Such a cheesy week…..


One that started with a trip to deliver the finally finished sampler to the new home owners along with a lot of unused household paraphernalia being given a new lease of life in a new household with much younger owners who will use it.

There was much more than these few items, I went through many cupboards/drawers thinking “do I need several xxxx , do I need three sets of xxxx, is there a need for all those sets of glasses – all those xxxxx,…..you get the idea. Then photos flew across…wherever they fly….and it was ‘Yes please’ or ‘No thank you’ time
So big smiles from me seeing empty spaces and big smiles from them receiving gifts of things with lots of life left in them

Spring seems to have finally got the message so having some bright sunny (not too cool) mornings early last week meant I could breakfast outside (a very simple one this particular day). A quiet time that sets me up for the day- no tv or radio – just me, myself and I plus a book or maybe some birdsong if I’m lucky…..one that definitely brings a smile to my face.

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Now you’re probably wondering why I’m smiling over a spindly looking Australian native red bottle brush (Callistemon) – something which seemingly is ‘ long lived, requires minimal maintenance and almost impossible to kill’ source

A few years ago the council planted several around the car park of the ‘local’ shops. This is the only one to survive. They didn’t die from ‘natural causes’ ….no some young hooligans vandals horrible little so and sos thought it funny one night to try and destroy them. Pulling them up or breaking the stems on the ones they couldn’t get out. As I said this is the only one to survive – and doesn’t it look grand with those crimson coloured ‘bottlebrush’ shaped flowers.

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Another trip (half hour from home) out into the Valley on a cloudy day, noticing the amount of growth the vines are putting out, seeing the area waking up and coming alive again, had us smiling at the thought of happy winegrowers rubbing their hands in glee.
St Hubert’s ( or Hubert’s Estate as they like to be called now) are looking for hospitality staff, there’s a confident feeling about a good season ahead.


But……there’s also a few months between now and the middle of February when picking starts and you never know what the ‘weather gods’ have in store for anyone farming there….so…you just never know how things will pan out. There could or there could not be big smiles at the end of it.

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You know, even though they are put there to ‘advertise’ how to get help in a ‘sad situation’ – the sight of another Australian native, this time a marsupial, a wombat, often seems to always bring a smile to people’s faces.

https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wombat

Sadly they are often involved in the ‘sad situations’….being nocturnal, slow moving with dark fur they often end up injured or even as road kill. Seemingly a group of them is called a wisdom – you often wonder why they don’t use some of it and stay off the road

Tuesday just gone – October 22nd was International Wombat Day
https://www.daysoftheyear.com/days/wombat-day/

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Most of my time and smiles this week have been directed towards ‘our big girl’ who flew in from the west for a few days. She enjoyed time with family and old friends as well as reacquainting herself with local suburbs – it’s quite flat (easy walking terrain) where she lives on the coast north of Perth so she was full of smiles at having the chance of a daily walk in a different environment…… round our tree lined undulating ‘hilly’ streets……until her leg muscles reminded her they’d been working in a different manner.

She’s away back home now and I really must get back to visiting blogs and commenting again. I’ve been very lax and it hasn’t been high on my list of things to do recently……(bad blogger) …..that’s about to change

And how about your week……have things gone the way you wanted…….
have you had much to smile about

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Grandma’s Revenge

All the talk recently has been about Grandmas, so here’s a little joke called Grandma’s Revenge.
All us Grannies will understand
Those that don’t will find out why when they get to the end 😊

Grandma’s Revenge

It was Timmy’s 5th birthday
and he had great fun opening all the presents he received.

He was saving the biggest parcels for last
so it was quite a while before he opened Grandma’s present.

“Wow” Timmy shouted in delight
when he saw the drum set his Grandmother had got for him.

“Thanks Grandma this is just what I wanted.”

After Timmy went to bed that night Timmy’s mother approached her mother.

“Ma, I’m surprised at you…..
Don’t you remember how it used to drive you crazy when we used to play the drums in the house growing up?”

Grandma smiled and then said “I remember, of course I remember.”

Now none of us would do that to our children would we!

🧶Everything old is new again….

This is the week I became a Grandma for the first time – 31yrs ago.

……Granny belongs to me – Nana belongs to my children…..
I’m Grandma to my children’s children

October 1993

And if all goes well in a month’s time (last week in November) – I’ll become a GtGrandma …….for the fourth time.

(I did tell you I was old🙂)

There’s been lots of head scratching and thinking as to what I can make (not buy) as a welcome gift……which would usually be a knitted newborn ‘matinee’ set ‘cept this will be a ‘summer babe’ with both parents over 6’ tall who were big (9lb+) babies. The needles will be better used making winter woolies – size and sex will be known by then (parents are still adamant about not knowing the gender until baby is born.

’Our little girl’ suggested – “what about those hanging things”
Hanging things? – “The ones you made for Miss S”

Oh yes, I vaguely remembered x stitching some little wall hangings for the first baby – yes, the very same one above…..

Both need a wash and brush up – and a crease removed!

Anyway I’ve made a start on one but by golly to get to this point has definitely been a lesson in patience.

Remember my recent admission of hanging onto stuff …..well that came in handy because I remembered I’d very carefully stored those charts away.
But where….
Teddy chart found, a little worse for wear so The Golfer scanned and printed a couple for me…..
Bother bother bother – nothing is ever straightforward….

……there were no thread numbers on the key.

So out came the ‘supplies’……
OK, I’ll admit to having an awful lot of threads/floss/silks to choose from😉

As you can see the bears are going to be darker than the original…..the instruments will be different as well. It wasn’t supposed to be that way, I found similar colours but decided otherwise in the end.

Corny as it sounds I’m definitely enjoying this refound feeling of contentment that hand stitching gives. Knitting is great but it’s constant movement whereas this is quieter, more precise. You’re attached to what you’re working on…..more involved.
I like it!

Just one drawback…..even on cool days …….I have to work outside
the eyes – the light
And not being a fan of audiobooks, I can’t read🙁

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Oh, and what has become of Miss S….my first little one…..well……
I can assure you……‘she ain’t little anymore’

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It’s Wednesday so I’m linking to Wednesday Words & Whimsy….. click HERE to find out who dropped by

I’ll also be linking this to Kat’s featured post – Unraveled Wednesday……where the talk is all about craft, books and life in general. You can find out what others are up to HERE.

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📘End of the line…… October

Carrying on with my nearly finished A-Z challenge of finding work by unread authors, I’ve come up with some very short, some very old – as well as some very different ones
A mixture from the library as well as online sources..

The Boy who Lived with the Dead – Kate Ellis 2018

A child haunted by the past . . . A village troubled by secrets …..
…..unsuccessful investigation into the murder of little Jimmy Rudyard in the village of Mabley Ridge. Now a woman has been murdered there and another child is missing, the sole witness being a traumatised boy who lives in a cemetery lodge. Albert’s first investigation was a failure but this time he is determined to find the truth . . . and the missing child.

A very readable story – a 2 day page turner with lots of twists and turns that have you wondering ‘who dun it and why’. The boy in the title lives next to the cemetery, sees things from his window but isn’t believed.
#2 in a series about Inspector Albert Lincoln- I was attracted by the title but definitely try to read more of them.
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The Lost Weekend – Charles R Jackson 1944
Free download available at fadedpage.com HERE.

* Don Birnam is a sensitive, charming and well-read man. Yet when left alone for a few days by his brother, he struggles with his overwhelming desire for alcohol, succumbs to it and, in the resulting prolonged agony, goes over much of his life up to and including the lost weekend..

The Goodreads blurb above says it all. An interesting but confronting read

Also if you have an interest in ‘old movies’ a free(full length) film version (Ray Milland/Jane Wyman) directed by Billy Wilder has recently been added to this site :- https://archive.org/details/the-lost-weekend-1945.
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The Rector – Mrs (Margaret) Oliphant 1861.
Chronicles of Carlingford #1.
Downloaded from Project Gutenberg HERE.
The Rector opens as Carlingford awaits the arrival of their new rector. Will he be high church or low? And – for there are numerous unmarried ladies in Carlingford – will he be a bachelor? .

A very short story written (in the language of the day that some may not enjoy) by Mrs (Margaret) Oliphant- who I had heard about but never come across- dealing with Mr Proctor the new vicar.
Never actually having had a parish of his own before he finds it difficult to communicate with the villagers: especially the females. Made even worse by the fact that his mother, whom he has relocated to the village, continually suggests he needs to be married…..plus he has reservations about whether he has ‘done the right thing’ by moving from his academic post in Oxford.
An interesting little read that has you thinking about what you really want in life
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My Dog Daisy- Jean Ure 2015.
A little chapter book for readers maybe aged about 9, old enough to read by themselves and understand a story plus the ‘hidden emotions’.
Picked for the letter U but turned out to be quite an interesting read…….Lily wants a dog….not feasible in a flat with no garden. She meets Charlotte and Fred (the dog) and a different sort of friendship begins.

This small book (67pgs largish print) covers a lot – teenage anger and moods, friends plus family relationships, ‘boys’ , confronting aging then euthanasia in animals, grief, compromise then finding happiness again.

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I will confess I was hoping to have Simon Van Boy’s Sipsworth as my V author but with just 2 library copies and readers hanging on to their’s for what seems like the allocated lending time my name hasn’t come up (in fact I’m still 3rd on the list!) so when I saw this the other day it came home with me

The Polar Express – Chris Van Allsburg 1985
A story of how a young boy takes a ride to the North Pole on a steam train where he meets Santa Claus and the Elves. A story about believing..

Each of the pages comprises of an almost two page spread picture with words running down one side…..the story itself seemed imaginable and I’m sure children would be able to relate to it but looking at the pictures through adult eyes, apart from a couple, I found them rather dark and overwhelming with a very European look and feel about them. But then again, I’m not familiar with the author and any of his other works.

  • When he gets on the train this is what he finds…..

The train was filled with other children all in their pyjamas and nightgowns. We sang Christmas carols and ate candies with nougat centres as white as snow. We drank hot cocoa as thick and rich as melted chocolate bars.
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Sky Burial – Xinran 2004 nf .
…( Xue) Xinran, a journalist….received a telephone call asking her…. to meet an oddly dressed woman who had just crossed the border from Tibet into China. Xinran….met the woman, called Shu Wen, who recounted the story of her thirty-year odyssey in the vast landscape of Tibet.

And that’s just what this short (as in 156pgs)book is all about. The retelling of Shu Wen’s search for her missing husband , for all to read. A simple (true) tale (interestingly eye opening at times) too detailed and involved for me to describe- the reviews on GR (link above) do it far better than I could. Thoroughly enjoyed it – one I would never have come across except for this challenge – try to find it if you can
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  • Looking for a Z author wasn’t easy – I didn’t fancy any of the library books/authors (shouldn’t be picky I know- a challenge is a challenge) then saw the name Zagat on a list – ooh, sci fi, that’s different.

The Landon Screen – Arthur Leo Zagat 1936.
Free download available at fadedpage.com HERE

At noon the newspapers came out with scare headlines. Every bridge out of the city is closed off by the veil of—what can I call it?.
A cover has shut down over us as if Manhattan were a platter on which a planked steak was being brought from the kitchen of the Ritz-Plaza. ”.
Excerpt from The Lanson Screen Arthur Leo Zagat

About 10yrs ago there was a tv series called Under the Dome…..which told the story of the residents of the fictional small town…..,and how a massive, transparent and indestructible dome suddenly cuts them off from the rest of the world.

Sounds familiar – I didn’t watch the tv series (based on a Stephen King novel) but did read this short story by Arthur Zagat.
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And there you have it……
Similar to the ‘alphabet soup’ challenges linking letters to book titles
here’s my attempt at A-Z of previously unread authors (plus some extras)


Unread Authors 2024

📘February- What’s on the Table.
📘March – What’s on the Table .
📘June – Is it a good fit.
📘July – What are you reading.
📘October- End of the line

Sharing with What’s on your Book Shelf Challenge

What was that all about…..

Unhelpful remarks ….

They must be somewhere

Where did you last see them?

They’ll turn up

What do they look like?

Have you checked your pockets?

And you’re sure you’ve checked everywhere?

You had them earlier

They’ll be in the last place you looked

While this is happening…….

Try the couch

The table

The armchair

The bed

The floor

The sink in the little toilet

The bedside locker

The chest of drawers

The mantelpiece

The laundry

The handbag

The shopping bag

Under the table

Under the chair

Under the couch

Under the bed

Under the papers on the floor

In the fridge

In the front door

Or maybe try the hook by the back door!!

Yes you’ve guessed it – Catherine is looking for her keys lol

(and she’s not going to tell you where she found them😊)

🧶 Could you do me a favour…..

The opening ‘remarks’ of a phone call from someone I haven’t seen for a while.
“You remember xxxxx (a mutual friend now a family counselor)…well she has a little problem”

The result of the conversation is me, after meeting xxxx and hearing it from herself, has agreed to make up (from the knitted parts I was given) a couple of little cardigans for a client who lives out in the bush.
The gist of it is…….XXXX has a contact who knits for her but has injured her hand so everything is on hold, this particular client has a wee baby, the weather is still cold, yes they are odd colours but suitable for this client…..and could I do them as soon as I can please?

Which is why I’m sitting here outside on a cool wet Monday (because the light’s better) wondering how to resurrect someone else’s work

Enjoying the last Camelia and the first Rose of the season

Mind you, before I begin I’m going to enjoy my coffee and ‘half covered’ biscuits as well as try to sneak in some more pages of this month’s book club book. The Dig Tree – Sarah Murgatroyd 2002

The harrowing true story of the Burke and Willis expedition team who took on the Australian wilds 150 years ago–and lost.

https://www.textpublishing.com.au/books/the-dig-tree

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This week Ginny (small things) entertained us with her thoughts on life, a little bit of craft – and books

Pip’s post (meet me at mikes) was also about life and craft – and books with a few other bits thrown in as well

I’ll be sharing this post on Kat’s Wednesday feature – Unraveled Wednesday……where the talk is all about craft, books and life in general. You can find out what others are up to HERE.

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And she sings too….

I’ll admit to not knowing that Maggie Smith had a ‘voice’ and in her younger days ‘used it’. There are lots of clips online of her and Carol Burnett (because comedy was her thing as well) – these two are favourites

Do you ever wonder…..

Do you ever wonder what age you are at to be considered – Old

I’m a little confused…..because in the quote below I’d be classed as
Very Old……..Middle-Old……and…….Old

…..some gerontologists have recognized the diversity of old age by defining sub-groups. .
One study distinguishes the young-old (60 to 69), the middle-old (70 to 79), and the very old (80+).[16] .
Another study’s sub-grouping is young-old (65 to 74), middle-old (75 to 84), and oldest-old (85+).[17].
 A third sub-grouping is young-old (65 to 74), old (74 to 84), and old-old (85+) source

Or should I consider myself Old because like in this second quote – I can’t do things as easily as I used to.

As people get older in years they don’t tend to think of themselves as old until they can’t do something they really want to that they used to be able to do,” says Professor Ibrahim. source

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I’ve been very contemplative since we returned home…..lots of thinking and wondering going on in my head. Wondering if I really am old, thinking about another birthday coming up. How on earth did I get to be 82?

Another week to go and I’ll be there – my birth certificate says that’s true
but my mind says otherwise.

October 1960, just turned 18 , madly in love with The Golfer and wondering what lies ahead

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September 2024 still wondering what lies ahead – and wishing I’d used the tweezers on my chin the day before

(and yes, the little photo-top right hand corner-was taken a while ago🙂)