September 2013

What does the fox say?

Dog goes woof
Cat goes meow
Bird goes tweet
and mouse goes squeak

Cow goes moo
Frog goes croak
and the elephant goes toot

Ducks say quack
and fish go blub
and the seal goes ow ow ow

But there’s one sound
That no one knows
What does the fox say?


Milk gone wild

I bought a bottle of Sonnendal milk this weekend and spotted a strange paragraph on one side of their label:

It reads:

DIRECTIONS: Well, to be honest, if you’re looking for directions on a pack of milk, you’re probably a little more lost than you think. We don’t just mean lost as in “could you tell me how to get to the train station?”. We could be talking “you’ve woken up in a strange country with no memory of who you are but suddenly know seven different types of kung-fu” kinda lost. Are you hearing any voices? Do you hear one right now? Is it the voice of a pack of milk? Is it telling you that you’re holding what could quite conceivably be the most awesome full cream milk in the universe? If so, then you’re perfectly fine. Just take me home, maybe make a nice cup of tea and put your feet up. Oh, and tell Elvis we say ‘hi’.

Incredibly left field for a dairy, but brave and super funny. Dry humour FTW!

The bigger guys at West Coast National Park

A Bar-throated Apalis. I didn’t even know this bird existed – and it’s a lifer for me:

A Grey-winged Francolin – another lifer:

A male and female weaver – both very busy getting ready for spring: