A gentle reminder…..

Whatever you ‘do’ on your iPad is not forgotten.

The answer you get to a question may not be the one you were looking for😊

I asked Mr G how far Amsterdam airport was from the cruise ship terminal.

16,546 kms – Was the answer I got!

Not quite the answer I was hoping for!  That’s an awfully long taxi ride!

Station Pier Cruise Ship Terminal is in Melbourne!

Seems that browsing for cruises in two cities can confuse Mr G lol

Time to clear my history (and cookies) I think 😎

No idea why…..

After dragging my heels for so long I thought I’d have to take my shoes to the cobbler,  I finally ‘finished off’ these last few charity knits.  Not my best effort- all of them plain and simple apart from the fawn jumper with the coloured bands.

At the moment (much to my dismay) I’ve no interest in handiwork of any sort……. it’s a feeling of ‘can’t be bothered’ rather than one of ‘oh I can’t do that, my hands/fingers are sore and it hurts to do so’. It’ll come back in time……well, it’d better.  There’s a couple of cardigans and two teddies on the go and about another 20 or more balls of wool to be knit up 😊

Handing them over and sort of indicating I’d be on a go – slow for a while…..I was hit with these words….  “Oh what a shame, this particular charity wants more plain children’s cardigans like those you knit.  They don’t want jumpers or anything fancy – seems it’s easier to allocate cardigans.  And those you knit are just the sort they need”

So we’re back to this again………, a few years ago I was involved with a knitting group which qualified as a charity and then began to get ‘greedy’……we need more knitters…..we need more garments….tell your friends we want this, that and the other (money is nice too!).  We are now going to service more and more agencies ‘nationwide’ irregardless of the fact there are groups in other states who service their states – beginning as a small ‘keep people warm in Victoria during the winter’ group to ‘let’s keep Australians warm in winter’ it was preying on the goodwill (and the emotions) of myself and quite a few others I knew.

We were beginning to feel like the old ladies who, out of the goodness of their hearts,  gave a charity a monetary donation once, were then pestered continually for more and more larger monthly amounts…..it just wasn’t on.  Which is why I moved to this new group!

As to why this particular charity has decided on cardigans only….I’ve no idea – apart from that strange explanation of being easier to allocate.  Once I get over the niggly feeling that comes from others putting their demands ahead of their supporters and that it might curb my artistic streak for a while, I’ll be right on to it again.  I’m sure I can come up with all sorts of patterns to place on a cardigan – my cupboard is full of old ‘vintage’ patterns I can utilise.  That is once the magic of my knitting ‘mojo‘ (oh how I dislike that word) returns 🙂

It’s Monday again, it seems a long while since Easter Monday.  There have been sunny days and wet days  ……warmish days, downright cold days.  You name ’em we’ve had them. Some busy (get your flu jab) some quiet (think about next year’s ‘entertainment’ aka holidays) but for myself and The Golfer all passed happily.  With sad thoughts still about the madness in the world and the Sri Lanka bombings though.

How did this past last week go for you – do you have plans for this Monday…..crafty or otherwise?

Early days…..

The leaves are beginning to colour and prepare to drop off trees, unpruned roses are developing hips, the heads on Sedum Autumn Joy have definitely gone past dark red and are now fading……………………meaning Autumn has arrived – and even though we will hopefully, have some fantabulous sunny days ahead of us, with the lowish overnight temps we’ve been having recently it’ll soon be warmth from the heater, woollen blankets on the bed and goodbye to the cotton cellular ones for a while.

I hadn’t planned do much yesterday ‘cept potter about so after looking round the garden and adding to my notes about what to move during the winter I actually managed to get out for a walk.

Our street is bounded by 2 main roads, I can make my way up one of them, use a particular street to cross the top to the other and then come home….a distance of over 2.5kms.  I can reverse the direction and go the other way or walk various streets in the middle, changing it about a bit so I don’t get fed up.

Some days in the past I would walk the ‘boundary’ twice making it a substantial (for me) 5kms and as we live in the foothills of the Dandenongs these roads are not level so there’d be a bit of an aerobic workout going on at the same time.   Then ‘the back’ happened – least said about that the better apart from walking is something I’m just beginning to enjoy again.

It was a late decision yesterday to start out when I did, and even tho’ it wasn’t cold (as in coats and ‘ats needed) the skies were grey and wet looking (see photo above) so taking the brolly along was a good decision!  Got as far as the ‘cross over road’ near the roundabout on the main road and the heavens opened up.

That corner is actually the 1km mark so a quick turn around and heading downhill for home with the brolly sort of keeping me dry made it 2km for the day.  Let’s just say, small as that total was, after not doing much walking over the hot summer we just had that was the longest distance in a while – apart from that recent day in the city……when The Golfer walked the feet off me 😎

Here’s hoping we have a wet Winter, the ground is so dry and plants are suffering.  As I scooted round the back of the house and up onto the deck I’m sure I heard the garden said ‘thank you’ for the small downpour even tho’ I wasn’t too impressed.

Monday Murals…..

Often on a Monday Andrew (High Riser) shows photos of murals – joining in with a weekly meme called just that…..Monday Murals.

A couple of weeks ago we spent some time up on the Murray at Echuca – and with a forecast of better weather than the last time (when it was so cold we spent most of the time inside) this time we planned to go out and about exploring within an hour’s drive.

Rochester is just under a half hour drive away through flatfish farming land, some sheep and loads of cattle to be seen, particularly those lovely black and white herds of Holstein Friesians so prevalent in northern Victoria because they are part and parcel of our dairy industry

After lunch at the historic Shamrock Hotel  it was just a short walk over the train tracks to see what we came for.  The art on the disused silos.  Featuring a Squirrel Glider and an Azure Kingfisher painted by Jimmy Dvate.

A few media items

http://www.graincorp.com.au/about-graincorp/siloart

https://www.commercialrealestate.com.au/news/grenfell-is-the-latest-rural-town-to-join-the-silo-art-trail-with-mural-by-melbourne-artist-heesco/

https://www.abc.net.au/news/2018-06-30/rochester-cashes-in-on-silo-art-trail-lexplosion/9918800

From a distance:-

Front on:-

Cropped:-  Squirrel Glider

Cropped:-  Azure Kingfisher

I had to wait for ages because people would drive in and park right slap back in front of them.  Consequently I only managed one  ‘goodish’ photo.

Sami hosts Monday Murals and if you would like to see more – follow this link.

Tired, cranky…..

It’s taking me a while to get used to the ‘different ways’ of the new GP’s practice I moved to a little while ago.  Receiving a text reminding me to make an appointment for a flu jab came as a surprise;  I’d never experienced reminders before, had always been left to my own devices where things like that were concerned.  It made me wonder if this was the way of the future??

During one of my initial appointments earlier this year I mentioned that Mr Insomnia had been visiting again and that age old problem I have of sometimes feeling very tired, weary and very cranky had returned.

‘Before we do any blood tests to see if there are any underlying problems tell me about your sleep patterns’ my lovely new Dr asked.  ‘I wake at all hours of the night and find it hard to go back to sleep.’  ‘Maybe you need a sleep study’ she said, and asked if I kept noting the time on the clock.  Because that will make sleeplessness seem worse than it is.  

So then we talked about various methods to ‘supposedly’ ensure a good nights sleep.  You know, slowing down earlier in the evening, warm drink, warm bath/shower, close off all electronic stuff.  Things we’re all familiar with.  She didn’t quite go as far as this though  – 

but did ask if I slept with an animal.  Then there were tears as I told her, no, our last one Kiera had been gone for nearly a year.  ‘You know some of us get stress relief from close contact with pets, cats especially’ – tell me something I don’t know I laughingly told her.

As she was printing off the pathology request form I did tell her about the sleeping habits of the one who shares my bed 

Oh, I don’t have an answer for that problem apart from make sure your spare bed is ready for when his snoring wakes you or for you to ask ‘him’ get a sleep study done 🙂

They won’t buy it……

This ‘moving things on’ lark is still taking up some of my time.  Yesterday I decided it was best to load up the car before I broke my neck trying to manoeuvre around the bags of things in the hallway and pass all those unneeded items on to the lovely helpers in the nearby Op Shops. Op – opportunity…..aka elsewhere as Charity Shops – Thrift Shops

Sadly here in my area little ‘you never know what you’ll find’ ones are a thing of the past – a lot of the big charities have moved into barn like structures and have raised their prices way above what anyone would reasonably pay for something not brand new.  If the amount of stock they have available is anything to go by they don’t seem to have problems with donations.

Well, donations that they actually want that is.

The other week, we ……The Golfer and I…..went out into the garage to sort through the luggage.  All packed in black garbage bags and neatly stacked in a old cabinet. There were various suitcases of all shapes and sizes, travel bags, cabin bags, back packs and The Golfer’s pièce de résistance….something he used regularly and has held on to for years.  His ‘very expensive at the time’ garment bag.  Similar to this one

Do you remember the years of the two bag allowance for the hold plus carry on and various other personal bits and pieces at no extra cost……..now a thing of the past in economy on most airlines.  Years ago we used to do round the world flights visiting rellies in Asia, U.K  and Canada, take in an Air Force reunion for The Golfer necessitating a suit and accessories,  and then after being nice and polite with family and others treat ourselves to a ‘just the two of us’ holiday for the last lap.  Different climates as well as different situations needed different clothing!   So put to use for for many business trips as well as a second bag on those long haul holidays that garment bag served him well.

‘One checked bag only unless you pay for more’ put an end to the amount of clothes we took – cases on four wheels are easier for (ahem) us older ones; on the ocassion he does need a suit he’s developed an easy crease proof way of packing it so the much loved sturdy ‘carry my wardrobe over my shoulder’ bag was relinquished and put on the op shop pile.

Which would have been good……if they had taken it!

Back entrance of these big ‘Family Stores’ is usually where donations go – the person receiving at big place #1 said we don’t take luggage of any sort……….#2 said as it wasn’t on wheels they didn’t want it (“we get enough old fashioned ‘crap’ (his words!) without taking any more”)…..#3 politely said they might have a problem selling it so they’d rather not accept it!  In other words….bin it!

There was no way That was going to happen so I went to a smaller place in a closer to the city suburb, where a very nice volunteer smiled when she saw it, remarked on its good condition and said ‘I had a customer ask about this very same item only the other day.  He’s a regular so I’ll give him a ring and see if he’s still interested”

Lol I didn’t think the old adage of ‘it’s not what you know but who you know’ applied in the world of op shop shopping where it’s usually ‘first in best dressed’ but obviously in some cases it does.  And if you’re lucky they might even buy it 😊

 

Through different eyes….

This is what greeted me on opening the blinds yesterday.

A cool start to the morning with a Chicken Little sky that definitely looked as though it was falling – not dropping acorns but low foggy cloud lol

Oh this looks like it’s going to be a Chair – Book – Coffee – Morning 😊

Wanting/needing something different to sink my teeth into I had a little think and up to the plate stepped Peter Pan!

Discovered lurking in my iBooks whilst I was doing a tidy up/ clear out on the iPad……. you know, that cull you do when you realise all those things you ‘saved’ weren’t really that necessary after all.  Articles you kept to read later, patterns you were going to knit sometime, timetables that have now changed….get the picture.

Years ago someone put me onto a site called Project Gutenberg (gutenberg.org) where you are able to download books – as in old classics and the like – for free.  It’s amazing what can be found there.  Anyway, at the time I had an interest in children’s literature, particularly books that for some reason I’d never read as a child, and this was my chance to have them at my fingertips without waiting for a library hold to appear.  Some may go – some may stay. We’ll just have to see how I feel.   Like the crockery in the laundry cupboard, they don’t take up much room and they’re always available if I want/need them lol

So yesterday I spent a little time with Peter, Tinker Bell, Wendy, John and Michael.  Also Mr & Mrs Darling and the big Newfoundland dog Nana they employed as a nurse (nanny)

A bit like Alice in Wonderland – an old book I ‘read’ for the first time last year – it’s Total Fantasy!

I haven’t read too much yet but I’ve ‘turned’ page after page enthralled yet mystified…..first it’s sweet….then it’s sour.

…..So he told her about the beginning of fairies…..…“You see, Wendy, when the first baby laughed for the first time, its laugh broke into a thousand pieces, and they all went skipping about, and that was the beginning of fairies.”
And so,” he went on good naturedly, “there ought to be one fairy for every boy and girl.”
Ought to be?  Isn’t there?”
“No, you see children know such a lot now, they soon don’t believe in fairies, and every time a child says, ‘I don’t believe in fairies,’ there is a fairy somewhere that falls down dead.”…..

And then there were The Lost Boys!

……“Who are they?”
“They are the children who fall out of their perambulators when the nurse is looking the other way. If they are not claimed in seven days they are sent far away to the Neverland to defray expenses. I’m captain.”
“What fun it must be!”
“Yes,” said cunning Peter, “but we are rather lonely. You see we have no female companionship.”
“Are none of the others girls?”
“Oh, no; girls, you know, are much too clever to fall out of their prams.”…..

Excerpt From: J. M. Barrie. “Peter Pan.” iBooks.

I didn’t get too far because by mid morning nature had changed her mind and this was what was to been seen outside the window 😎  There were some garden jobs needed doing and this was a good day to do them!

And here we are on a very dark Monday morning.  With a bit of luck today will be pleasantly warm (26c/78f) sunny and dry as will the rest of the week – or so the weather man says.

But back to Peter and Wendy and what’s on my mind…….I’m wondering do you think I’ll read too much into it reading as an adult…..is it a child’s story best read ‘to them’ so the words can be absorbed giving their imagination and reasoning time to work….rather than them read the story themselves and miss a lot.

It’s nearly brekkie time now, porridge, yogurt with fresh strawberries and a nice cuppa tea this morning.  The Golfer will be off out ‘you know where’ so I’ll settle down later (or maybe even earlier) and read a bit more in the sunshine  😎

What are you planning to do this Monday- have you read any children’s books such as Peter Pan as an adult, through different eyes?

It’s definitely not easy….

Down here in Australia a laundry on the south side of the house means limited sunshine.  Creamy white walls and  white appliances don’t always make a difference and a quick glance in there one morning last week made me think I was looking into the black hole of Calcutta.  Oh bummer, The Golfer had been up in the cupboard trying to find something and walked away without closing the overhead doors.

A little awkward for short of stature me because the cupboards were put up many years ago well before this particular freezer was bought; however it’s amazing what you can do with a long handled broom instead of resorting to bringing the steps in and leaning over😊

When it was a bit lighter I began to wonder exactly what was up there in those cupboards – wondering when it was last used and would it be used again

It was full of all the things used ‘occasionally’ –  bowls, plates, serving dishes, glasses, assorted  items used for family gatherings, long ago dinner parties, ladies coffee mornings, even BBQs.  Lots of glass and pottery but also some lovely old fashioned china bits.  The cupboard beside the freezer was littered with things we’d used recently but not returned ……the bowls I use for Christmas puddings needed to go elsewhere as well as the orange ‘weighs a ton’ casserole with the posh French name I inherited from my aunt.

Why so much?  Big families needed lots of extra stuff.  We entertained a lot.  I was working and wanted it all  But like lots of us – not just any ol’ thing!

During the 1980s the big dept stores like Myer David Jones, Harris Scarfe, had the most wonderful sales of bowls and platters and glasses. Popular brands of the day like  Orrefors – Kosta Boda – Krosno – even Bohemia (who as well as their famous cut crystal bowls made table glassware in plain simple lines like the Nancy ones) all made their way home with me.  

So before I closed the doors I looked and remembered the happiness, the fun and laughter associated with it all – and decided it could stay there a wee while longer.  It’s not doing any harm, it’s out of the way, some of it does actually get used (now and again) and I’m sure the girls will find homes for the pieces they don’t want😊

Everything back in place….needed the steps after all.  Now it’s clean and tidy.

Maybe I’m not just ready to do a lot of death cleaning yet.  How about you?