I used to love doing the Which Way Challenge but lately, I don’t get out with my camera much so it’s been hard to find new which ways. This week is no exception. These which ways were taken within 300 metres of my house.
There was an event at the football ground not far from my house. This stretch of the Huon Highway is normally a 100kph zone so these signs were placed near my driveway.
As I walked home later I passed this old abandoned dirt road. When we first moved here in 2002 you could follow this road past some properties and exit on to Scott’s Road but after some time a small bridge over the Kermandie River fell into disrepair and neither the property owner nor the council wanted to fix it so the Huon Highway end of the road was closed. Now you can hardly tell it was ever a road.
If Heaven exists, what would you like to hear God say when you arrive at the Pearly Gates? If you don’t think Heaven nor God exists, you might want to answer by saying something outrageous, just for fun!
If there is a heaven and I get to go there I hope that God will say. “There are some people and animals here who can’t wait to see you.”
What do you regard as the lowest depth of misery?
Whether for me personally or for humanity, in general, I guess feeling that there is no hope that anything will change for the better would be about as bad as things could get.
What do you think about when you’re alone in your car?
I don’t drive and don’t own a car so the only time I am ever alone in any car is if I am waiting for someone who is doing an errand. Generally, I’m thinking I hope that they won’t be long coming back.
How would you rate your memory?
It’s probably average for a person of my age. I write a shopping list and leave it on the kitchen bench, but then I remember most of the things I wrote down anyway. I go into a room and forget why; I forget people’s names, names of songs and names of movies.
I remember the names of all the pets we ever had, favourite toys I had fifty or sixty years ago, my favourite places, favourite times with special people. I think that’s pretty normal.
What’s one song that always cheers you up, no matter how blue you’re feeling?
I’ve got nothing for this but I once read a story, I think it was by Isaac Asimov about a musician who was asked to create a rhythm that would be played to assist in treating people suffering serious depression. He chose “When The Saint’s Go Marchin’ In.”
When I was a child I didn’t mind the hot Australian summer so much. Nobody I knew had air conditioning, we kept cool with fans, which mostly just blew hot air over us. At school, if the temperature rose above 100 degrees Fahrenheit we were allowed to go home early as the school wasn’t air conditioned either. I remember how we looked forward to those days, getting out of school early was a treat. As the temperature climbed in the afternoons our teachers would schedule easier lessons. Sometimes several classes would be herded into the hall to watch films. They were educational but sometimes there might be a funny one as well.
In Grade 6, the class teacher was Mr. Scott. He was quite a young man, probably not long out of Teacher’s College and he was very good at art. He used to draw amazing murals on the classroom blackboard. In fact, other teachers would often ask Mr. Scott to come and draw something on their blackboards, that’s how good he was.
On really hot days when the temperature was in the nineties and we had not yet been told we could go home Mr. Scott would try to find ways to keep our class of forty or so kids busy. Sometimes he would read poetry to us, at other times he would send a kid to get the school record player and play some music. This was in the days before DVD’s and even before VCR’s. He’d then let us get out the art materials and paint. He’d encourage us to think about cool things and it mostly seemed to work.
Once we were allowed to go it would be a hot walk home but there would be a cold drink or maybe even an iced lolly waiting. Our house in Elizabeth had a concrete floor in the laundry and two old cement wash troughs. Naomi and I often played in there on hot days as it seemed cooler than the rest of the house.
Now I’m older I find that I don’t deal with the heat all that well and rather than being fascinated by the idea of the temperature reaching a century I dislike the really hot days. I’m glad that I don’t have to sit in a hot classroom anymore but those afternoons were fun; sometimes I wonder whatever happened to Mr. Scott.
My photos this week have a holiday theme as they were taken on Ovation of the Seas, while visiting the Puffing Billy railway near Melbourne or at an airport.
We did a tour of the ship including the galley and laundry areas.
Volunteer driver and guard at Puffing Billy, Belgrave, Victoria.
On long layovers you take photos to pass the time. I was lucky enough to spot the pilots doing their pre flight checks while the ground crew prepared the plane and loaded the luggage.
Are You A Better Listener or Speaker?
I would be a hopeless public speaker although I am fine with people I know and better than I used to be with strangers but probably still a better listener.
If You Were Asked To Design A Warning Label That Would Be Tattooed On Your Skin, What Would It Say?
WARNING: Grumpy Old Lady
However, as I think tattoos are ugly I probably would not actually have it done.
What Are You Passionate About?
A lot of things, cruelty to animals, lack of compassion by governments towards the poor, displaced and disadvantaged. Developers who build ugly buildings and people who take a lovely old house and renovate all the personality out of it. Modern pop culture (I hate it with a passion), excessive use of social media. Shall I go on? I said I was turning into a grumpy old lady.
If You Could Change One Thing About Your World, What Would It Be?
In my own personal world if I could change just one thing I think I’d like most not to have the aches and pains that mean I can’t sit on the floor any more, that if I get down on my knees I know I’m going to have trouble getting back up again and that standing for too long is likely to give me a back ache or sore feet.
What Gave You A Reason To Smile This Past Week?
On Saturday Naomi and I had fun taking photos for our doll blog together and today I went to the campaign launch of a friend who is running for the local council elections for the first time.