6 Quickie Questions

It’s Monday morning and I’ve already dealt with a grocery delivery and getting some furniture moved from downstairs to the garage and it’s not 10:30am yet so I think a cuppa and a quick blogging session are in order. These are Rory’s weekend quickies.


Sausages and Hamburgers at the fire station.
How do you like your sausages – straight, curved, short, long, fat or thin or do you not even like sausages?
Interpret as you wish ….
[Inspired by Ami of Undercover Superhero]

I do like sausages and my preference is beef, long straight ones cooked in the airfryer or on the BBQ. I don’t mind the short fat ones or even pork sausages either. I like them with mashed potato and veg, fried eggs and chips or with onion and a slice of bread if they are done on the BBQ. I had some for my dinner yesterday. Of course there is always an extra one for Cindy.
How often [under normal circumstances] would you visit a hairdressers/barbers in one year?

I have thick hair that still has a bit of a wave, it used to be more curly than it is now. It grows fast and I should get it cut every 6 weeks but I usually don’t get there within that time frame. I used to try to go at least every couple of months but now it tends to be when it gets to the point where it is annoying me so much that I want to cut bits off of it. Last year I didn’t go to the hairdresser for several months and I did start cutting bits off because I hate hair over my face.
What is it specifically do you think about humour that makes you laugh – as in ‘what’s so funny to you?’ Why do you laugh at some things and not others – what is the magical ingredient for you?

That’s a tough one to answer. A lot of things make me laugh. Silly things that people do or that our pets do. Sometimes years after the event I can still laugh about things that happened to us or people we knew. People might not understand why I find some things funny. For example, many, many years ago when we were young Naomi slipped on a banana skin while we were out. Of course I didn’t want her to be hurt but I laughed because it is such a TV stereotype. She has many more stories about things that happened to me that she laughs herself silly at. I’m a bit of a klutz and fall over or off things and sometimes I put things down and forget to pick them up. It’s not nasty laughing, it’s laughing at the ridiculousness of the situation.
Witty dialogue makes me laugh too. That’s why I enjoyed shows like “Yes Minister” and “Fawlty Towers” What doesn’t make me laugh are things that gross me out. I could never watch “The Young Ones” for example, even though the actors were all good comedians I just couldn’t get past some of the grosser parts of the show. I don’t find dirty jokes amusing usually and while I might laugh at minor misfortune if it happened in a funny way I don’t think it is funny to be snarky to everyone all the time. I didn’t like Seinfeld for example because those were totally unlikeable characters who didn’t care about anyone or anything but themselves.

If you were convinced you had seen an alien or a UFO [from another planet] how would you make people believe you or would you not tell anyone?

No, I don’t think I would tell anyone, at least nobody in authority. I’d tell Naomi what I’d seen. I don’t know about anyone else unless I’d seen the alien doing harm, then I would feel I should even though it is doubtful I would be believed. I was watching a couple of docos about Roswell and Area 51 last night and they made the point that often people who witness such things are not seeing what they think they are seeing. On the other hand I do believe that one day aliens will find us if they haven’t already. Would they want to get to know us? Not so sure about that.
Do you know what your place is in the world – where you fit in – and is that important to you?
Yes, I’m confident about my place in the world. I may not be rich and I may not like the things millennials like but that doesn’t make those people better than me. I don’t really care anyway.
Is it important to you to get ‘noticed’ or are you happy enough to just be seen and is there really a difference do you think?
No. I don’t like getting noticed. I don’t like getting my photo taken very often and I’d rather just blend in to the background. I do like having my work acknowledged of course. It is nice to be thanked for what you do but I don’t need or want a medal for it.


I was born in England in 1957 and lived there until our family came to Australia in 1966. I grew up in Adelaide, South Australia, where I met and married my husband, David. We came together over a mutual love of trains. Both of us worked for the railways for many years, his job was with Australian National Railways, while I spent 12 years working for the STA, later TransAdelaide the Adelaide city transit system. After leaving that job I worked in hospitality until 2008. We moved to Tasmania in 2002 to live in the beautiful Huon Valley. In 2015 David became ill and passed away in October of that year. I currently co-write two blogs on WordPress.com with my sister Naomi. Our doll blog "Dolls, Dolls, Dolls", and "Our Other Blog" which is about everything else but with a focus on photographs and places in Tasmania. In November 2019 I began a new life in the house that Naomi and I intend to make our retirement home at Sisters Beach in Tasmania's northwest. Currently we have five pets between us. Naomi's two dogs Toby and Teddy and cats, Tigerwoods and Panther and my cat Polly. My dog Cindy passed away aged 16 in April 2022.

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