Monday, 30 July 2007
Sunday, 29 July 2007
I see that Jenny has almost finished reading R F Delderfield's "To Serve Them All My Days". A beautiful tale. A really good read in 1972. I revisited it recently for book club. I found it long and slow. It may be due to the fact I knew the story so well. I also assume that as the pace of life has increased it is harder to slow down to that quieter time in the early 1970's and take in a long leisurely descriptive read. I seem to have lost the knack lately of immersing myself completely in a long tome. I remember in the 1970's talking to an older woman who never read a book a second time "life's too short" and I couldn't believe it. I just couldn't understand how if you have enjoyed a book then why not re-read it and savour it a second time. She would also refuse to finish a book if she was not enjoying it. Again I used to read on all the way to THE END - regardless. But now I've turned into an older woman. I understand exactly what she means. I don't think the books have changed but I have.
Thursday, 26 July 2007
Having lived in Surrey, Kent, North London, Gloucestershire and then Devon I have no real strong roots. Part of me would like to move back to Sussex/Surrey to be near family. But then said family may up sticks and move, even to another continent. You can't rely on family nowadays. I wouldn't want to return to London. I didn't enjoy living there in the 1970s I should like it even less now. I've always had a pull towards the rural peace, quiet and tranquillity. I think it is my inherited genes coming out. Yesterday evening I found myself reading the road atlas of Great Britain. I found myself beginning to choose where we could move to. I lingered over Northumberland, or Yorkshire, or Derbyshire, even Wales - somewhere near Chester maybe? Choice - there is so much choice - how can I make a decision. Help me, please Phil.
The prize ? Wait for it - this is a goodie - will be a link in my blog roll for a month; regardless of subject matter but it must be legal and not considered too offensive. So if you want to claim a prize and the meter is near 2000 - do leave a comment so I can trackback to your blog for a link. The judges decision is final. No family members may take part.
Wednesday, 25 July 2007
Today I have made the easy boiled cake - for recipe click here (trawl down to page8). I have few old, favourite, well tested recipes that I can make with my eyes shut. While the fruit was simmering away on the hob I nipped online to catch up on recent blog postings. I found Mopsa's on food glorious food . And from there to Flowerpot's article on eating out while people watching. Then I had to leave to go back to the kitchen to finish the cakes and get them into the oven. While I was stirring in the flour I remembered my school days. Domestic Science classes. We only did 2 years before we had to turn our young minds to study for the GCE O level's instead of practical lessons. We had 2 Domestic Science teachers; Mrs Russell and Mrs Nicholls. The first a homely, gentle warm cook - pink cheeked and plump. The second small, thin, sharp tongued and a bit peevish. We had the demonstration and explanation first and then we'd get on and make our own. I remember during 'How to Bake a Victoria Sandwich' us 30 girls being told that when stirring flour into our creamed egg, sugar and butter mixture ALWAYS to stir in a clockwise direction - then the flour will slowly fall from the side of the bowl and be incorporated into the mixture. To stir the wrong way and the flour would fail to fall gently into the mixture. I remember being much struck by this gem of information. I pondered why not anti-clockwise; could it be the way the spoon was shaped? what if you were left handed? and held the spoon in a different way? I must have opened my mouth to frame a question - took a deep breath and was told "Don't ask Penelope - I don't know why it is it just is!" So even at the age of 12 years I must have been wondering on the Why's and How's of Life. I do it still and some people join in and chew things over with me - some people just say "I never think of things that way". Just think, if my old school had been different I might have grown up with the answer to the question on Life, the Universe and Everything.
Tuesday, 24 July 2007
Do you think Gordon Brown was a member when he was chancellor? I don't think he has time now he's Prime Minister. I bet Second Life is making real money for a real people somewhere.
Monday, 23 July 2007
Sunday, 22 July 2007
Saturday, 21 July 2007
Any way for those of you unfamiliar with driving down minor roads that are like streams or rivers here are a few tips:
- Do not follow the vehicle in front closely - you want to avoid any bow wave s/he makes.
- Drive as closely to the middle of the road as is possible
- Drive as slowly as possible - avoid the bow wave from anyone driving in the opposite direction - most country folk will take alternate turns to drive through a flooded area
- Most importantly Engage the lowest gear possible - keep the revs high and steady - advance slowly - if necessary slip the clutch a little
- Remember to brake when clear of the water to help dry the brakes out
- For more comprehensive advice click this link
- Finally when I lived in Goucestershire if a motorist soaked a pedestrian they were often charged or cautioned about driving without due care and attention or consideration to other road users. [see item 12].
"The European Union Commissioners have announced that agreement has been reached to adopt English as the preferred language for European communications, rather than German, which was the other possibility. As part of the negotiations, Her Majesty's Govt conceded that English spelling has some room for improvement and has accepted a 5-year plan for what will be known as Euro English (EE for short).
In the first year - 's' will be used instead of the soft 'c'. Sertainly Sivil Servants will reseive this news with joy. Also the hard 'c' will be replaced with 'k'. Not only will this klear up konfusion but keyboards kan have one less letter. There will be growing publik enthusiasm in the sekond year, when the troublesome 'ph' will be replased with 'f'. This will make words like fotograf 20% shorter.
In the third year - publik akseptance of the new spelling kan be expekted to reach the stage where more komplikated changes are possible. Governments will enkorage the removal of double letters, which have always ben a deterent to akurate speling. Also, al wil agre that the horible mes of the silent 'e' in the languag is disgrasful, and they would go. By the fourth year, people wil be reseptiv to steps such as replasing 'the' by 'z' and the 'w' by 'v'.
During the fifz year, ze unnecessary 'o' kan be dropd from vords containing 'ou' and similar changes vud of kors be aplied to ozer kombinations of leters. After zis fifz yer ve vil hav a reli sensibl riten styl. Ze vil be no mor trubls or difkultis and evrivun vil find it ezi to understan ech ozer.
Ze dream vil finali kum tru."
Thursday, 19 July 2007
Sunday, 15 July 2007
I am covered in embarrassment.I went over to visit Lizzie, as I was very excited and wanted to tell her about my award. I didn't realise that she's had a death in the family and that they are still grieving. I made my apologies, and then explained why I had called unexpectedly.
It reminded me of the time I'd called at a lovely old cottage near Malmesbury to offer some help to a gentleman. The district nurse had referred him to social services a few weeks previously. I arrived at the appointed time in order to assess his needs for help from the Home Care Service. I was greeted at the door by a very homely lady, gave my name and then invited in. She insisted on giving me a cup of tea and proffered a sandwich. This was pretty unusual. But when she asked whether I was friend or family I explained to her why was there. She thought that I was one of the mourners arrived to attend the old gentleman's funeral. She was a kindly neighbour; there to prepare the tea in advance as his family didn't live in the locality. I'm glad that I was able to take my leave before the family did return. I was rather embarrassed. And annoyed the district nurse had not contacted me again to tell me that her referral of a three weeks ago was now no longer necessary.
Mike who devised the award states that " Schmoozing as defined by Dictonary.com is the ability “to converse casually, especially in order to gain an advantage or make a social connection.” When it comes to blogging, schmoozing is your ticket to making new friends, getting yourself noticed and building a reputation. Some bloggers are gifted with the ability to effectively schmooze and others not so much." I think it means I have the gift of the gab. And that I'm not backward in coming forward. If so, that sounds like me. But I don't think I am quite in Mike's league. Well not yet. Who knows what the future holds. I'm still a bit of a blogging virgin.
My 5 nominations are:
- Rilly Super the poor Strife in the North - she overcomes all manner of setbacks with grace, charm and wit. Yet she still manages to network, shamelessly, with the high and mighty of the land along with us more humble folk. Rilly helps me to keep smiling when the going gets tough and the tough have given up and gone home [to weep].
- Lizzie - who is over 60. She is trying to re-dress the balance - so many bloggers appear to be in their young to mid years. Lizzie is quite new to blogging - well she is one of this year's models - off the bloggers production line in February 2007.
- Witty Woman - another blogging woman who makes me laugh. She tries to ensure we are all spelling and using our English words correctly. Wide range of topics covered. I've only recently discovered her so have not yet read her earlier postings.
- Mr Angry - grumpy man with a satirical sense of humour. Never talked to him before so to tell him I've given him an award will be a schmooser's first for me. How do you go up to a stranger and say 'Hi - you don't know me but I know you and you make me LOL so I've awarded you the .......'
- Mopsa - nature meets art - interesting reading and lovely photos.
Saturday, 14 July 2007
As I focused the binoculars on it I could see that it was some kind of flying lantern that had been released from one of the nearby fields. It obviously followed a wind current and slowly drifted towards me. But coming across a cross wind caused it to suddenly shoot away at right angles like a speeding bullet. Every two minutes, another lantern was released. I watched 7 in total. They were rather beautiful to watch. I wondered what their release celebrated. Whether it was a joyous or a sad occasion. Someone on a nearby hill released the windblown lanterns one by one and the two of us watching as they disappeared from sight into the darkening night sky. I didn't hear that anyone else had seen them. and there was certainly no mention of a strange happening in the evening sky in the local news. I wonder how far they flew before their magical light was extinguished. I don't know if I was relieved or disappointed that it was no longer an UFO.
Thursday, 12 July 2007
Monday, 9 July 2007
Tuesday, 3 July 2007
Sunday, 1 July 2007
I went into the bang the other day as they said they heeded my signature to enable me to cash the check for the £100 in £5 notes that I wanted. Banks are not two seen on hashing cheques for cash. Thy wood much rather ewe queued at the aromatic cash dispenser [or ATM] and then cued again to exchange your cash for the £5 notes. I do knot have thyme for this. So I took my piss pot into the bank as the letter requested to enable me to prove who I am. I assumed they where going to do a DNA sample as proof. I know they have too be vary careful. I no all about the laws on being carefree and a money launderer. The bank clack didn't find it amusing. I dint have the letter with me as proff. So I add to return home to collect the letter and my new passport . On my way home I dropped off the pisspot and sample at the doctor's sugary four a cheque up as I do sew hate waist.