New York is set to enjoy a beautiful weather weekend, but is prone to suffering from hurricanes in the summer and fall/autumn. Now, the city has innovated lots of new ideas and designs to help cope with the destructive storms, and I’m delighted to say that all twelve reported by David Nield in an MSN article had elements of the greenYgrey elements in them.
New York Storm Protection
Hi, it’s Wolf Whitzer, intrepid satirical comedy newshound at the greenYgrey inspired by CNN legend Wolf Blitzer.
A lot of the grey in the images could of course be considered positive or negative, with the weather natural or destructive, and the concrete protective or destructive. Moreover, the yellow in the images isn’t usually in line with the yellow promotion in the greenYgrey trying to bring a bright new sunny image.
As there’s twelve images on the MSN site, I thought six of the best would be a suitable number to import into the greenYgrey world, because six is half of twelve. Here they are:
With time fast running out,
I’m sure there’s little doubt,
in regular readers’ minds,
that it’s Werewolf of Oz times…
Bingie 3 Start Northerly
Hi, it’s Greenygrey. Yes, it sure is time for the second Werewolf of Oz: Fantasy Travel by Google Maps episode, what with the sun setting over Blighty, lunchtime on the west Pacific coast… and well, already early Monday morning in Oz.
This episode is the first of three inspired by the town of Bingie, which starts the travel quest quartet on the northerly east coast home straight to the comedy satire marathon maudle’s denouement with Bri’s bane.
The episode contains lots of Bingie inspired wordplay, and some of it may even by funny. Here it is:
Chapter 105. Bungee Jumpers of Bingie Splash and Brash
I awoke on the beach. The sun shining through white cloud looked like a fried egg. I thought it’d go well with all our potatoes. Then,
there seemed to be a commotion in the Tasman Sea,
I wondered what it could be.
Brainwaves by the Waves
I slept again, before being awoken by a regular splashing in our locality. I thought somebody might have left a tap on, but then remembered we were on a beach and I had seen no taps nearby.
I was dozing back to sleep when a disturbing thought suddenly entered my noggin: all the early morning activity could be the MoMo East returning from the deep after its epic battle with MiMo Moby; or Smiggin escaped from its hole. I bolted upright, on the crest of a brainwave.
I was relieved to see it was not MoMo, oh no; or Smiggin, thank holiculturing; but some bungee jumpers that seemed to be arriving from a great distance.
Bingie Bungees Buzzing
Adopting a posh phone voice I once heard spoken in an old film, I said, ‘Hey, hold on old chaps, don’t you think it is jolly early for that kind of caper?’
I realised the one who answered must be a local when it buzzed, ‘Strewth cobber, it’s never too early for some bonzer fun like this.’
I just had time to ask where they were bungeeing from before they started the reverse journey. I thought I heard one buzz they were bungeeing from Bingie before they bounced out of sight.
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