The Bow Bells

Suppose I Could Do Something

So, you're not too happy about climate change. But, it's not like it's your fault and even if you did try do something, would it make any difference? Who knows? I haven't got a clue. Still, no-one wants to be kept up late at night with a guilty conscious so below are a few things even a lazy person can do to do something about global warming.

The bad thing about global warming, is by doing nothing, you actually make it worse.

http://environment.about.com
http://www.nrdc.org/globalwarming
http://www.eartheasy.com

Throw a Lot of Shrimps on the Barby

Now before I start rambling about the global problem of obesity, I'd like to point out that we Australians call shrimps, prawns. I blame Paul Hogan and Jim Carey for the fact I've had to endure many people from many countries tell me to throw another shrimp on the barby. Anyway...

According the king of sources, wikipedia, obesity throughout history is a rare thing. Associated with wealth and something that only effected the upper classes in almost all time periods and cultures. That is, until you get to the 20th Century, where suddenly obesity becomes an epidemic and ironically prevalent in lower classes of first world countries.

As an Australian I can often point the finger at America. It's an easy target, my TV tells me that they're fat. Movies, TV shows, magazines, they all show fat Americans confessing strange secrets on Jerry Springer. But is this really true? Yeah, it kinda is. But, Australia isn't as slim as it thinks.

Now, I've had a few problems finding accurate data on this. Some websites claim that Australia is just outside the top 20 and others claiming that it is are in fact fatter than the USA. I'm not sure what to believe and I've left a few links below, should you want to know. Regardless of the exact pole position, Australia is getting tubbier. Maybe we should shut our mouths in more sense than one.

On that note, I have a BBQ on Saturday and anyone is welcome.

theglobalpost/thefattestcountries
yahoo/worldsfattestcountries
timesonline/AustraliabeatsUS
prawnnotshrimp/wikipedia

Recycling is Way Cool

Recycling never used to be cool. He was the younger brother of tucking in your shirt and the cousin of wearing glasses. But, now times have changed, even they're cool and recycling isn't being left out. Celebrities left, right and centre, from Hollywood to Bollywood, are all changing their ways. It started with the odd Chris Martin here and has-been sports star there, but now it's in full motion.

The gas guzzling, mass produced, polluting ways of the past seem to be unpopular and the world looks like it's turning it's focus to better methods. With all the recycled bins and products made of recycled materials it seems as if we're getting better. The truth is though, we're consuming more than we ever have previously and although this has a lot to do with the enormous world population, recycling and efficient use of our resources needs to increase. Recycling the odd thing every now and then may ease your conscience, but it probably won't do too much long term good. But, adopting an attitude that recycling is important and acting everyday in that manner might.

If you want to know more about recycling, hit up www.wasteonline.org.uk which can say way more than I can.

Jermaine

It's not often you hear an Australian say something nice about a New Zealand. And if they do it's usually sarcastic. But this isn't. This is a proper tribute to New Zealand's Fourth Most Popular Folk Parody Duo which I posted on Threadless T-shirts a while back. With another one in the works (Brett).

So, until they beat us again in the Rugby, I'm prepared to say, "well done New Zealand. well done."

Steve

Steve is a great man. Eats too much cereal, is a secret fan of Mariah Carey and a strange allergy of peas, but none the less is a great guy.

Once Steve went to the shops and he forgot his wallet, but he didn't panic. He adopted the mood of a muskrat in Summer who's had too many nuts and not enough water. The muskrat staring off into the distance like a nun on a balmy Wednesday afternoon and not worrying about the weather. Rather eating more nuts and sitting down when he got tired. That was what Steve was like that day when he forgot his wallet and I don't think I'll never forget that.

Often called Scuba-Steve, Steve cannot actually scubadive and if he tried, would probably drown.

Kensington

It's amazing how much difference having a computer makes to my ability to put up new posts. Prior to this I would stick things on the fridge with novelty magnets, which was easier, but didn't quite have the same distribution and things would fall off if you slammed it.

With that in mind, here is my latest post. Affluent, wealthy, stylish and snobby Kensington. Quite a nice area of London really. Holding the Natural History Museum, the Science Museum, the Victoria and Albert Museum, Kensington Palace and the Royal Albert Hall, but strangely enough, not a single fish & chip shop (which is quite an achievement in London).

I've never got the hang of where Kensington stopped or started and the train stations never helped with South Kensington actually being further north than West Kensington and East and North Kensington being completely left out of the party.

Anyway, if you're ever there, there is a nice but slightly expensive cafe on the corner of Exhibition Road and Thurloe Place called Le Pain Quotidien.

A Belated Merry Christmas

Just when the three poeple who read this blog thought I was dead, whoooooosh! Four Christmas images are slapped up only a few lazy weeks after their creation, hereby doubling the amount of work on this blog.

Sticking with the more traditional theme of Christmas (the global Jesus birthday party one) rather than the prevalent, mass produced, Coka-cola and candy-caned American alternative that keeps every retailer in the Western world in business.

That aside, in this post we have Three Kings, Mary & Joseph, Bethlehem and Shepherds. All in reference to the nativity of Jesus as told in the Book of Luke. I would like to thank my Junior Encyclopedia of the Bible for all it's help.

I'm sure some sticky-beaks might point out there isn't any major evidence to suggest there was only three 'kings', or magi, in this Biblical story. Three gifts yes, but not three magi. In my defense, I just couldn't be bothered drawing more than three.

Round Houses and Maroon

Pointy Houses and Blue

Square Houses and Red

The British Museum

This place is great. I go there all the time. Not to browse through historic artefacts, but more to sit in the cafe and draw when it rains in the middle of London. Then when I get bored I look at some 4000 year old Egyptian or Assyrian crap, or in this case take a photo of it. I also love watching tourist . They're great. They pay mortgage size sums for tomato and ham panini's, take pictures of glass window with their flashes on and ask anyone standing around for directions. I miss doing that. I might try it again myself. Tie a camera round my neck, unfold large maps in public and walk around central London. Although, I'd probably find a less expensive place to buy a ham and tomato panini.