What foul weather we have had over the last few days a real touch of winter. It hailed slightly about midday Friday 28th September, 2007. The weather man forecast snow this evening, at this point I reckon he's right.
I was reading in the Sun Herald this week that the police are opening a cold case of a hit and run from nearly 30 years ago. Why do this? because the rumour still persists that a police car was the one that killed the man. So they are trying with modern technology to prove their innocence.
I also read the book "The Lady of the Swamp" by Richard Shears (Sphere Books 1981). It has been nearly 29 years since bones were found (1978) in a grave about five kilometres from the home stead where Margaret Clement lived and vanished from in approximately 1952.
The bones were kept by the police and not buried as the coroner ruled they did not have the technology to identify the bones to his complete satisfaction.
Now if the police are going to dig up a cold case to investigate why not have those bones looked at today. I'm sure there must be someone who can say for sure if they are the bones
1. of a native woman or a Caucasian woman
2. the age of the bones and
3. approximately how long they were in the soil and
4 finally how the person died.
I for one would be more interested in this than the hit and run, though of course the man's family would want to know the truth surroundering his death.
Thursday, September 27, 2007
Tuesday, September 25, 2007
Did the Beatles Get it Right?
Yesterday was reading an article in the Sun Herald Tuesday, 25th September, 2007 by Bernard Salt 'Beatles got it just right.' It was discussing the question 'At what point in life do you stop being young and start being middle aged? and when do you leave middle age and become old?
The article said there comes a point in life when these questions enter your consciousness and refuse to leave. I guess that must have been in the last year or so as I had been thinking about this for that long.
Mr. Salt (love the name...salt of the earth and all that!) conducted an on line survey and it turns out most people think that youth ends on your 38th birthday!!! but more interestinly that middle age is entered on the 45th birthday. My question became what about the missing 7 years like an itch it bothered me, what is this gap called?
So where do the Beatles enter the picture Ah well most people thought that old age is not retirement at 65 but the day you turn 63! thus "Will you still need me, will you still feed me when I'm 64?"
So to quote a modern vernacular "is 40 the new 30?"
Mr. Salt believes that a word will tell if you have passed into middle age. The word? "chaperone"
He claims that word "only lives and can only live, amid the chatter of people in their mid-to-late 40's."
I have news for Mr. Salt I am a woman nearing sixty and never used the word or had it used in relationship to me, but the generation in front of me had to have a chaperone! So it really is applicable to people in their 70's not 40's. Mr. Salt should know this, he looks from his picture to be on the wrong side of 45. The same goes for his "I'll pop the kettle on for a cuppa before I toddle off to bed." My mum would say this and if alive today she would be 94! but I have never used that expression in my life.
I use the word chops. What else do you call loin chops but chops? and postie for the postman I worked for Australia Post and even the people twenty-five years younger than I referred to them as such. Those people would now be in their early 30's!!! so perhaps these are not 'old' words. As for 'wireless' no, for me it has always has been the radio.
As for the weather, with the drought it has become a major topic of conversation, will the rain fill the dams enough to loosen the water restrictions etc?
Let us look at these questions logically. The life span is approximately 81 years, which can be divided into three equal parts. Youth to 28th bithday, middlre age till 55th birthday and old age after that. I have explained my 'theory' to my two middle aged children Donald now 33 and Meg now 30 and my 'youth' child Kath now 26 and fast approaching middle age. But they didn't like it one bit. Too young I guess to get it, but give them another twenty years and they will see things differently.
Grow old gracefully.
The article said there comes a point in life when these questions enter your consciousness and refuse to leave. I guess that must have been in the last year or so as I had been thinking about this for that long.
Mr. Salt (love the name...salt of the earth and all that!) conducted an on line survey and it turns out most people think that youth ends on your 38th birthday!!! but more interestinly that middle age is entered on the 45th birthday. My question became what about the missing 7 years like an itch it bothered me, what is this gap called?
So where do the Beatles enter the picture Ah well most people thought that old age is not retirement at 65 but the day you turn 63! thus "Will you still need me, will you still feed me when I'm 64?"
So to quote a modern vernacular "is 40 the new 30?"
Mr. Salt believes that a word will tell if you have passed into middle age. The word? "chaperone"
He claims that word "only lives and can only live, amid the chatter of people in their mid-to-late 40's."
I have news for Mr. Salt I am a woman nearing sixty and never used the word or had it used in relationship to me, but the generation in front of me had to have a chaperone! So it really is applicable to people in their 70's not 40's. Mr. Salt should know this, he looks from his picture to be on the wrong side of 45. The same goes for his "I'll pop the kettle on for a cuppa before I toddle off to bed." My mum would say this and if alive today she would be 94! but I have never used that expression in my life.
I use the word chops. What else do you call loin chops but chops? and postie for the postman I worked for Australia Post and even the people twenty-five years younger than I referred to them as such. Those people would now be in their early 30's!!! so perhaps these are not 'old' words. As for 'wireless' no, for me it has always has been the radio.
As for the weather, with the drought it has become a major topic of conversation, will the rain fill the dams enough to loosen the water restrictions etc?
Let us look at these questions logically. The life span is approximately 81 years, which can be divided into three equal parts. Youth to 28th bithday, middlre age till 55th birthday and old age after that. I have explained my 'theory' to my two middle aged children Donald now 33 and Meg now 30 and my 'youth' child Kath now 26 and fast approaching middle age. But they didn't like it one bit. Too young I guess to get it, but give them another twenty years and they will see things differently.
Grow old gracefully.
Monday, September 24, 2007
Mad Men Drivers.
Why is it that when you put some men behind the wheel of a car they think they own the road?
Friday 21st Sept I was driving and turned left from Sherrin St into Crinigan Road, Morwell, to find myself behind a long flat bed truck doing 20 kms up the hill. Anyone local knows that it is a very steep hill and impossible to pass anything as there is no visibility. So I was stuck but not unduly concerned as I was going to a friends' house to drop off something and they live ony about ten houses up from the corner. The truck went slower and slower as the gradient increased. I was near where I needed to turn so put on my indicator and low and behold, the truck (without indicating) pulls over, RIGHT ACROSS THE DRIVEWAY of my friend's house!! Then indicates to me that I can overtake him. I signal as best I can that I want to go into the driveway that he has just blocked. He gets the message and pulls up further along the street, but no sooner was I in the driveway than he revesed back and BLOCKED ME IN.
I get out of the car and go to him and tell him I'm only dropping of something and will be a few minutes. He says he has a delivery and will take less time. Turns out he is delivering to my friend. But there was a problem and of course I am finished before he has even unpcked the furniture on the back of the truck. So I have to ask him to move again, which he did. But this time he is blocking the road and does not signel me that the road is clear I waited a full minute but nothing comes over the crest of the hill. I realise he has the shits with me and is not going to give me the all clear, so I take a chance. Lucklily there were no cars coming.
I then drove down town to see Meg and pick up some money she owed me. I am driving along Princes Drive, Morwell, in the Traralgon direction and of course there is no parking spot outside Curves, the National Bank or McNair Hurle where Meg works. Then a car starts to reverse out. I check my rear view and there is a flat bed little truck behind me but it is at the pawn shop so I stop to let the car out so I can get the parking spot. The lights at the intersection with the Post office changed to red and the truck wizzes up behind me and overtakes across the unbroken line to speed up to the red light where of course it has to stop. However because of it the car backing out had to stop in case the truck swerved in and hit it. But then the car finally came out. I parked and got out and the light was still red the car was now behind the truck and two more cars were pulling up when the light changed. The idiot male driver had gained nothing by his recklessness.
On Saturday 22 Sept I am driving down Kosciuszko St, Traralgon, and trying to turn left on to the Highway. Of cousre BOTH lanes right back past the golf course are full but as I am only going to Beryl's which is about five houses from the corner I check the bike lane and it is clear, so I turn and start driving along it. I signel as I approach Bery's house and from the house before hers comes a flat bed little truck (am I being cursed by flat bed trucks???) and it doesn't stop but comes out into the bike lane and blocks me off!! I point to Beryl's and my indicator and that I am turning and for him to go back into his drive. He finally gets the message and goes back in. THANK YOU.. It was some time before he got out as I had unpacked the car and was going into Beryl's backyard when he went past.
When I was leaving Beryl's, again turning left onto the Highway, there was traffic in both lanes from The BP station all the way back to the Golf course, so I floored the car and took off.
The car behind me (NOT A FLAT BED TRUCK) must have been doing closer to 90 than the 70 it should have been doing because I had got about five houses when it was right behind me, I was doing 65 by then. Only another two houses and I moved out of his way back into the bike lane as I was turning at Washington St and as he passed me he gave me the finger and pushed his horn. And I had moved out of his way as soon as I could! how rude. So I beeped him back, I have horn too, Ar..hole.
Friday 21st Sept I was driving and turned left from Sherrin St into Crinigan Road, Morwell, to find myself behind a long flat bed truck doing 20 kms up the hill. Anyone local knows that it is a very steep hill and impossible to pass anything as there is no visibility. So I was stuck but not unduly concerned as I was going to a friends' house to drop off something and they live ony about ten houses up from the corner. The truck went slower and slower as the gradient increased. I was near where I needed to turn so put on my indicator and low and behold, the truck (without indicating) pulls over, RIGHT ACROSS THE DRIVEWAY of my friend's house!! Then indicates to me that I can overtake him. I signal as best I can that I want to go into the driveway that he has just blocked. He gets the message and pulls up further along the street, but no sooner was I in the driveway than he revesed back and BLOCKED ME IN.
I get out of the car and go to him and tell him I'm only dropping of something and will be a few minutes. He says he has a delivery and will take less time. Turns out he is delivering to my friend. But there was a problem and of course I am finished before he has even unpcked the furniture on the back of the truck. So I have to ask him to move again, which he did. But this time he is blocking the road and does not signel me that the road is clear I waited a full minute but nothing comes over the crest of the hill. I realise he has the shits with me and is not going to give me the all clear, so I take a chance. Lucklily there were no cars coming.
I then drove down town to see Meg and pick up some money she owed me. I am driving along Princes Drive, Morwell, in the Traralgon direction and of course there is no parking spot outside Curves, the National Bank or McNair Hurle where Meg works. Then a car starts to reverse out. I check my rear view and there is a flat bed little truck behind me but it is at the pawn shop so I stop to let the car out so I can get the parking spot. The lights at the intersection with the Post office changed to red and the truck wizzes up behind me and overtakes across the unbroken line to speed up to the red light where of course it has to stop. However because of it the car backing out had to stop in case the truck swerved in and hit it. But then the car finally came out. I parked and got out and the light was still red the car was now behind the truck and two more cars were pulling up when the light changed. The idiot male driver had gained nothing by his recklessness.
On Saturday 22 Sept I am driving down Kosciuszko St, Traralgon, and trying to turn left on to the Highway. Of cousre BOTH lanes right back past the golf course are full but as I am only going to Beryl's which is about five houses from the corner I check the bike lane and it is clear, so I turn and start driving along it. I signel as I approach Bery's house and from the house before hers comes a flat bed little truck (am I being cursed by flat bed trucks???) and it doesn't stop but comes out into the bike lane and blocks me off!! I point to Beryl's and my indicator and that I am turning and for him to go back into his drive. He finally gets the message and goes back in. THANK YOU.. It was some time before he got out as I had unpacked the car and was going into Beryl's backyard when he went past.
When I was leaving Beryl's, again turning left onto the Highway, there was traffic in both lanes from The BP station all the way back to the Golf course, so I floored the car and took off.
The car behind me (NOT A FLAT BED TRUCK) must have been doing closer to 90 than the 70 it should have been doing because I had got about five houses when it was right behind me, I was doing 65 by then. Only another two houses and I moved out of his way back into the bike lane as I was turning at Washington St and as he passed me he gave me the finger and pushed his horn. And I had moved out of his way as soon as I could! how rude. So I beeped him back, I have horn too, Ar..hole.
Thursday, September 13, 2007
TAFE Cancelled
I was having my afternoon nap on Wednesday when my mobile rang. A young voice on the line says she is Clare form Gippstafe and that Catherine's class for tomorrow is cancelled. I think I answered something like "Oh that's great, wonderful, thanks." Then I went back to sleep.
I woke up about 6 p.m. and thought I had dreamt it was going to be a free day tomorrow. I was just about to call Beryl when the landline rang and it was Beryl saying that when she got the call she told the young girl that she would not be in to Barbara's class as she was not well.
So I arranged with Kylie to come and pick her up at 9.20 a.m. so we could go to Subway for breakfest before picking up "Dead Poet's Society" from Video Ezy. (They would not let Beryl take the video and put it on my free card!!)
Got to Kylie's and she and her friend Liz were not ready. By the time we left it was 10.05 a.m.
We got to Beryl's at 10.40.a.m. and by the time she chatted ect we didn't put the DVD on till 11.05 a.m. and then of course her T.V. buggered up so we had to pack everything up and go aroung to Cliff's.
Kylie and Liz decided to go to The Plaza instead and shop. So I dropped them off. It was just Beryl and I. Of course I stopped the video to pick up points but Beryl got annoyed she just wanted to watch the film straight through.
So I gave it to her overnight but what good it will do her I don't know as with the hold slipping all the time it is really annoying to try to watch on her set.
I said that we would watch it again on Saturday and this time we would watch it straight through. But she has to come to Cliff's early.
Got home at 2.30 p.m. when I expected to get home at 1 p.m. but it was still FOUND TIME. As TAFE doesn't finish till 3.30 p.m.
I woke up about 6 p.m. and thought I had dreamt it was going to be a free day tomorrow. I was just about to call Beryl when the landline rang and it was Beryl saying that when she got the call she told the young girl that she would not be in to Barbara's class as she was not well.
So I arranged with Kylie to come and pick her up at 9.20 a.m. so we could go to Subway for breakfest before picking up "Dead Poet's Society" from Video Ezy. (They would not let Beryl take the video and put it on my free card!!)
Got to Kylie's and she and her friend Liz were not ready. By the time we left it was 10.05 a.m.
We got to Beryl's at 10.40.a.m. and by the time she chatted ect we didn't put the DVD on till 11.05 a.m. and then of course her T.V. buggered up so we had to pack everything up and go aroung to Cliff's.
Kylie and Liz decided to go to The Plaza instead and shop. So I dropped them off. It was just Beryl and I. Of course I stopped the video to pick up points but Beryl got annoyed she just wanted to watch the film straight through.
So I gave it to her overnight but what good it will do her I don't know as with the hold slipping all the time it is really annoying to try to watch on her set.
I said that we would watch it again on Saturday and this time we would watch it straight through. But she has to come to Cliff's early.
Got home at 2.30 p.m. when I expected to get home at 1 p.m. but it was still FOUND TIME. As TAFE doesn't finish till 3.30 p.m.
Tuesday, September 11, 2007
Blah! another Dead Cat.
It is one of those weeks. I am feeling BLAH! Started with last Friday. I swear I thought it must have been Friday the 13th. I got home from driving to Brian's, with the book orders, and what should I see but what looked like a cat on my fence. What the? I thought. So I get out of the car and go to the front fence to see. As I approach I see it is a cat. A dead cat, a very dead cat. I am thinking some sick bastard has run it over and hung it on my fence. Then I look closer. It's paws are pushing against the fence. Then it hits me. It has tried to jump the fence and its head has fallen between the palings. It has panicked and tried to pull free instead of lifting its head up. It has strangled itself.
I don't have time to do anything about it. I had woken a half hour early and decided to go on the internet and do some research for my writing and lost track of the time, the next thing I know it it an hour later. Hurry hurry hurry!!!
I go pick up Kylie and show her the dead cat. Then down to I-Gain to meet Beryl. I take the big bags out of my car and put them in Beryl's. My handbag is on Kylie's side so I tell her to grab it. I have left the keys in the car. No problem as I have an automatic door locking system. Kylie decided to be helpful and pushed her button down and slamed her door before I even knew what she intended.
No time to wait. Lucky I had my bag. On the way to TAFE I rang Cliff and asked him to call the RACV to come and open the car. He had to wait half an hour and did not get to the shop till 10 a.m. He opens at 9.30 a.m. on Thursday and Friday.
Get back the first mark from Play and find I got the lowest in the seven that handed in their work. 16 out of 20. He said I had confused the play with the screen format. I though we had only been given the PLAY format!! just different versions.
Late getting back to Morwell as Beryl wanted to chat to Phil the student and then Phil the teacher.
She dropped me off at Work Solutions. I was exactly on time only to find that Wade was called away to Leongatha and was running late. Ross rang him and then asked me could I come back in half an hour. I said it was impossible. I'd only given him that time under duress of the phone call he had made on Thursday. But I had missed the appointment on Tuesday, because he had forgot to put it in the computer and I did not get the reminder.
Got to the shop told Cliff what was happening then Beryl arrived to take me to my car. When I got back Meg was waiting so we went off to lunch. They did not have the lunch I wanted so had to order something else.
Back at the shop I showed Cliff all the things Lena had thrown out. Even he was surprised at some of them.
Had to go to Center Link and here my luck changed. Usually I have to wait 15-30 minutes but I was seen within five minutes.
Luck continued when I got home, the dead cat was gone. The owners must have come looking for it. I dreaded ringing the council and getting them to come.
Phone call from Kath. Nathen was not going to bring Kirsten down could I please come up and pick her up. Was annoyed with Kirsten as Meg told me that she had told her that she (Kirsten) was bored when she came to Poppy Cliff's. After all the running around we do!! So I told her this would be the last week end we would have her, seeing as she was so bored with us. Kirsten then got upset. But I would not change my mind.
On Saturday Cliff had to drop her off at Meg's on his way to work so that Meg could drive her to Newbourgh for her soccer presentation at the skating rink. Then Nathen dropped her off again at the shop so we had her while Kath worked Saturday night.
All the kids were in the car and Cliff was surprised at Jasmine remembering him and running up and wanting a cuddle and a kiss.
Then he had to take Kirsten to the Sunday market for the day and she wanted him to buy everything she saw. After last time he put his foot down and said no. He then had to drop her off at Don Jr's so she could see his kids and Nathen and Kath were coming to pick her up from there.
Still could not get hold of "Dead Poet's Society." Turns out Vicky had it last week but she said she returned it but then someone else has taked it and I booked it for Tuesday. But the young man said I would have to be put down for Tuesday for a week so Beryl said she would go get it and I told her to keep her mobile on so I could ring her. But the boy did not ring. So on Wednesday I rang the store and yes it was in so I told them Beryl would come. Then tried ringing her house at 10.30 a.m. and 11 a.m. then realised she was at drawing classes in Morwell so I tried her mobile and the bitch had it turned off. So now I don't know when she will pick it up, will have to try her later this afternoon.
I don't have time to do anything about it. I had woken a half hour early and decided to go on the internet and do some research for my writing and lost track of the time, the next thing I know it it an hour later. Hurry hurry hurry!!!
I go pick up Kylie and show her the dead cat. Then down to I-Gain to meet Beryl. I take the big bags out of my car and put them in Beryl's. My handbag is on Kylie's side so I tell her to grab it. I have left the keys in the car. No problem as I have an automatic door locking system. Kylie decided to be helpful and pushed her button down and slamed her door before I even knew what she intended.
No time to wait. Lucky I had my bag. On the way to TAFE I rang Cliff and asked him to call the RACV to come and open the car. He had to wait half an hour and did not get to the shop till 10 a.m. He opens at 9.30 a.m. on Thursday and Friday.
Get back the first mark from Play and find I got the lowest in the seven that handed in their work. 16 out of 20. He said I had confused the play with the screen format. I though we had only been given the PLAY format!! just different versions.
Late getting back to Morwell as Beryl wanted to chat to Phil the student and then Phil the teacher.
She dropped me off at Work Solutions. I was exactly on time only to find that Wade was called away to Leongatha and was running late. Ross rang him and then asked me could I come back in half an hour. I said it was impossible. I'd only given him that time under duress of the phone call he had made on Thursday. But I had missed the appointment on Tuesday, because he had forgot to put it in the computer and I did not get the reminder.
Got to the shop told Cliff what was happening then Beryl arrived to take me to my car. When I got back Meg was waiting so we went off to lunch. They did not have the lunch I wanted so had to order something else.
Back at the shop I showed Cliff all the things Lena had thrown out. Even he was surprised at some of them.
Had to go to Center Link and here my luck changed. Usually I have to wait 15-30 minutes but I was seen within five minutes.
Luck continued when I got home, the dead cat was gone. The owners must have come looking for it. I dreaded ringing the council and getting them to come.
Phone call from Kath. Nathen was not going to bring Kirsten down could I please come up and pick her up. Was annoyed with Kirsten as Meg told me that she had told her that she (Kirsten) was bored when she came to Poppy Cliff's. After all the running around we do!! So I told her this would be the last week end we would have her, seeing as she was so bored with us. Kirsten then got upset. But I would not change my mind.
On Saturday Cliff had to drop her off at Meg's on his way to work so that Meg could drive her to Newbourgh for her soccer presentation at the skating rink. Then Nathen dropped her off again at the shop so we had her while Kath worked Saturday night.
All the kids were in the car and Cliff was surprised at Jasmine remembering him and running up and wanting a cuddle and a kiss.
Then he had to take Kirsten to the Sunday market for the day and she wanted him to buy everything she saw. After last time he put his foot down and said no. He then had to drop her off at Don Jr's so she could see his kids and Nathen and Kath were coming to pick her up from there.
Still could not get hold of "Dead Poet's Society." Turns out Vicky had it last week but she said she returned it but then someone else has taked it and I booked it for Tuesday. But the young man said I would have to be put down for Tuesday for a week so Beryl said she would go get it and I told her to keep her mobile on so I could ring her. But the boy did not ring. So on Wednesday I rang the store and yes it was in so I told them Beryl would come. Then tried ringing her house at 10.30 a.m. and 11 a.m. then realised she was at drawing classes in Morwell so I tried her mobile and the bitch had it turned off. So now I don't know when she will pick it up, will have to try her later this afternoon.
Blah!
Been feeling like crap over Tuesday and Wednesday haven't left the bed no less gone out and forget Curves! Nothing specfic wrong just blah!
Thursday, September 6, 2007
Recycling
There is recyling and recyling. This is really a rant about Lena. I went throught ny paper etc recycling bin and removed the following items that she had thrown out-
4 newspapers, that I had not read, including one still in its plastic wrap.
4 magazines Home Beautiful, Woman's day etc this years date that I was keeping
to remove articles.
2 crossword puzzle books I had not completed.
1 paper bag containing a lavender bear that Cliff gave me for my drawers.
1 green cardboard matt for my picture frame still in its wrap with the $4.00
sticker still on it. (It is now bend in three places and I don't know if I can
straighten it!)
1 packet of unopened clips to secure cupboard doors
1 Tarot card Knight of Pentacles (It must have fallen on the floor) I would
have noticed next time I used them and of course the pack is useless without it.
1 playing card the five of hearts (There goes the deck when one card is missing)
1 Cover of my umbrella
1 teaspoon (nothing wrong with it)
1 cardboard folder with "Souvenir Photograph" written in 1/4 inch letters on it,
containing a photo of me and my ex husband at Magic Mountain Qlds
2 sets of notes on the novel "Moll Flanders" both in their plastic pockets.
1 Traralgon RSL booklet ( that I though had not come!) with all the 6 give
away coupons still intact because it was thrown away. Useless now! as it
was last month's.
3 elastic hair ties in good condition.
2 Get well Cards still in plastic wrap.
1 Pre-paid AP post card in its plastic wrap
12 sheets of writing paper that fell out of a writing set
(The envelopes are still in the set on the desk!)
1 unused aerogramme
1 pad of Thank You Notes still in the plastic wrap
2 inserts for my reusable shopping bags
2 cardboard video covers
2 opened packets of scrapbooking stickers (only some used)
2 unopened packets of scrapbooking stickers
1 Silver chain (for a pendent) unopened in its plastic bag.
4 Christmas cards left over from last Christmas UNUSED
4 Tattslotto coupons (uncehecked)
1 A4 writing pad (full and unused)
2 letters from a solicitor re my step mother's estate.
2 letters congratulating me on winning prizes in competitions, (which I
keep and put in a book)
1 current mortagee deposit book (I spent an HOUR looking for it! Finally went
to the bank and ordered another one a total ot two hours of wasted time!!)
3 instruction manuals , digital camera, Binatone phone system and my
unused MP3 player
1 Receipt book (13 out of 100 coupons only used)
1 Little Aths coupon 20 years old that I have saved from my sons days in sports
1 Membership card for UndercoverWear
1 Membership card for Donut King
2 Pokie pay out slips total value 80 cents (You can take them to Melbourne
I have about six, they are the ones I forget to cash in at the time!)
1 note book on words and their meaning that I use while working on for my
Dictionary
1 Womans World magazine dated July 4th 1979 that I borrowed from Cliff
1 card that I made at a work shop at a craft fair recently
1 envelop containing material on writng, a badge with POV on it and a good
luck stone (This was a Christmas present from Catherine, my writing teacher.)
1 letter from Tatts with $9:65 cheque attached (not in envelope)
1 letter from Priceline with $9:87 Dicount Voucher attached (not in envelope)
and finally
1 envelope with coupon inside for $25 dollars worth of seafood (not expired)
Most of these itens I had placed on my dinning room table.
Questions: Is she blind?
Doesn't she bother to LOOK
or is it a matter of on the table or floor (it doesn't matter which) it is into the rubbish?
4 newspapers, that I had not read, including one still in its plastic wrap.
4 magazines Home Beautiful, Woman's day etc this years date that I was keeping
to remove articles.
2 crossword puzzle books I had not completed.
1 paper bag containing a lavender bear that Cliff gave me for my drawers.
1 green cardboard matt for my picture frame still in its wrap with the $4.00
sticker still on it. (It is now bend in three places and I don't know if I can
straighten it!)
1 packet of unopened clips to secure cupboard doors
1 Tarot card Knight of Pentacles (It must have fallen on the floor) I would
have noticed next time I used them and of course the pack is useless without it.
1 playing card the five of hearts (There goes the deck when one card is missing)
1 Cover of my umbrella
1 teaspoon (nothing wrong with it)
1 cardboard folder with "Souvenir Photograph" written in 1/4 inch letters on it,
containing a photo of me and my ex husband at Magic Mountain Qlds
2 sets of notes on the novel "Moll Flanders" both in their plastic pockets.
1 Traralgon RSL booklet ( that I though had not come!) with all the 6 give
away coupons still intact because it was thrown away. Useless now! as it
was last month's.
3 elastic hair ties in good condition.
2 Get well Cards still in plastic wrap.
1 Pre-paid AP post card in its plastic wrap
12 sheets of writing paper that fell out of a writing set
(The envelopes are still in the set on the desk!)
1 unused aerogramme
1 pad of Thank You Notes still in the plastic wrap
2 inserts for my reusable shopping bags
2 cardboard video covers
2 opened packets of scrapbooking stickers (only some used)
2 unopened packets of scrapbooking stickers
1 Silver chain (for a pendent) unopened in its plastic bag.
4 Christmas cards left over from last Christmas UNUSED
4 Tattslotto coupons (uncehecked)
1 A4 writing pad (full and unused)
2 letters from a solicitor re my step mother's estate.
2 letters congratulating me on winning prizes in competitions, (which I
keep and put in a book)
1 current mortagee deposit book (I spent an HOUR looking for it! Finally went
to the bank and ordered another one a total ot two hours of wasted time!!)
3 instruction manuals , digital camera, Binatone phone system and my
unused MP3 player
1 Receipt book (13 out of 100 coupons only used)
1 Little Aths coupon 20 years old that I have saved from my sons days in sports
1 Membership card for UndercoverWear
1 Membership card for Donut King
2 Pokie pay out slips total value 80 cents (You can take them to Melbourne
I have about six, they are the ones I forget to cash in at the time!)
1 note book on words and their meaning that I use while working on for my
Dictionary
1 Womans World magazine dated July 4th 1979 that I borrowed from Cliff
1 card that I made at a work shop at a craft fair recently
1 envelop containing material on writng, a badge with POV on it and a good
luck stone (This was a Christmas present from Catherine, my writing teacher.)
1 letter from Tatts with $9:65 cheque attached (not in envelope)
1 letter from Priceline with $9:87 Dicount Voucher attached (not in envelope)
and finally
1 envelope with coupon inside for $25 dollars worth of seafood (not expired)
Most of these itens I had placed on my dinning room table.
Questions: Is she blind?
Doesn't she bother to LOOK
or is it a matter of on the table or floor (it doesn't matter which) it is into the rubbish?
Monday, September 3, 2007
The Melbourne Writer's Festival
Well what a cock up that was. As they say don't assume. I had done just that. As Barbara was the teacher I thought she would have organised the day. When we got to Flinders St station she didn't know how to get to the Malthouse Theatre. Elaine and I started walking. Barbara said it was an 8 minute walk. Fifty five minutes later we arrived. Ten minutes after the start of the talk we were to go to.
Not only that but Barbara had said she would give out the tickets on the train. She didn't so had to wait for Elaine and I, (as we were the last to arrive) to give us our tickets.
To top it off the talk was in The Tapping Room which was up three flights of stairs and not the nice type of stairs but the ones that send a surge of fear through me.
Then we find that one of the speakers didn't show and I was not that impressed with the two that were there. We saw "The Still Small Voice." I had no idea what the talk was about. The speakers talked about the voice of different characters.
There was an hour and a half break before the next session. Elaine and I decided to have lunch there. We just sat quietly outside in the sun. It was a beautiful day. The others went for another hike. My feet remained swollen from all that walking for three days! Checked out the bookshop and spent a fortune. Caught up with Margaret Guthrie. She is still doing the course, but on line. She said she needed one unit ofIndustry Overview, hence the trip to the Festival, to get her Cert IV.
Was still hungry and had a sandwich. Sat at an oak table inside and Catherine came and joined me.
I told Catherine how she had intimidated me in the first year. That it wasn't till half way through the second year that I had to speak to her about some work that I saw an inner softer side and this year I feel really comfortable with her and she is actually a very nice person. She said "Thank you Gloria."
Enjoyed the next session though it was not what I expected. Called "They Didn't See it Coming" I thought it would be about twist in the tale endings but the authors spoke of plot twists, which was disapponinting.
The last session of the day was "I Love the Smell od White out in the Morning." One of the speakers was Karen Slaughter. I enjoy reading her books. But the session finished at 6.p.m. and Barbara had ordered a taxi for me at 5.55 p.m. so I couldn't get her to sign a book. This session was about editing and it was a pity we couldn't stay for the questions or to meet the writers, though Mimi was getting on my goat about honouring the land, culture etc of the local natives. Once was enough but she kept harping on it. It really was annoying.
Thankfully the taxi was good and we arrived at the station with fifteen minutes to spare. Then we had to hike to the platform. Then it was announced we had to hike half the way back from where we had come from to catch the train at a different platfom! I was really thankful to be going home.
But all the trouble was only part of the problem. I found out that my favourite author (At this time) Alexander McCall Smith was a speaker and I didn't get to see him or have him sign my books.
Next year I will check out the program see who is speaking when. Select the authors I want to see and take my books and go to their sessions even if it means going on my own.
Not only that but Barbara had said she would give out the tickets on the train. She didn't so had to wait for Elaine and I, (as we were the last to arrive) to give us our tickets.
To top it off the talk was in The Tapping Room which was up three flights of stairs and not the nice type of stairs but the ones that send a surge of fear through me.
Then we find that one of the speakers didn't show and I was not that impressed with the two that were there. We saw "The Still Small Voice." I had no idea what the talk was about. The speakers talked about the voice of different characters.
There was an hour and a half break before the next session. Elaine and I decided to have lunch there. We just sat quietly outside in the sun. It was a beautiful day. The others went for another hike. My feet remained swollen from all that walking for three days! Checked out the bookshop and spent a fortune. Caught up with Margaret Guthrie. She is still doing the course, but on line. She said she needed one unit ofIndustry Overview, hence the trip to the Festival, to get her Cert IV.
Was still hungry and had a sandwich. Sat at an oak table inside and Catherine came and joined me.
I told Catherine how she had intimidated me in the first year. That it wasn't till half way through the second year that I had to speak to her about some work that I saw an inner softer side and this year I feel really comfortable with her and she is actually a very nice person. She said "Thank you Gloria."
Enjoyed the next session though it was not what I expected. Called "They Didn't See it Coming" I thought it would be about twist in the tale endings but the authors spoke of plot twists, which was disapponinting.
The last session of the day was "I Love the Smell od White out in the Morning." One of the speakers was Karen Slaughter. I enjoy reading her books. But the session finished at 6.p.m. and Barbara had ordered a taxi for me at 5.55 p.m. so I couldn't get her to sign a book. This session was about editing and it was a pity we couldn't stay for the questions or to meet the writers, though Mimi was getting on my goat about honouring the land, culture etc of the local natives. Once was enough but she kept harping on it. It really was annoying.
Thankfully the taxi was good and we arrived at the station with fifteen minutes to spare. Then we had to hike to the platform. Then it was announced we had to hike half the way back from where we had come from to catch the train at a different platfom! I was really thankful to be going home.
But all the trouble was only part of the problem. I found out that my favourite author (At this time) Alexander McCall Smith was a speaker and I didn't get to see him or have him sign my books.
Next year I will check out the program see who is speaking when. Select the authors I want to see and take my books and go to their sessions even if it means going on my own.
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