Share Your World 2019: 30 September


Earlier this week Rory asked a question that I found so interesting, I thought I’d share it.  Another question, similar to this one was asked in August, but this one is unique.

If confronted with a violent crime against a single individual in progress (severe beating, rape, assault) do you try to do something about it (phone authorities or confront the criminal, stop the crime) or do you figure it’s none of your business and walk or drive on by?  Worse (to me) would you record the crime for social media use without doing anything else? 

For me, this is a no-brainer. I am certainly neither brave enough nor physically capable of confronting an attacker but I would most certainly call the police. It’s one of the few times I’d be glad of carrying the stupid phone so I could do some good with it.

Okay now we got the heavy stuff out of the way, let’s get to some less stressful questions.

If someone asked to be your apprentice and learn all that you know, what would you teach them?

I know I ought to write something deep and meaningful here but I’m more about common sense than I am about wisdom and I am rubbish at most physical tasks, nor do I have career wisdom to impart. So what would I teach? Well, I am getting pretty good at cleaning dirty, stained dolls and I can teach that.

I am so bad at these creative questions. I just don’t have that kind of mind I guess.

First think of a product. Now, what would be the absolute worst brand name for one of those products?

The internet has lists for everything so as I have no imagination I headed off to find a list of terrible product names (some people have nothing better to do.) Most of them turned out to be foreign products so they only look funny to English speaking people which in my mind doesn’t count. I did like this one, however.

Here is the list if you want more.

What ridiculous and untrue, yet slightly plausible, theories can you come up with for the cause of common ailments like headaches or cavities?

An apple a day doesn’t keep the dentist away. The sugar in an apple causes cavities.


If you’d like to, please share a photo or an example of gratitude that you have.  Thanks!  🙂

Tulips and Starflowers

I’m not always lucky with tulips but this year they came up really well.

A Photo A Week Challenge: Changing Seasons


In the southern hemisphere spring is making an appearance. The first jonquils bravely flowered in June and as we rolled into July and August there were more early bulbs. We’ve had the daffodils, crocus, grape hyacinths and now the tulips. My apple tree is showing a hint of green and my Japanese and Weeping maples a touch of pink as their red leaves appear.

Spring bulbs
King Alfred Daffodils.
Tulips and Star Flowers

FOWC: Umbrage

I got mad!

As I get older I seem to find it harder to hold back my feelings when something annoys me. At the Op Shop I do try to but the other day I failed. Two male customers were chatting near the front of the shop. I was keeping busy tidying clothes and picking up hangers while the other volunteer served the customers. These two guys were chatting to him and each other and making some remarks about women that I found rather annoying. It was blokey talk and I don’t know if they meant to try and get a rise out of me or if that was normal for them. Anyway, I ignored them.

Neither of them was in a hurry to leave and their conversation flowed over different subjects until they got to climate change. “Do you believe in it?” one asked the other in a tone that sounded to me like “Do you believe in fairies?” They began to talk about how they felt that it was all exaggerated and scaremongering. This was a day or so after Greta Thunberg had addressed the UN. That was when I took umbrage. “Climate change is a scientific fact.” I snarled at them in a much nastier tone than I intended. They didn’t agree. They think it’s part of a natural cycle or something. I didn’t say anything else to them because I knew I was too mad but they knew I was too.

Cee’s Black & White Photo Challenge: Anything with 1,2 or 3 wheels

Less than Four Wheels

Modern Art- Unicycle in a Hobart Gallery
Vintage Bicycles at QVMAG, Launceston
Police Officers in Darwin
Tricycle used by street cleaners in Singapore

Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: Pens, Pencils, Crayons, Markers

Write and Draw

Naomi could make a much more interesting post out of this than I can as she has lots of interesting art materials at her house. I mostly have biros, pens I use for scrapbooking, which I haven’t done for a really long time, and those big black markers you write on boxes with.

Share Your World 2019: 22 September


When was the last time you face palmed?  

Honestly, I really don’t take notice of things like that. I may have done it over the past few days, certainly I mentally do it anytime I hear the ridiculous things that come out of politicians mouths.

When is censorship warranted?  Ever?

That is such a big question to answer. There are a great many things that are allowed in public now that I don’t particularly want to see but if we are talking mainly about books, plays, films and ideas, in general, I’d say that I don’t think it is wrong to censor hate speech in any form.

If there were commandments for the modern-day world, what should (could, would) some of them be?  Get creative!

  • The mobile phone is a false god. Do not worship it.
  • If God had intended the whole world to be grey He wouldn’t have created colours. Do not decorate houses totally in grey.
  • If you are fortunate enough to have the right to vote don’t waste it.
  • Be kind to animals.
  • Do not destroy the Earth.

What did you Google last?

I spent quite a lot of time on Sunday Googling information about Paddington Bear for a post I was writing for our Teddy Bear blog.

Paddington Bear, photo by Naomi

RDP: Library

Library Memories

My earliest memories of library visits were when I was at Primary (Elementary) School. During some classroom lessons the teacher would bring around the “library cart”, a trolley with assorted books for us to choose from. It wasn’t an entirely free choice though. The teacher would only allow you to take a book that was considered appropriate for your reading level. Classes in the mid-sixties were large and I guess the teachers did not have time to spend helping kids with books that had harder words. I think that was a shame because many of them might have learned more from reading a hard book they were interested in than from an easy one that bored them.

An Australian children’s classic.

We also had a school library and once or twice a week there would be a library lesson. I looked forward to these as I liked to read but I often found the time-wasting very frustrating. The library had wooden tables and chairs and when we arrived everyone had to sit down and be quiet and then we would be allowed to go and choose a book one table at a time. I used to get so impatient for it to be my turn so I could get my book. As I said, classes were large, up to forty children so sometimes it was quite a long wait. Finally, I would find an interesting looking book and settle down to read but not for long. “Put your books down.” we’d be commanded. It was time for the Librarian to tell us about new books that had arrived or read to us from a book she had chosen. For me, this was the equivalent of an advertisement and it really annoyed me. We only had an hour in the library and I wanted to read MY book. We were allowed to borrow books to take home but I didn’t always do this as it involved speaking to a teacher. I was shy and did not want to be judged on my reading material. I would put my book away and try to find it again next time I was in the library. I think this may be why I have a thing for keeping my books in alphabetical order. It makes them easier to find.

A favourite childhood book.

The local lending library was another place I knew well as a child. Mum took Naomi and I there when she thought we were old enough to have library cards and the library at Elizabeth South became one of the first places I was allowed to go alone that was outside of our immediate neighbourhood. I did feel important going to the library on my own. Later a brand new library was built in the city centre and I would sometimes visit there too.

In High School, I spent many lunch hours in the school library reading. When I was fourteen I changed schools and as I didn’t know anyone at the new school I looked forward to visiting the library at lunchtime. I was horrified to find out that I could only visit twice a week. Girls and boys were not allowed in the library at the same time and one day was for senior students only. I was so angry. I could not understand why they had such a stupid rule.

So you could say that libraries played quite a large part in my early years and even though I rarely visit one now I have great affection for them.