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| Blogging Circle of Friends " Day 3850 May 28 Remembering Mama/Grandma My maternal Grandmother was instrumental in my life when I was a young girl. She lived close by and even when really young I used to go and visit her on my own. Her place wasn’t fancy in fact my grandparents were quite poor. The house was tiny, the living room was where everyone gathered. Hardly any room to move. A big square table sat in the middle of the space covered in a wipeable green oilcloth. The big old sideboard on one wall left barely any room between the dining table to squeeze between. On the other side was a big black iron fire range which included an oven. This was used not only to cook on but to dry clothes on a rack hoisted up to the ceiling. Irons were put on a trivet to heat and used to press the laundry. There was no electricity at the time I used to visit, that was to be installed later. Gas bayonets on brackets were lit each night, but not upstairs. To go to bed we needed a candle. I loved Grandma’s feather bed. It was so deep in feathers it was hard to get out of to use the potty under the bed! Grandma died in England at eighty and I was living in Australia. I never got to say goodbye and to tell her I loved her |
| "Blog City ~ Every Blogger's Paradise" Day 2561 May 24th, 2025 On this day in 1964 The Beatles' made their 4th appearance on "The Ed Sullivan Show", which featured an interview and a pre-recorded performance of "You Can't Do That". Did you ever watch The Ed Sullivan Show? What's your favorite Beatles song? If not, the Beatles what was your favorite performance? The Beatles were a massive part of my life in England when I was in my teens and around the time I married in 1965. We used to long for their next single, and loved every song of theirs. Paul was my favourite singer, and still is! I think I’ve had a crush on him all my life. We were devastated when John was murdered in New York and the world lost a wonderful musician and philosopher. I never got to see them play live but followed their every move. When they went overseas we watched the reactions of fans everywhere. They really were a phenomenon. Those who weren’t Beatle fans usually followed the Rolling Stones. |
| Prompt: Have fun with these nine words: junket, exhibition, care, introduce, sketch, door. flock, wreck and discrimination. I realised this week whilst watching the news, how many politicians are flying all over the world just now, and all of them in a hurry. President Trump even did a rushed interview whilst poking his head around the door of the plane. I know there’s a lot going on in the political realm and numerous countries’ leaders need to travel but I wondered how many of the flock are necessary and aren’t on a junket paid for by tax payers. I enjoy watching the body language as they introduce themselves to each other. They take care not to make an exhibition of themselves by making some faux par which could appear the next day on the world’s media. The diplomats amongst them do what they do best by ensuring there’s no discrimination shown to anyone. Air travel has never been a favourite mode of travel for me as I always look a wreck after flying. But I suppose the pollies always fly business class and can at least sleep. To pass the time I sketch people sleeping, often with mouths wide open. |
Prompt: What drains your energy in your life? And in what ways can you stay grounded in stressful situations? Other people drain my energy, especially ones who seem to enjoy making their lives and those of others miserable. I'm talking of someone very close to me and today she has gone too far. I've had to come to a conclusion, one I've reached many times and stupidly forgotten or should it be forgiven? My husband and I find that a little walk in the park, watching little children play keeps us grounded and we try not to project what those innocent children's future will bring. Stress is a killer and this week has been a bit of a test. We lost our beautiful dog after over 12 years. She has never given us stress in fact she's absorbed much of our stress in her own calm way. We certainly could have done without any added stress this week. This has only served to prove the time has come to say "No More! |
| Every year despite the book about the deaths that occur each year climbing people pay thousands of dollars to climb Mt. Everest. If you had the money would you try or not? What do you think the fascination is with climbing? I don’t, and never have had the ability to climb a mountain. Yet I can understand the motives of those who can climb. I’ve never been afraid of heights. I love the exhilarating feeling of being high up off the ground. The air is different, fresher, cleaner. My dream would to fly like a bird and the nearest I ever got to that was a hot air balloon flight. We went through the clouds and flew in the bright blue sky, the sun shining down on us. I would still like to paraglide but it’s looking less likely now. Even though I love heights I hate flying in an aircraft because I’m claustrophobic and have a fear of being trapped anywhere. Tunnels, caves and enclosed spaces, I avoid at any cost. |
Prompt: Write a letter of complaint to the month of May. Dear May, I’m writing to complain about your early arrival. I know it’s considered to be better early than late but you caught me on the hop as I hadn’t yet prepared to make you welcome. I’m given to understand you’re just one member of a group of twelve, calling yourselves 2025. I’ve taken into consideration the fact you’re as yet an inexperienced group and in a rush to prove you’re the fastest year yet, but I must warn you, people will not look on you favourably if you insist on shortening the weeks and days. You might think by losing an hour here or there no one would possibly notice, but I for one am aware of your plan and writing this letter to you to express my displeasure. My advice to you, dear May, is to have a group meeting as soon as possible. Tell them to slow down or, mark my words, December will get ideas above her station and will fly past you all. She will be in front and flouting Christmas before you’ve even noticed. And while I have your attention, May, so far you haven’t delivered much in the way of good news. So get a grip, pull up your socks, and do what you were born to do. Remember little April brought her showers, now all you need to do is bring forth May flowers. |
| No response is a response. And a powerful one. Remember that.” Unknown Do you think not answering a question is a proper way to behave? Have you ever left the questions of some people without a response? No response says more than you’d think doesn’t it? How annoying or worrying is it when someone doesn’t answer a text or a voicemail? Your mind can leap to all sorts of conclusions, such as: Has he been in an accident? Have I upset her? Is she angry with me? Usually there’s a perfectly reasonable explanation for a late response or even no response. They might not have had their phone turned on/ flat battery etc. Yet often we leap to the worst case scenario. When a tradesman doesn’t return a call, one certainly gets annoyed. Especially if you’re waiting for him to arrive at a pre determined time. Obviously they know they’re late and just don’t want to listen to you being upset. What that shows to me is that the tradesperson thinks his or her time is more important than yours. What I hate most of all is when someone gives the silent treatment and refuses to talk about an issue. How can anything ever be resolved when only one person is doing the talking? So, yes I can think of so many times getting no response has left me anxious, confused, worried, upset or angry. Please RSVP. Respond if you please! |
| On this day in 1719, Daniel Defoe’s fictional work The Life and Strange Adventures of Robinson Crusoe is published. The book, about a shipwrecked sailor who spends 28 years on a deserted island, is based on the experiences of shipwreck victims and of Alexander Selkirk, a Scottish sailor who spent four years on a small island off the coast of South America in the early 1700s. In your entry today, write about being stranded on a deserted island. What would you do to keep yourself sane? My worst nightmare would to be stranded alone, anywhere. It’s not that I mind normally having solitary time, but always with the knowledge someone would be home soon. I sometimes watch Alone, the television series, and it seems there are few people, no matter their survival skills can tolerate the loneliness. We humans are pack animals, we need and I mean NEED, the company of others, nearly as much the other necessities of life. I’m not even sure I could hunt and get enough food to keep me alive in the first place. I could probably make a rudimentary shelter, but I doubt it withstand much rain and wind! The book Robinson Crusoe was a favoured read in my childhood home. I can see in my mind’s eye the cover of the hardback copy we had. Man Friday was rescued as he was about to be eaten by a tribe of cannibals. I believe this might have been my first awareness of humans eating another human. A shocking discovery by a little girl! It brings up the question of how hungry would one have to be to eat human flesh? And would one succumb to the urge? I hope never to find out! |
What are your plans for this weekend? We’re staying at home this year. So many Easter’s we have been away camping with our family, but now our children and grandchildren all seem to have their own plans. We have been invited to a picnic by our granddaughter. She and her husband are going with their neighbours, who also have little children the same age as her two. But the little ones will be happily playing together and the parents will be busy chatting and watching the kids and I wonder if we’ll be in the way. I think maybe we’ll just catch up for coffee at her house on Monday instead. The other granddaughter with her four children have gone away in their caravan. I did send them Easter gifts though. We’ll probably have a visit from my daughter and her husband sometime over the holiday. My husband has been gardening all morning and we’re going shopping for new plants tomorrow. Our son will call us from 4,000 kilometres away and we’ll have FaceTime with our youngest grandson who is two years old. Our other daughter also lives far away but she’ll call us. It’s strange being old, no longer the centre of a large family but now on the perimeter, looking in. But we’re lucky they are all healthy and able to enjoy their lives. |
| Prompt:"A happy life must be to a good extent a quiet life, for it is only in an atmosphere of quiet that true joy can live. "Bertrand Russell Write about this quote in your Blog entry today. To me this quote rings true. I can’t even think when I’m in a noisy environment. I love peace and serenity. I have to have peace to be able to to do anything. I can’t read or write when an outside noise invades my mind. Yet having said that, when I went to my yoga class last week the teacher told us she’d been taught to block out all external distractions. Her yoga teacher had once deliberately held a class in the middle of a construction site. His theory was anyone can choose to ignore what could be an annoying noise. I tried but I wasn’t very successful. As I get older I find the sound of a screaming child in a supermarket so hard to bear. Yet I was the same as that stressed out mother, years ago, and wonder how I tolerated the tantrums. I do love those lovely family get togethers when everyone is talking at once, I love music turned up loud and singing on the top of my voice, but I need those moments of quiet, listening to nature’s sounds. Then is when I receive my moments of pure joy. |
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I can just see you on a plane, train, or whatever, sketching those sleeping people.
