Wednesday, October 19, 2016

Mish Mash

 Due to the quite sudden turn of the weather at the end of September, I haven't been out-and-about on many walks/drifts-
 Or partaken of many flights on Broom!
 - so I don't have many photos of the Norfolk countryside for you.
Did I hear someone breathe a sigh of relief?
Probably. Those same stretches of beach were getting a bit tiresome. And that Cormorant was getting ideas above his station what with getting an agent and appearing on other blogs!
 Yes, all right... So, anyway, this post is just going to be a mish-mash of the least boring stuff we've been up to.


Saturday, 1st October

 First, some news from the garden: The passion flower that I bought last year and planted with a clematis behind the bench, has finally flowered! Yes, after two summers of not doing very much at all, it finally got its act together and started producing flowers at the beginning of October.
 Better late than never, I suppose.


Sunday, October 16, 2016

Twisted October: Star Trek Art Challenge

 I had a fun afternoon yesterday creating some horror novel covers for a Star Trek fan art challenge being held on another social media website (no, not the dreaded FB - I don't do that any more). The challenge is below:

What if Roddenberry didn't invent Star Trek, with all its optimism, but Lovecraft instead? What if Voyager was primarily penned by Stephen King? What if Starfleet was inspired by 1984?
This flash contest will let those, who dare, explore the dark and twisted parts of the Star Trek universe. Or is this the Horrorverse alternate reality? You decide. Let us shiver, let us scream, give us something that will wake us from our dream. Give us a reason to be afraid of the infinite dark of space!

 I've used images (which I nabbed from here), titles, and quotes (from here) from the five live-action Star Trek television series: The Original Series, The Next Generation, Deep Space Nine, Voyager, and Enterprise, and smushed them together in Paint (because I don't have Photoshop or any other such program, and wouldn't know how to use them if I did).

"Catspaw" (from The Original Series), written by Robert Bloch

Monday, October 10, 2016


 With thanks to Mistress Maddie, we have a new blog post! And to clarify (like Maddie did) we are not forty.
 No. Forty is something that happens to other people.
 This is a list of forty questions about us, that we will endeavour to answer as truthfully as we can. The answers will either be from me...
 ... Or from me, the Host.
 Right. Let's get on with it, shall we?


1- Are you named after anybody? My two middle names are the first names of my grandfathers.
2- When was the last time you cried? Saturday night watching the reaction to Ore & Joanne's American Smooth to "Singin' in the Rain" on Strictly Come Dancing.

3- Do you like your hand writing? I do, actually. Despite having enormous hands, the Host is quite dextrous with a pen or pencil.
4- What's your favourite lunch meat? Lunch meat? I don't really know what that is. Do we have lunch meat in Great Britain?
5- Do you have any kids? Not in stock at the mo. The cupboard's a little bare...
6- If you were another person, would you be friends? Probably not as I'd easily be able to pick up on the other me's insincerity.
7- Do you use sarcasm? Surprisingly little.

Sunday, October 09, 2016

Not The 2016 Infomaniac Book Challenge III

 This edition of Not The 2016 Infomaniac Book Challenge comes to you a little late. Or a little early, if you're not bothered about having one every two months to match up to The Very Mistress MJ's original challenges?
 One of the reasons for this apparent scheduling fail is that I had an interminable wait before I could cross the Cusp Interface and come home. I left my friends' floating glass castle on Thursday—expecting to be back in time for The Very Mistress's Sixth Annual Infomaniac Garden Photos Event—but ended up stuck in a dizzying holding pattern in one of the Cusp departure lounges due to leaves on the line, or some other such nonsense! With little else, to do, I entertained myself with some of the least objectionable literature that had been left laying around the lounge...

ζ : Jeffrey Hunter was my Poolboy! by Ingmar Devine

 Jeffrey Hunter's sheer beauty and presence has managed to elevate this sad, cheap little rag (I mean, I know it was printed in the early 70s, but colour had been invented by then) to a must-read—
Must ogle, more like!
 Cwooaaarrghh, yeah!
*ahem* A must-read for any waiting room, holiday—
Or visit to the sperm bank!
 Right! That's quite enough from you lot!
 What was I saying? Oh, yes. Jeffrey Hunter.
 Once I'd got past all the pictures of The Most Handsome Man in Hollywood (which took some time, let me tell you), I was left with the text. And very poorly written it was, too. I found it quite difficult to follow the narrative and work out the timeline of events (and that's saying something for one who is now used to the annoyances of time-travel). But the characters, although barely fleshed out, did seem reasonably believable, and even a little familiar. In fact, the whole thing left me with a strange feeling of stretched out déjà vu.
 I think I'd better do some investigating into this Ingmar Devine. I wonder if we're related...?

Sunday, October 02, 2016

Head in the Clouds

 We're on holiday for two weeks!
 So I'm taking this opportunity to visit a couple of old friends who, coincidentally, happen to be passing by this corner of the world. The wind has now changed, so their castle should be within a short Broom flight tomorrow morning. I just need to nip into Cromer to get a pair of sunglasses, as I shall be navigating through blinding white cumulus clouds for the majority of the trip.
 You see, they live in a (mostly) glass castle that floats about two-thousand feet up!

As it's a nice day, I decided to walk into Cromer along the beach

Wednesday, September 28, 2016


 Here we go with part two of my September snapping. And what better way to begin than with a cormorant - I'm nothing if not consistent. Except when I'm not, of course...
 Anyway, what follows is another four days worth of photos from the beach and the woods.
 Try not to fall asleep those of you at the back...


Thursday, 15th September

I popped down to Overstrand beach for a swim, but it was a little...

Sunday, September 25, 2016


Sunday, 4th September
 Due to the Frogbot-related nincompoopery of the last few posts, you may think that you've escaped the tedium of dozens of photos from my, by now totally predictable, beach, garden, and woods related escapades. Well, think again!
 Despite the Frogbot induced wailing and gnashing of teeth, I have had time to get down to the beach and take enough photos for one or two slideshows.
 Now, this might feel like 900 photos, but I can assure you that there are certainly no more than 890-odd... No, this is my 900th post! And it's only taken eleven years to get here...

 Right. on to the photos. And because there are so many, I'm going to split this post up into the days that the photos were taken, and only post half of them now. Part Two I'll publish in a couple of days or so. As ever, click to embigulate!


Wednesday, 7th September

A Little Egret fishing - possibly the same one that I saw (and misidentified as a Great White Egret) here

Sunday, September 18, 2016

Accepting the Frogbot

 OK. We've come to a decision. And, somewhat miraculously, no SubCs got hurt, no brain cells were fried (yes, "fried", not "fired"), and the dithering was kept to under a week!

 With thanks to ErosWings - who has also been blighted by the 'bot - we've decided a) not to make this blog private, b) to republish all previously infected posts just as they are, and c) to just put up with Frogbot as something like a force of nature (albeit a very annoying one) and ignore the falsely inflated stats. This will also stop Witchface from putting out a bowl of HTML every evening in the hope that Frogbot will go for that rather than our posts...

Thursday, September 15, 2016

Thwarting the Frogbot

 The dratted Frogbot and its fixation on certain posts by regularly viewing them every half hour or so, has forced us to rethink the purpose of this blog. We'd like our musings and adventures over The Cusp (sparse as they've been lately) to be out there for all to see. But other than what microscopic bit of notoriety this has brought/may bring — and the possibility of of being paid shed-loads of cash for book/film deals (also very sparse) — we're prefectly happy for just a select few as an audience.
 We've asked ourselves: Why do we care if the Frogbot artificially inflates the viewing figures of certain posts? It's not like the blog gets many views anyway. I, the Host, like reason and order, or, at the very least, something I can understand even if on first inspection it makes no sense. Plus, I also like the stats to serve a purpose and mean something. I like to see which posts are popular — not that we really do much about it. It's not like we go out of our way to publish posts with content that has been popular previously. In fact, what the stats tell us is pretty much ignored (especially by Witchface)! But that doesn't mean that I don't like to have a peruse now and again.

 I think trying to ascertain the Frogbot's reasons is futile. It's a 'bot, so trying to understand its actions and reasons in order to develop a counter to it will probably be a big fat waste of time.
 So, with this in mind, we're considering making the blog private for the forseeable future.
 While we're bickering amongst ourselves deciding, we'll republish the posts that the Frogbot has infected that have been reverted to draft, but with mirror titles and at different times to the originals. Well, I say "we", but Witchface is all thumbs when it comes to this type of thing, so I'll end up doing it.
Ha! You're not that much better, yourself!
Oh, shush, you.
 I'll also add the existing comments as images in a little gallery at the end of the post (like this). Then, if or when we do revert this to a public blog again, we may reinstate the original posts and delete the mirror copies.
 And if this post turns up with a mirror title, you'll know it's been infected, too.
 So, let us know in the comments, or by email, if you'd like an invitation.
Either the email address in our profile...
...or my private one which some of you know.
 We're not going to automatically assume that all current commenters want a piece of the action as you may have been looking for an excuse to wash your hands of us, so this could be your chance to get away from it all!
 This is also an ideal time for any lurkers to make yourselves known if you'd like to continue lurking in private. Don't say we never give you anything!
 We'll leave this up for a week — or two (you know how indecisive we are) — to let you all see what we're planning so you can (in)act accordingly. In the meantime, we'll visit your blogs as usual.

 Oh, and Frogbot? If you're watching:

EDIT 20:50 16.09.2016
 Thank you all for your support (gosh, sounds like something much more serious than a Frogbot infestation has happened, doesn't it?).
I (the Host) have to let you know that our bickering has turned into dithering because a) I've discovered that making the blog private means that you all have to have some sort of Google account (probably Google+ - something I'm too wary of to sign up to, so why should I expect you to?), and b) Witchface's SubC has started to feel sorry for the Frogbot because it probably doesn't have a choice in what it's doing, and is probably cooped up in a battery farm somewhere near Quimper or Brest with a load of other hard-done-by and put-upon 'bots. We might just leave things as they are, and let the 'bots roam free throughout the blog (or at least the posts they appear to be trapped in), and never look at the stats again!?


I was going to ask if anyone else has any ideas, but that would just give us more fodder to dither over!

Sunday, September 11, 2016

Sunday Music

 It seems that Rubbish Creepycous-cous has attracted the attentions of that diabolical French 'bot. I'm not entirely sure at this point, though, so I'm going to leave it up for another day or two before deciding whether to revert it to draft or leave it published.
 In the meantime, here are a couple of pieces of music that have taken my fancy lately.

 I only clicked on ONSEN's Follow the Numbers because that's Gates McFadden looking concerned/wistful. The USS Enterprise's Doctor Beverly Crusher!
 I wasn't expecting to like the music, but I actually do. There's a little bit of background about how Gates came to star in this video here.

Saturday, September 10, 2016

Rubbish Creepycous-cous*

The detritus from her party was scooped up. Burst balloons, paper plates, cake crumbs and unwanted party favours. Tangled up amidst torn and crumpled pass-the-parcel wrapping paper and shiny gold ribbon tied to deflated balloons was her doll, the one she'd had since her last party.
  All of it went in the bin.
  The next morning, the binman arrived and began to empty the rubbish bins. From a tear in a cheap black plastic binbag fell a forlorn doll, with cake crumbs and butter icing dulling its glossy hair, and jelly and icecream stains on its pretty little summer dress. The binman picked up the doll and looked into its cold plastic eyes.
  Then he set her down and watched as she hesitantly crossed the path and ran off into the woods. The binman gave a little smile and then resumed his work, humming a poor rendition of a TV show theme tune as he did so.

* Because I don't like pasta, remember?!

Saturday, September 03, 2016

Gilding the Cormorant...

... although, sometimes no amount of gilt can make a cormorant look good or obscure its bodily functions, as will become evident below.


 These are just a few photos from this morning's swim at the Overstrand/Sidestrand border: