Tuesday, June 23, 2020

Bits I'd forgotten

Cheap T-shirt, odd buttons and voila, fashion.  I don't like the colours but a pale shade with pearl buttons would be lovely even a purple T with gold odd buttons  would look great. Actually looking at it now, I really hate the buttons and the colours so I must have filed it for the idea. 

Elephant's Child this is for you. I present Star Paws with helmet and Darth Vadar eyes. The owner either has a patient cat or ended up nursing shredded arms. I know which one you'd have.

And for me a dress, sparkly dress.  By this time I bet every female would love a new dress but we still have  nowhere to go.  I'd have to wear a corset, my boobs don't hold as high as that anymore and knowing me I'd probably step on the front hem and bring the whole lot down.  It does match my red hair and my imaginary age and weight.  That doesn't sound crazy, children have imaginary friends, I have imaginary age and weight.

More covid-19 breakouts but the teams have now traced the pockets to the suburbs and it's mainly family get togethers.  I wish they would stop showing that awful footballer clearing both nostrils with his fingers then grabbing and passing the football. Yes, he is Covid Positive. Stupid coach said he was a little warm one day then raging temperature the next but was still training with the team. Now all teams of all football are running around to find a home ground well away from Melbourne. Excellent in my book, let them stay there.
Same with Trump's team for his big rally, 6 definite Covid with another 2 on the way. I wonder if he made them walk home. He certainly didn't look the same man walking away from the helicopter, tie undone and his hair gerbil askew.
Two more schools shut here for deep cleaning and I wouldn't be sending the children back but some women don't have a choice, thank you Chief Creep Minister for knocking off the free ChildCare. 
Since Parliament still isn't sitting, all Parliament salaries should be put into ChildCare where it would do a lot of good.  Now all we have to do is wait for the Eden-Monaro by- election and see what people think of the LNP but apparently the "pork barrels" have been rolling into the electorate. I want to see his miserable face the day after the candidate goes down the gutter.  

Tuesday, June 16, 2020

Stupid Government

Now I hope you have all watched the previous video, if I've managed to get it right.
I forgot to post with it so it we go.

Prof. Wood and his collegues  (bugger spelling) based their hand held machine on the tri-corder from StarTrek.  It has taken them years to get it perfected mainly for Malaria but it can also be configured for different diseases and virus infections. It could have been at the gangplank of the Ruby Princess plague ship and every passenger and crew member would have been tested. How much money would have been saved, how many lives saved.
So why wasn't this on hand after so much research and work had been put into it? This Government's ignorance of any kind of science and non-belief of practical science, after all the machine doesn't do happy-clappy.  The scientists did their own work, taught Phd students, taught classes and most tiring of all, wrote Grants. Hours of begging for money to keep going.  It's really a shame that they couldn't disguise it as a football clubhouse or a statue of Captain Cook.

So watch the video, take notice of the Malaria deaths because as our climate changes, mosquitos will be moving south and coming for fresh blood. DDT was touted as the best killer of mozzies but it also killed off the bugs that ate them and didn't do much for our health either. And the malaria parasite would just look around and find another vector for it's particular life cycle and on it would go.

Every Government should not have just one Minister for Science, it should have at least one Minister and 20 minions to do the leg work and investigate every invention that might save us from another pandemic. Forget the Border Force, as we've seen, a bullet won't kill a virus but a good Medical Border Force in every port will do a better job.

And just to make you really happy, a programme on tonight said that some sharks could live for 400 years. All I could think of was Dutton and Morrisson floating around our Parliament for 400 years, frightening. 

I hope I have posted this without a mistake

Monday, June 08, 2020

I love it when a dream comes true.

I knew if I looked long enough I would find the right chairs.  I only needed two and my upholsterer tells my these are not reproduction but the real deal.  I was going to cover them in the same regency stripe but it was a bit bright so I wandered over to Bangkok Thai Silk and found this pattern which I already had in strawberry and gold but that was too bright. Like Goldilocks, cinnamon and gold was just right.  It went with the mahogany wood and was the softer shade I wanted.  How well you know me, the fabric cost more than the chairs did but better to have more than not enough and I will have enough to cover the piano stool and maybe a table runner. 

The pattern in pale blue is also beautiful but not the pink, too lolly.  Another decision is to say goodbye to the $25 lounge chair after I remove the lovely feet and have them put on the new/old squashy comfortable couch. In the two years I've had that chair I have sat in it twice, it's comfortable for reading but I can't get out of it without feeling like I'm going to break the chair or me.

That's the only happy news I have.  There is nothing I can say about the Queen's Birthday Boot lickers list except for Marcia Langton, a good woman.  The fire fighters Morrison wouldn't meet and the scientists Morrison would listen too should all get medals. The Crime Minister and his cronies should get the boot.

It's a little early for Christmas but I didn't want to miss this Christmas Mouse.  Put cleaning out the Christmas box of ornaments on my "To Do" list.  
2.30 and the afternoon freeze is approaching, too late to go walking.  Every morning the same, open front door, take a deep breath and start coughing, bloody cold air.

Tuesday, May 26, 2020

I'm alive but winter is coming.

I'm back and can't imagine where May went when I wasn't looking.  I'm used to S.A.D. in winter and usually get out for enough sunshine before but not this year. It's been too cold and my bones don't function too well in cold. I couldn't even blog, brain had nothing in it so I wandered through ebay looking for something pretty but useless to cheer my self up.  And there is nothing quite so useless as a tiara but this was so pretty.  No doubt it will be covered with cobwebs by the time I dress one of dolls to wear it.

I did buy two lovely dining chairs, the very ones I wanted when I first started looking and a nice little chest of drawers.

The top is the same colour as the drawers, just the light from the camera. It is a really nice piece of furniture but what I really loved was the depth of the drawers, 47cm. A great size for scarves to lay out flat. I wasn't thinking about cupboards or drawers until I smacked my knee on the pine box that holds all my Christmas ornaments at the foot of the bed. Nothing like searing pain in the middle of the night.

Since my sister doesn't read this blog I feel safe with this photo.  Yeppoon had an enormous hailstorm last month and she had to run up from the lower flat to check on dear old Mary who hadn't noticed any storm. The height of fashion for Queensland, leopard skin wrap and a cereal box so the hail didn't crack her skull. At first I didn't notice she'd cut a square in the box and wondered how she could see to get up the stairs.  The back yard was covered in huge hail, I've never seen it that big in Melbourne.
She rang last week to tell me it was warmer in Melbourne than in Qld.

Following the rules, I haven't been out unless to the letter box. We have blue sky this afternoon but when I opened the front door I copped a lung full of chilled air that started the coughing and my eyes watering.  Whatever is in the letterbox can take its chances with the snails.  I think it's going to be a long winter.

Sunday, April 26, 2020

My mind is drying up.

It's a shame that I kept the photo but lost the recipe.  It must be easy, just Kit Kat, white marshmallows and coloured jubes.  I'd rather just open the packets, putting it all together just to eat it seems a waste of time.  The less I do, the less I want to do.

No I will not be 'phone apping' tonight.  A sneaky contract to Amazon without including Australian bidders does not inspire trust with this government. Our Crime Minister has said all information will be held in Australia despite the face that any American company can be compelled by the US to hand over any information held in cloud storage which means it really isn't safely held in Australian hands.

Yesterday I decided to go through my mother's Hope Chest. I'm trying to collect all family papers in the one strong box to make it easier for the poor executor of my Will since my sister has refused the job.  I've just made rules for this, do not read any of her diaries. I have diaries of my own mostly written to keep the Doc up to date on her condition but to go over my father's battle with cancer and my son's death is not good in isolation. Apologies to anyone who sent cards for her birthdays but they are going in the bin. As a break, I then go and throw out books for the op shop but will they ever take anything again.

I don't think there will ever be a vaccine for the virus. It may slowly disappear in time but it will always be somewhere. Think about it, so many bodies buried with a dead virus contained but a disaster at some time in the future may bring it all to the surface. If I had a child I would not send them to school.  Write down all the things kids do at school, it's frightening.  I'd be sending mine off to school in a full hazmat suit.  Sorry for all of you locked up with fighting monsters, trying to homeschool but think of all those outback mothers in the early days, breakfast, cleaning, homeschooling, sewing, baking, feeding animals.  Those women were giants compared to us.

And now my opinion of the day regarding the mad mango. He knows he's losing everything and I believe he is wanting to go out in a blaze of glory, an assassination, a grand funeral and a giant monument.  "I almost saved America but look what they did to me".
Australians are more practical, we will wait until scooter chokes himself by putting both feet in his mouth.

Is this too sour a mood, probably.  Only because like most of us, we are sick and tired of the lies and selfishness of Politicians.  Send kids to school when you go back to Parliament and earn your pay. We won't forget $181 for a politician's lunch and $6 a day for our oldies in stinking Aged Care Homes.  I think I'll go and sweeten myself up, I just remembered a bag of musk sticks in with the tea towells.  Shows how long since I washed a dish.