Author: jimholroyd365

Hi, my name is Jim, I am an Englishman living in the Georgian capital of Tbilisi. I started this blog to share my interests, my photos and to make sense of my world. I take a lot of photographs of various subjects, some of which I intend to share here. I collect diecast cars and get the same thrill at 50 as I did when I was 8, when I find a car I'm searching for, Don't worry, I have a separate blog for this hobby. Please feel free to comment and ask questions on what I blog. I am quite new to this blogging, I was inspired by reading a book, which began as a blog of a London Ambulance Driver: "Blood, Sweat and Tea". I hope my blog will be entertaining and amusing, I did try stand up comedy in the UK and had seven gigs before I left to teach English in Georgia. I love reading and so the blog will include book reviews of books as I finish them.I don't know about which direction this blog will go, I am a great believer in serendipity...let the journey begin...

Weekly Photo Challenge: Bridge


Chughureti or Saarbrucken Bridge over the Mtkvari River in Tbilisi

Other responses to the challenge can be found by clicking on this link: Bridge

For a really impressive bridge, you can have a look at this clip from the BBC: Beipanjiang Bridge

Discovering the inner artist.

I am interested in art and have done a lot of drawing over the years, but any painting has largely been confined to watercolours with the grandchildren, that was until yesterday (2 July 2017). I was invited by a friend and talented artist, Tako Shashiashvili to a workshop entitled “Delicious Painting 3“. We would be painting with acrylics in a small group of 8, some were beginners like me. We met in No.21 Terrace Restaurant in Maidani in Old Tbilisi, which has a fabulous view of the old Metekhi Church on the opposite bank of the Mtkvari River.


view of Old Metekhi Church

Tako supplied all the paints and gave us each a canvas to paint on. Acrylic paints were chosen as our medium as they dry much quicker than oils and watercolour requires too much preparation.


First we were given pencils to sketch in some outline and details and work out the composition.


pencil detail

Tako would also paint to demonstrate the techniques, but she was clear we were painting for ourselves and should be relaxed.


Tako painting a demo

We soon got down to painting ourselves, this was an interesting experience, mixing the paints on the palette and trying to capture the scene on canvas.


It was a hot day, we would spend around two and a half hours painting. The activity I found quite relaxing. Maybe, half the group were first timers painting in acrylics.


I wasn’t the only first timer

Oksana and Tako had obviously done this before.


Tako is a professional artist, next week she will have an exhibition in Amsterdam. She was inspiring and helped us bring out our inner artists. The Facebook page for her art: Tako Shashiashvili Art


My palette saw a lot of mixing.

Here are our finished works.

me painting 3

Delicious Painting 3, July 2 2017

I was quite pleased with my first canvas.


my finished painting

I hope to have more opportunities to paint in the future, it was fun. Thanks, Tako ๐Ÿ™‚ Didi madloba.

Weekly Photo Challenge : Delta

Transitions, change and the passing of time:


Inside Prometheus Cave

Any material which is soluble, can be deposited as a colloid or is in suspension, or is capable of being melted, may form a stalactite. Calcium Bicarbonate solution travels through the rock until it reaches an edge and if this is on the roof of a cave it will drip down. Over time a stalactite will form. An average growth rate is 0.13 mm (0.0051 inches) a year, so these speleothems mark a long passing of time.

For more about Prometheus Cave click on the link :

A Trip to Prometheus Cave”

Weekly Photo Challenge: Transient

โ€œLife is but a day;
A fragile dew-drop on its perilous way
From a treeโ€™s summit.โ€ John Keats


This week’s challenge is Transient
Transient: not lasting, enduring, or permanent; transitory.

In the grand scheme not much is permanent.

Spring flowers last a month or so.


Spring flowers

the fire may last a few hours



the average lifespan of a butterfly is about one month


a butterfly

a prayer candle lasts maybe an hour

tiny flame

dying flame

the sandcastle will last until the tide comes in



“The days of our years are threescore years and ten; and if by reason of strength they be fourscore years, yet is their strength labour and sorrow; for it is soon cut off, and we fly away.” Psalm 90 v 10

So, as John Keating says inย  Dead Poets Society:

‘Carpe diem. Seize the day, boys. Make your lives extraordinary’

The Lord’s Prayer in Georgian

After nearly eight years in Georgia, to my embarrassment, I still can’t have a conversation in Georgian, but from my first days here,ย  I learnt the Lord’s Prayer (แƒ›แƒแƒ›แƒแƒ แƒฉแƒ•แƒ”แƒœแƒ – mamao chveno) by heart. I say it every morning before breakfast, it is usually the only prayer I say in the day, unlike my devout Georgian wife, who spends at least 15 minutes often more, saying her prayers.ย  One of the conditions my wife had for our marriage was that I should be baptised into the Orthodox Church before the wedding. For this ceremony, I learnt mamao chveno (the Lord’s Prayer) by heart. I know the prayer in English, but when I am saying the Georgian words, it is strange, I do not actually know the meaning of the words as I say them apart from a few like “แƒžแƒฃแƒ แƒ˜ แƒฉแƒ•แƒ”แƒœแƒ˜ (puri chveni)” meaning “our bread”.

Here is the prayer with transliteration in the Roman alphabet beneath each line.

แƒ›แƒแƒ›แƒแƒ แƒฉแƒ•แƒ”แƒœแƒ, แƒ แƒแƒ›แƒ”แƒšแƒ˜ แƒฎแƒแƒ  แƒชแƒแƒ—แƒ แƒจแƒ˜แƒœแƒ,
mamao chveno, romeli khar tsata shina,
แƒฌแƒ›แƒ˜แƒœแƒ“แƒ แƒ˜แƒงแƒแƒ•แƒœ แƒกแƒแƒฎแƒ”แƒšแƒ˜ แƒจแƒ”แƒœแƒ˜,
tsminda iqavn sakheli sheni,
แƒ›แƒแƒ•แƒ”แƒ“แƒ˜แƒœ แƒกแƒฃแƒคแƒ”แƒ‘แƒ แƒจแƒ”แƒœแƒ˜,
movedin supeva sheni,
แƒ˜แƒงแƒแƒ•แƒœ แƒœแƒ”แƒ‘แƒ แƒจแƒ”แƒœแƒ˜, แƒ•แƒ˜แƒ—แƒแƒ แƒชแƒ แƒชแƒแƒ—แƒ แƒจแƒ˜แƒœแƒ, แƒ”แƒ’แƒ แƒ”แƒชแƒ แƒฅแƒ•แƒ”แƒงแƒแƒœแƒแƒกแƒ แƒ–แƒ”แƒ“แƒ.
iqavn neba sheni, vitartsa tsata shina, egretsa kveqanasa zeda.
แƒžแƒฃแƒ แƒ˜ แƒฉแƒ•แƒ”แƒœแƒ˜ แƒแƒ แƒกแƒแƒ‘แƒ˜แƒกแƒ แƒ›แƒแƒ›แƒ”แƒช แƒฉแƒ•แƒ”แƒœ แƒ“แƒฆแƒ”แƒก
puri chveni arsobisa momets chven dghes
แƒ“แƒ แƒ›แƒแƒ›แƒ˜แƒขแƒ”แƒ•แƒ”แƒœ แƒฉแƒ•แƒ”แƒœ แƒ—แƒแƒœแƒแƒœแƒแƒ“แƒ”แƒ‘แƒœแƒ˜ แƒฉแƒ•แƒ”แƒœแƒœแƒ˜,
da momiteven chven tananadebni chvenni,
แƒ•แƒ˜แƒ—แƒแƒ แƒชแƒ แƒฉแƒ•แƒ”แƒœ แƒ›แƒ˜แƒ•แƒฃแƒขแƒ”แƒ•แƒ”แƒ‘แƒ— แƒ—แƒแƒœแƒแƒ›แƒ“แƒ”แƒ‘แƒ—แƒ แƒ›แƒแƒ— แƒฉแƒ•แƒ”แƒœแƒ—แƒ,
vitartsa chven mivutevebt tanamdebta mat chventa,
แƒ“แƒ แƒœแƒฃ แƒจแƒ”แƒ›แƒ˜แƒงแƒ•แƒแƒœแƒ”แƒ‘ แƒฉแƒ•แƒ”แƒœ แƒ’แƒแƒœแƒกแƒแƒชแƒ“แƒ”แƒšแƒกแƒ,
da nu shemiqvaneb chven gansatsdelsa,
แƒแƒ แƒแƒ›แƒ”แƒ“ แƒ›แƒ˜แƒฎแƒกแƒœแƒ”แƒœ แƒฉแƒ•แƒ”แƒœ แƒ‘แƒแƒ แƒแƒขแƒ˜แƒกแƒแƒ’แƒแƒœ,
aramed mikhsnen chven borotisagan,

แƒ แƒแƒ›แƒ”แƒ—แƒฃ แƒจแƒ”แƒœแƒ˜ แƒแƒ แƒก แƒกแƒฃแƒคแƒ”แƒ•แƒ, แƒซแƒแƒšแƒ˜ แƒ“แƒ แƒ“แƒ˜แƒ“แƒ”แƒ‘แƒ,
ramethu sheni ars supheva,dzali da dideba,
แƒกแƒแƒฎแƒ”แƒšแƒ˜แƒ—แƒ แƒ›แƒแƒ›แƒ˜แƒกแƒ แƒ“แƒ แƒซแƒ˜แƒกแƒ แƒ“แƒ แƒกแƒฃแƒšแƒ˜แƒฌแƒ›แƒ˜แƒ“แƒ˜แƒกแƒ,
sakhelitha mamisa da dzisa da sulitsmidisa,
แƒแƒฌ แƒ“แƒ แƒ›แƒแƒ แƒแƒ“แƒ˜แƒก แƒ“แƒ แƒฃแƒ™แƒฃแƒœแƒ˜แƒ—แƒ˜ แƒฃแƒ™แƒฃแƒœแƒ˜แƒกแƒแƒ›แƒ“แƒ”.
ats da maradis da ukunithi ukunisamde.

แƒแƒ›แƒ˜แƒœ. – amin

The last lines I have marked in light blue as these aren’t usually said.


candles in a Georgian church

Carry On Camping in the Rain…

Another weekend, another trip…we were with Adrenalin Hiking Club again. But there wasn’t to be much hiking. We went to the Algeti National Park, 60 km South West of Tbilisi, where a number of hiking clubs were celebrating the beginning of the hiking season. Our transport was a mix of Ford Transit Minibus over the roads, then a Mitsubishi Delica for the off road part.


Mitsubishi Delica…ideal for transporting a lot of people off road

We made a brief stop en route for those who wished to pick daisies, before heading to the campsite.


in the daisy field



I hadn’t camped since my first honeymoon in Norway, way back in 1992. This would be interesting. The clouds, when we arrived looked grey and ominous. As the tents went up the rain started to come down slowly at first, then more heavily. The campsite felt a bit like a music festival, plenty of mud and a bass beat could be heard in the background but the only live music I saw was from singing and acoustic guitars.

The first task was to fetch wood, a reminder of my scouting days, where one of the prime duties at camp was “wood and water”,

The Algeti National Park stretches over the woody southern slopes of the eastern Trialeti range. There was plenty of wood mostly Caucasian Spruce and Nordmann Fir. The rain did look pretty on the pine leaves.


raindrops on pine leaves

Club Adrenalin trips are known for impressive supras and group photos. Three new members were welcomed to Club Adrenalin: Natali, Mariam and my wife, Khato. The new members were given badges and a T Shirt and had their photo taken with other members.


Adrenalin Members in club T Shirts


Khato with Adrenalin flag, T Shirt and badge

The rain didn’t deter the fire makers. The fire was essential for the requisite Mtsvadi (Sashlik). The smell of woodsmoke reminded me very much of Scout Camps a few decades ago.

The rain got heavier, the thunder rumbled, the lightning flashed. We went to bed. The tent walls were damp, a lot of our stuff got wet. In the morning the sun shone and we hung out our wet stuff to dry.


strange fruit

More feasting this time including grilled mushrooms with sulguni cheese.

There wasn’t much hiking but I did wander about having a look in the forest and at the views.


in the forest


a bee seeking nectar and pollen

We left for Tbilisi, early in the afternoon in our trusted Delica.


off road view through the Delica windscreen