Florida Fantasmagoria Part 2

Here's a small selection of quintessential Florida. Although admittedly this first one could be almost anywhere in America. 

It's Pick Your Church time..

Another gated community going up. This one's more Albert Memorial than Taj Mahal

Here's one they made earlier, with a nice water feature. Your Home Owners' Association fees at work, folks!

You never know what you might end up following on the road....

 And at what pace..

Time we got that old plane out of the barn...

Beats "Don't Feed the Pigeons" any day.

Florida Fantasmagoria

Amazing what you can do with a few garden tools.

Beats pink plastic flamingos any day.

Golden Beach Gets a Makeover Part 2

Since what was missing was a lot of the beach itself,  through erosion presumably, I suppose something had to be done.

So our idyll was temporarily disturbed by various items of heavy machinery, all making a loud noise and bleeping mercilessly through the night.

 While a couple of miles out to sea, fresh sand was being sucked up and channelled through a giant pipe, to be dumped on the beach.

 The lads didn't seem to mind though. On the contrary, it seems they'd discovered a new restaurant.

The machines have now left us alone but probably not for long, as they've got a lot more beach to do and they work very slowly.
So far the results are impressive and there's now a bit more to Golden Beach.

Incidentally you might wonder why they do this in high tourist season - ie in winter. It's because, in the spring, they'd disturb the turtles. Turtles before tourists any time. Nice to know they've got their priorities right, my neighbours say. The tourists might have a different opinion.

Golden Beach Gets a Makeover Part 1

  Here's a flashback to October - to our calm, peaceful beach..

Where the beachside eateries are dig-your-own

And sand, sea and sky come together in pristine perfection

Popular with locals

 And fishermen

 Lovely at dawn

 And in all weathers

But hang on a minute -

Isn't something missing here?

 The story continues....

Any Slovene Speakers Out There?

This  90 minute TV Interview with Dora Zebot (not unrelated to this blogger) on her 93rd birthday is a tour-de-force. It also pulls no punches.
No apologies for posting this here, as it does describe, possibly, my family's very first contact with America. (And I'm darned proud of her! )

Bravo Benny

I've been to see The Imitation Game, the biopic about Alan Turing, the code-breaking boffin of Bletchley Park. Benedict Cumberbatch excels himself in the role of the eccentric genius. I hope he gets the Oscar.

   It was a thoughtful and gripping telling of his story, even if it took some historical liberties and a reminder, if any were needed, that those who would re-imagine the human race to eliminate all oddballs and "imperfect" people are making a very big mistake. A.Hitler should have taken note.
   Funny, though, seeing it in the company of Americans, who all swooned in unison as Downton Abbey actors showed up in various roles.
   Since I've lived in America I've really started to notice the Americanisms  in films and books supposedly about Britain and there were plenty here.   For example, I never heard the word "coworkers" in Britain. Last time I looked, we talked about "colleagues". I first saw "coworker" written when I came to America and assumed it had something to do with farming.  Not to mention using "smart" to mean "clever."  I doubt that was in common usage among academic types in Britain in the 1940s but I'm happy to be corrected.

But it's amazing that the policeman was allowed to get away with the P word. And I don't mean because of its politically incorrect connotations but because Americans don't know what it means. They think a p**f is an unruly barnet and happily sell "Anti-P**f " shampoo.

A Sea View

 Well technically an Ocean view, or even more correctly a Gulf view, since we are on the Gulf of Mexico (something that never crossed my radar when I lived in Britain)  is of course at a premium. I note that glitzy Florida is starting to make inroads here. These people have found themselves an enviable position to build their new house.

Nice Moorish touch, that. Or is it Olde English?

Others may not be lucky enough to have a prime beach slot. They have to be content with languishing a couple of streets away. But they still go to extraordinary ..

...and even more extraordinary lengths (or is it heights?)...

...to enjoy a water view. Well each to his own.