How Good Is Your Geography?? [3]

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Originally Posted by Storm

misled by the wrong ocean else I would have got it :erm:
Caoline! Do you do that often to the kids in class as well ?

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Everyday mate. When I was helping in class I was having to correct her almost every minute :eek: :p :

Argh! Get away from me with that pan! :eek:

:blackeye:

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Originally Posted by Storm

misled by the wrong ocean else I would have got it :erm: :p :
Caoline! Do you do that often to the kids in class as well ? :p :

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What can I say? There are just too many oceans in the world.





:p :

Edgar back yet??

He's a busy crow, don't you know..?

Perhaps he's afraid of the reception some of us have waiting for him :devil:

[Peter sellers impersonation]
"...Birdie num-num?"
[/Peter sellers impersonation]

Down on page 3...
Do we continue waiting for the crow?

My friends and fellow geography buffs, I am sorry for my absence and lack of geography quiz. As it happens, I am stumped by my latest visit with Edgar the crow and have been struggling to figure out what he was going on about.

I decided to take a road trip to the Smokey Mountains of Tennessee where Edgar was visiting kin. When I got there, he was so completely sotted, so utterly infused with the local corn squeezins, I spent the entire weekend trying get a coherent statement from him about what he'd been up to.

If you've ever heard a loaded crow trying to talk, then you can understand why I could only catch snippets. Even on the best of days crows aren't the most fluent at human speech, except in cartoons of course. But since this is real life, I could only do my best to understand his muttering and babling.

The good news is that certain phrases and words kept coming up and eventually I was able to figure out what he was saying. Here they are folks:

The Regent, The Jubilee, The Victoria-Transvaal, The Orloff, The Cullinan.

There were more words that kept cropping up but these were the only ones I could decipher. Poor Edgar, when I left him he was still so sauced he couldn't walk, let alone fly. I left him in the (hopefully) capable hands of his second cousin once removed, Bobbie Sue. I think she has eyes for him.

So what I need help with is figuring out what and where Edgar was on about. Are you fine and educated folks up to helping me out? What I want to know is, what are these things, where are they and what do they all have in common? Aside from that, what would a crow want with them, I wonder?

Well the Orloff and Cullinan are diamonds, so perhaps he's been buying jewelry?

Nice post BTW Breeze, well worth the wait :up: :laugh:

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Originally Posted by CarlMetro

Well the Orloff and Cullinan are diamonds, so perhaps he's been buying jewelry?

Nice post BTW Breeze, well worth the wait :up: :laugh:

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Well spotted mate. They're ALL bl**dy big bits of supercompressed carbon.

But if he's been buying them he's a very rich crow!