Fa – the name of the Green Dragon

A Place for the Odd Musings of an Expat Bristolian


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Where’s Reggie Perrin when you need him?

Reggie, we need your GROT

GROT has a new purpose, which is what you intended I believe.

Get Rid Of Trump

How come you saw this so many years ago?


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A Wee Don and Boris (An old Scottish farewell)

Doris and Donna

Sporting their bleached Wombat hairdo’s

ruling their Kingstons


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My Wildlife Park update

I have been trying for sometime to get a clear picture of this rare but frequent visitor. He’s been around for a number of years. He’s the only white squirrel I have ever seen. About 12 feet above him is a bird feeder, so he’s eating up what the birds drop.


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Beware: Ambassadors at Work

Yeah! Sir Kim Darroch

called Trump and his gang, inept

An understatement.


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The last time I saw my oldest sister

the last time I saw my oldest sister was in 2000. She came to visit me from the U.K.  She brought me a gift, which some people thought was rather odd but, something that has not only been very useful to me and has allowed me to remain connected to my roots in the city of Bristol where I was born. That gift was a book of street maps of Bristol.

If thees wanna find summat, use this un.

Bristol Street maps

It’s quite old and probably out of  date however, I like to see and read posts each day about the Bristol street art scene (you can see them at Natural Adventures on WordPress). I have forgotten where a lot of the places that are posted are. So I use my old street maps guide.  My sister passed away last year. What some considered an odd gift turned out to be a very thoughtful one. So much so,  that I felt compelled to return the thoughtful favour by sharing it here today.