Sometimes on the way to your dream,

you get lost and find a better one.

Monday, January 30, 2012

spotted on the way to work

high up on a building....


window washers!


working in the rain.
Not much rain, just enough of the soft drizzle to need an umbrella or get frizzy hair. 

Sunday, January 29, 2012

Sunday Selections #54

It's Sunday Selections time again!

Time to post photos that have been hiding away in your computer files, photos that you may have completely forgotten about.
Have a hunt through your files and find some.

This idea comes to us from Kim at Frog Ponds Rock, who realised one day that she takes many more photos than she uses, as we all do, and wanted to post some of the older ones on her blog.

A once a week meme seemed like a good idea, so Sunday Selections was born and anyone at all can join in.

I often choose a theme for my Sunday Selections and this week my theme is  >>>>

HOLLYHOCKS 


Most Hollyhocks I've seen come in varying shades of pink.  I like this particular shade more than the pastels.
I like my colours strong.

I apologise for using this photo again, Sunday Selections is supposed to be for unused photos, but I just love the way the sun has backlit the petals causing a striped effect where they overlap.
I printed this one on 4x6 photo paper and now use it as one of my bookmarks.

This, however, is my absolute favourite Hollyhock colour. I call it black although we can all plainly see that it isn't.

These "black" Hollyhocks are part of one of the foothpath gardens in my street.
I walked past it again recently and was pleased to see that the flowers had now set seed pods that were dried and ready to fall.
One of them "fell" into my hand....when I touched it ever so gently.
In the spring, I'll plant the seeds in amongst the grasses in the side garden by my flat.

None of my photos have been changed in any way from the way they were photographed.
What I take is what you see. There's no cropping, no colour changing, no photoshopping at all.
(except for that one time I put up black & white shots)

To join in with Sunday Selections, post photos of your choice under the Sunday Selections title, then go to Kim's site and add your name to her linky list before leaving a comment there.
Then have alook at what others have posted for their Sunday Selections.
There are some really good photographers out there.

Saturday, January 28, 2012

I wasn't going to be here today

I woke up this morning without a single idea in my head. Really, no idea at all what to write about.

The reason?
It's summer.
It's hot.
Sometime during the night my brain melted and dribbled out through my ears.
I spent a bit of time frantically pouring the mush back in and hoped that in the cool of the morning hours it would congeal into something resembling my brain as it used to be.

I'm not sure how well that's worked, but I seem to be able to form words and sentences, so I'm off to a good start.

Maybe I should sleep with earplugs in for the rest of the summer?
At least I wouldn't have to wring out my pillow every morning.......

Friday, January 27, 2012

I'm ready!

Today is my probationary house inspection day.

I've been here for six months now, (wow, already?), and it's time for the SAHT to inspect my premises and decide if I'm a suitable tenant.
I have no worries at al on this score, I've always been a suitable tenant.
I don't trash my home, I don't grow drugs in the wardrobes, I don't hide dead bodies under the floorboards.
I pay my rent on time too.
And I keep the kitchen sink clean.

I spent a little time yesterday cleaning, but let's face it, this place is only about three inches square so that didn't take long. I even dusted the lightshades!

I'm ready. Bring it on!

I'm going to ask if I'd be allowed to have a retractable canvas or shadecloth awning installed over my front window. The sun beats down on that everyday and the heat just flows on in.
It has a fixed "eyelash" type awning, but really, that does nothing to keep the sun out.
So I'm going to ask about getting some kind of cover that I can adjust as necessary.

Thursday, January 26, 2012

something new in Coles

A customer came through my checkout yesterday with something I had never seen before.
Today on my way out of the store, I bought some.

Tell me what you think.


French Twists.

Layers of sweet puffed pastry in a snack size, with only 30 calories per twist.

Sounds good....let's read more.


This is looking good for all those with dairy and egg allergies. No cholesterol...that's great!
No butter....hmmmm, how can it be "real" pastry with no butter? 

Let's continue this journey....


There's Original flavour.......mmmm, cinnamony.

and Maple French Toast. sweeeet.
There's also a Wild Raspberry flavour, but I didn't buy that one.

Cinnamon on the left, Maple on the right.
Nibble, munch....mmm not bad.
Not. Bad. At. All.

As a "little something sweet, but not too big" snack with an afternoon coffee, these are perfect.
They're called pastries, but I'd put them in a not-quite-pastry, not-quite-biscuit category.

I'd happily recommend these to any customer who asks Have I tried them? (yes) Are they nice? (also yes)




EDITED TO ADD:  I didn't read the ingredients list when I bought these, nor when I tasted them. I don't have food allergies, so I'm not too concerned. (a little dairy intolerance, but that's nothing...)

Anyway the back of the packet reads:- Allergen Information: contains wheat and soy. Manufactured in a facility that processes tree nuts and egg whites.

See that? egg whites.  Scroll back up to photo three and notice that it says no eggs.
Yet these are manufactured in a facility that processes egg whites.

So here's a little friendly advice.
If you have allergies, don't just take for granted the information on the front of the package.
Turn it over and read the back as well. Every word.

Also on the front, the package reads No Trans Fat,  yet the ingredients list includes palm oil.
Palm Oil is often listed in things that do contain trans fats, so I'm wondering if the difference here would mean these contain pure palm oil, and other things that have trans fats contain palm oil that has been processed in some way to become a solid fat, no longer an oil.

I still like them, and I'll still buy them, but they'll be an occasional snack addition, not a daily part of my diet.

Wednesday, January 25, 2012

Whimsical Wednesday #7

Whimsical Wednesday has rolled around again.
I can't believe how fast the weeks are passing!
January is very nearly over already, only three and a half months before the cooler weather begins to arrive.
I can't wait.....

Anyway, here is today's giggle.


and here is today's thank you to all the lovely people who put these images out into the internet for me to find and use.
Thank You.

Tuesday, January 24, 2012

hot in the city, hot in the city tonight...

The song, sung by Billy Idol, which very accurately describes today in Adelaide.

The day began reasonably well, but took a sharp nosedive when it came time to go to work.
It was already too hot for me when I walked to the bus stop.
A bus stop which faces the morning sun, with no shade whatsoever.
(Welcome enough in winter but not in 100 degree heat).
Well, there's a tree, but the only shade from that is a six to eight inch wide strip from the tree trunk.
The leafy canopy shadow is already over the fence into the yard next to the bus stop.
So I stood in the 4 inch wide shadow strip made by a light pole......just to shield my face.

Then the bus arrived.
A wheezy old-fashioned model with a narrow doorway and three steepish narrow steps to climb up.

And it was packed full!!
Like an unopened sardine can.
With no airconditioning.
Now I don't mind being packed in like sardines so much, as long as there's airconditioning.
This particular bus got so warm, I was thankful for the tiny amount of fresh air that entered everytime someone exited by the back door which was opposite my seat.
By the time I arrived in the city I was dripping sweat and very uncomfortable.

I got off the bus and walked across the road to wait for the next bus which would take me to Norwood.
I probably looked funny walking with my arms outstretched to cool off a bit, but I really didn't care.
A small breeze helped dry me off a little, but only to the point where I felt sticky.
The second bus did have airconditioning, but it's a much shorter ride, so I didn't really cool off.

I arrived at work looking very pink and was thankful for the airconditioning in the store.
And the spare time I had up my sleeve which meant dunking my head under the tap. Aaaaahhhh!!
Although in my opinion they could crank the aircon up to freezing and everyone else can wear cardigans, at least I'd be comfortable.......

So here I am, hours later, just beginning to feel better after a heat headache, (yes, I stayed well hydrated) and a long nap.
It's 8:25pm and the sun is about 25-30 degrees off the horizon still, but the glare has gone and for that I am grateful.
Once the shadow of the neighbouring block of flats covered my teeny tiny front porch I was able to get oput there and give my thirsty pots a nice big drink of water.

And can you believe the water in our supply pipes is already running hot? From the cold taps!!
I turned on the shower expecting cool and almost scalded myself. Jumped out quicksmart I can tell you!
That doesn't usually happen this early in the season.
Guess the global warming rumors have something to them after all.

Monday, January 23, 2012

oh, urk, ugh, what is that?

It's hot here today, so I have the flat closed up with the blinds down to keep out as much sun and hot air as possible.

I'm sitting here, scrolling through people's blogs, when I notice a strange odour in the air. Something not nice. Something that smells like pooh-ed newborn-baby nappies.
 I get up and walk around and this is in every room! All three and a half of them!

What could the neighbours be cooking to make the air smell like this??
I opened the door to the back porch and the odour is out there too.

Perhaps it isn't someone's cooking.....I have heard a newish baby crying in the last week or so...but still.....to have this odour come right through my flat is more than a little annoying. I hope it clears quickly. I've turned the fan on high and turned on the exhaust fans in kitchen and bathroom.

journey to the abyss

When I was in town last, I spotted a display case outside one of the department stores.
Inside was a red and white crab of quite large dimensions.

There were leaflets advertising the South Australian Museum's latest exhibition.

Titled "Journey to the Abyss", the exhibition features over 90 real deep-sea specimens with supporting information, hands-on investigation stations and a full-sized, interactive submarine ideal for junior explorers.

More of the blurb reads:

"Did you know that more people have been to space than to the bottom of the ocean?
(personally, I did not know that)
In Journey to the Abyss, the South Australian Museum invites you to experience life in the cold, dark depths.

Discover an isolated wilderness thatis home to some of the most surprising and captivating creatures: some scary, some cute, and all fascinating."

Did you notice that bit that says "cold, dark depths"?

Sounds to me like a good place to be. Somewhere, anywhere, in the cold, dark depths.
Anyone who knows me, knows that this is the sort of thing I say every summer.
(give me the winter!  let's  move somewhere cooler!  how about we visit a snowbound cave in Alaska!)

Well, since I don't have a chance in hell of our summer suddenly turning cold enough to keep me happy, I'll settle for a cool museum, with exhibits from the cold, dark depths of the oceans.

The show is on from 17 December 2011 (hey, that's last year already!) to 12 March 2012.
Tickets are $13 for adults; $7 for children under sixteen; $30 for a family ticket.
A concession ticket is $10.

I'll be taking my camera, but I don't think taking photos will be allowed. .
I think they'd much prefer to have paying customers coming in, instead of everybody and his uncle seeing the exhibits through photos on the internet.
And fair enough too. The cost of bringing and maintaining the exhibition is probably quite high and on top of that profits must be made.

Sunday, January 22, 2012

Sunday Selections # 53

Welcome to another Sunday Selections day.

If you'd like to join in the rules are so very simple!

Search your computer files for old photos that have been languishing unseen,
(or for something newer that you haven't used yet),
post them under the Sunday Selections title and link back to Kim from Frog Ponds Rock.

Then go to Frog Ponds Rock and add your name to Kim's linky list and leave her a comment.

Here is my selection for this week, a few more photos of a stall at Adelaide's Central Market.


A Taste of Marrakech.
This is the spice stall for those wanting a genuine middle eastern flavour in their food.

On this stand a range of whole and ground spices are displayed in bowls and jars.
I haven't looked too closely at them, because I don't often use these flavours.
Most of my food is quite bland.

On the other side of the stall is row upon row of fruits and vegetables, whole, sliced, halved, and pickled with assorted spices.
The jars look very pretty, I like the shapes. I've always had a thing for nice jars.

I'll be leaving the Central Market alone for a while now, I don't want any of you getting bored with my photos.
(what, she's at the market again? pfft!)

Saturday, January 21, 2012

orange fluff

This quick and easy summer dessert is healthy and yummy.

ORANGE FLUFF 

  • 2 1/2 cups orange juice
  • 1 tablespoon gelatine powder
  • 2 tablespoons honey
  • 2 eggs. separated
  1. Place orange juice in a saucepan, sprinkle gelatine over it, let stand for 30 minutes.
  2. Add honey, heat gently, remove from heat just before boiling.
  3. Stir in well beaten egg yolks, allow to cool.
  4. Beat egg whites until stiff, fold into orange juice mixture.
  5. Pour into serving dishes. Place into refrigerator.
  6. Mixture will separate as it sets into a jelly base and fluffy orange topping.
Sorry, there's no photo.

Friday, January 20, 2012

public service announcement....

....to people riding on the buses.

If you're sitting in one of those seats at the front that face backwards into the rest of the bus, this message is for you.

If you are going to yawn wider than your home garage, (or even yawn at all), please, please, cover your mouth with your hand.

I don't care if that means you have to stop playing with your i-phone for two seconds.
I have no wish to see your tonsils.
Ever.

Thank You.

Thursday, January 19, 2012

shopping for thongs

I have had only one pair of thongs for probably eight years now.
I don't wear them often, so they've lasted well.

See? Hardly worn at all. My very comfortable thongs.
Rubber base, cotton webbing straps.
Flip-flops for all the Americans out there.

Yesterday, this happened. 

Sigh.
Now I have to go shopping for thongs.
I hope they still make this particular type.

I wonder how many people thought I might be talking about thong underwear?

Wednesday, January 18, 2012

Whimsical Wednesday

Welcome to another Whimsical Wednesday.

I'd like to remind you that these images don't belong to me, I've borrowed them from google images and I'd like to extend a thank you to whoever puts these gems out there for us to enjoy.

Today's picture?

Eggs gone bad.




Tuesday, January 17, 2012

it's been a funny sort of day

The weather was hot, (cooling down now), but not humid at all, so overall, not too bad.

But I felt like I wasn't me, or possibly just half of me, a shadow of myself.
I began to wonder if my mind had stayed home, sound asleep on its little pillow.

Did my shift at work pretty much on auto-pilot, came home and veg-ed out on the couch for a while, then made coffee and checked the TV guide.

Can you believe there's not a single thing on TV that I want to watch?

There's tennis, no thank you.
There's cricket, I'd rather watch paint dry.

There's a couple of movies a bit later, both of which I've already seen.
One that I wouldn't watch again if you paid me, (of course that would depend on how much you paid me....on second thoughts, no thanks).
The other starts later, almost at my bedtime, so that's out too.
I have that one on dvd though, so when I'm in the mood for it, I'll watch it.
Just not today.

Instead, I have the I-pod playing while I type this and munch leftover pizza for dinner.
It's very yummy pizza, with tomato, cheese, capsicum, olives, a little oregano....mmmmm.

I'll be in bed early tonight, hopefully tomorrow, body and mind will be as one again.

Monday, January 16, 2012

how many muscles are in the human body?

I'm sure someone out there knows the answer, but really, don't tell me.
All I know is that every single one of mine is aching.
Not as much as yesterday, thank goodness.
Hardly at all now actually.

The reason for my discomfort?
The bike.
And myself of course.
I rode on Saturday, further than I've ever ridden since I first got on the bike.
Heh, I'm such an over-achiever....

Anyway, earlier this year, I'd bought a basket to go on the front of the bike.
Nothing as simple as the old-fashioned sort that just hooks over the handlebars.
Oh no.
This complicated little s*** of a basket needed a fixture fitted to the handlebars with power tools.
I don't have any.
Plus I looked at the instructions and they might as well have been written in Klingon for all the sense I could make of them.

So, Saturday.
I put the basket in a big old garbage bag, (bright yellow, for easy visibility by passing motorists), and decided it was now or never.
I was riding into town and get this basket fitted.
Off I went.

Stuck to the footpaths and bike tracks through the parks as much as I could, and walked the bike across intersections.
(I'm a safety girl...)
Getting into town was easy, getting the basket fitted was easy, getting home again, not so easy.
The roads aren't flat!
The way home involved more than one gentle upward slope.

I'm telling you, my thighs were not happy!
I took it as easy as I could, getting off and walking the bike several times, once even stopping altogether and resting.
But I made it home, and straight away, lay flat on my back with my knees up on pillows for an hour.
When I got up again, my thighs were fine.
So I went about the rest of my day, eventually getting to bed around 11pm.

Sunday morning dawned and I tried to roll out of bed.
And discovered that my upper back and shoulders were quite stiff and almost painful.
I had to lie there and gently stretch my way into the day.
I knew the best cure for this was to get moving, so after a hot shower, I took a gentle stroll around the block.
Later in the day I took another walk, then a third stroll around the block just after the sun disappeared.

I'm still a bit achy, (but not as bad as when I hurt my back), but no real damage has been done and I was able to work today .
The best part?
The basket is fitted and I don't have to ride that far in one hit ever again if I don't want to.

The lesson I learned?
Well, knowing me as well as I do, I probably didn't learn a damn thing....

Sunday, January 15, 2012

Sunday Selections #52

Welcome back to Sunday Selections. 
Brought to us by Kim, from Frog Ponds Rock fame, sunday Selections is an ongoing weekly meme that allows us to post previously unseen photos on our blogs.

Anyone at all can join in, all you need to do is post your photos under the Sunday Selections title, link back to Kim somewhere in your post, then go on over to Frog ponds Rock and add your name to Kim's linky list.
Easy peasy.
Oh, leave Kim a comment too. she loves them.

I often (but not always) use a theme for my Sunday Selections and this week I've chosen to feature:-

GRAPES 

Seedless of course.

Red grapes, which are very yummy.....

...and black grapes, also yummy and super sweet too.

Did you know that eating black grapes makes your tongue black?
Just like licorice.
I didn't, but I do now.

Grapes are a new passion of mine.

When I was little, the only grapes we ever had at home were sultana grapes, because that's what was growing in the backyard of the house next to ours and the old couple living there said we could pick as many as we wanted whenever we liked.

Years later, it became very hard to find sultana grapes in the shops, so I stopped eating grapes, because the larger green variety were sour, to me anyway.

A couple of years ago, I tried the seedless green grapes again and found them acceptable, last year I tried the red "flame seedless".
And found them delicious.

Last Friday, for the first time ever, I bought black grapes.
Oh. My. God.
How could I have missed these all these years?? 
So yummy!! 

Please, join us in this weekly Sunday Selections meme.

Saturday, January 14, 2012

one of my favourite aromas

and I suspect yours too...

....is that of bread and pastries baking.

That's why I always enjoy walking past (and lingering near) places like this>>>


The Hot Bread stall at Adelaide's Central Market.
This isn't the only bread stall there of course, but it is the only one called Hot Bread.

It offers a range of delights, such as this above, whatever it is, I have no idea, there were no labels.
Well, not on this basket anyway.

Cheesy croissants.

Cinnamon Swirls. A firm favourite of mine for many years now.
Behind them, Maple Pecan Plaits, another favourite, but too sweet to eat too often.
 
Stay tuned for another little part of Adelaide's Central Market soon.

Friday, January 13, 2012

people around here are garden proud

Walking around my new neighbourhood in the weeks before Christmas, I noticed that many homeowners around the backstreets seem to enjoy gardening.

Not only are their front yards nicely planted and well tended, but so are the nature strips, the bit along the front fence as well as the wider strip that borders the footpath and divides it from the road.

Here's a couple of examples >>>>









These are different views of just two of the lovely gardens I've seen while getting my daily exercise.

Thursday, January 12, 2012

breakfast

wholemeal bread......half a leftover tomato......the end of the block of cheese


= quick and easy breakfast.

Wednesday, January 11, 2012

whimsical wednesday

It's whimsical Wednesday again!

A little cartoon to make you smile.
(borrowed from google images of course)

Tuesday, January 10, 2012

what a downpour!

Last Saturday I went riding on my bike. I decided I'd go a little further than just around the block.
It had been cloudy all day, with rain predicted, but what the heck....the only rain we'd been having was a spit here, a drop there. I'd go riding...it would be fine.
And it was.

At first.

I went around the block, crossed over Glen Osmond road, then turned into the walking/biking trail inside the Glenside facility. Followed it all the way to the end, crossed Greenhill Road and continued along enjoying the cool air....
 After half an hour, I decided I should turn for home.
Two minutes later a few spits of rain came down, then there was a rumble of thunder, and suddenly the heavens opened.

There I was, out in the open, half an hour's ride from home, getting rather wet. A lot wet.
Soaked. Saturated. Drenched.
I had to take my glasses off to see where I was going.

To be safe I walked the bike across intersections, which had become completely flooded in the first few minutes! Water up to my ankles! Really!
Would I lie to you?
My sneakers are still drying out.

It wasn't cold at all, well, I didn't feel cold, just so very wet.
It didn't seem like such a big storm either, in spite of the amount of rain and every single intersection being flooded so badly the water was meeting in the middle of main roads and the gutters had gushing torrents which would have swept away a small boat.

I made it home safely, had a hot shower, then dried off the bike.
And wouldn't you know it! The rain stopped.
Hah! I knew it was going to be just a shower....

Sunday morning I bought the newspaper and learned that it had in fact been quite a severe storm, with flash flooding in a lot of suburbs.

All I can say to that is...all's well that ends well.
I handled the bike fairly well, didn't fall off or crash into anything, made it home safely.
Through a storm!
With thunder!
And a bit of lightning too. 

Maybe I should be a little more careful in the future......

Monday, January 9, 2012

New Years Resolutions

2012 is just over a week old now.

How many New Years Resolutions did you make?
How many have you already broken?
One? A few? All of them?

Why do people make resolutions anyway?
In hopes of bettering themselves? Aren't they happy the way they are?
If you aren't happy with yourself a resolution may not be the answer, since there is often a deeper cause.
I digress.
We all know that most resolutions will be broken.
Many people make such fanciful resolutions that they couldn't possibly keep them.
Perhaps they do this because "it was never going to happen anyway"...so don't feel bad about breaking them.

I personally don't make New Years resolutions, I never have.
I've never seen any reason to.
If I'm going to make changes, I'll make them, resolution or not.
If I'm not inclined to make changes, then I won't be disappointing myself by breaking a resolution.

All of which makes those first few weeks or months of a new year quite stress free for me.
Just the way I like it.

Sunday, January 8, 2012

Sunday Selections # 51

It's Sunday Selections time again!
Time to post photos that have been hiding away in your computer files, photos that you may have completely forgotten about.
Have a hunt through your files and find some.

This idea come sto us from Kim, at Frog Ponds Rock, who realised one day that she takes many more photos than she uses, as we all do, and wanted to post some of the older ones on her blog.

A once a week meme seemed like a good idea, so Sunday Selections was born, and anyone at all can join in.

I often choose a theme for my Sunday Selections and this week I've chosen one of my favourite foods.

CHEESE
The following photos were taken at one of the cheese stalls at Adelaide's Central Market last November.

I prefer to buy my cheese in block form, so that I can slice, cube or grate as needed.


I haven't actually tried any of these selections, I'm not so adventurous when it comes to new tastes and I was raised on mild cheese that we bought in wedges from the local corner store. 3/-* worth of cheese was quite a lot in those days and would last us almost a week. * three shillings, not sure what that is in todays money.

They do look interesting though, and this may be the year when I try a few. I wonder if they'd sell me just 50grams of any variety, just for tasting purposes. Perhaps they have tasting platters.....


I like looking at the whole, uncut cheese wheels.


These were something I'd never seen before, so I asked what they were.
Smoked baby mozzarella with a whole chilli pepper buried in the centre.
This might be the first one I try. I know that if I don't like it, I have a son who will.


Cheese Diva.

Camembert. When I was younger, I refuse to try what I considered "snobs" cheeses, because I'd heard you were supposed to eat the white mould that surrounded it as well, there was no way I was going to eat mould on purpose!
I have tried Camembert since then, but usually scooping the cheese out from the mould "skin" and spreading it on crackers.

Next week.......a different market stall.

To join in with Sunday Selections, post photos of your choice under the Sunday Selections title, link back to Kim, then go to Frog Ponds Rock and add your name to her linky list.
Don't forget to leave Kim a comment.

Then have a look at what others have posted for their selections.
There are some really good photographers out there.

Saturday, January 7, 2012

wedding, and other, spoons

When I first got married, wa-a-ay back in 1971, my mum organised the younger siblings, step-siblings and friends when it came to gift buying. (She knew what she wanted me to have.)

I received three cutlery sets, each with settings for four people, but all with the same design.
So I had enough matching cutlery to be able to hold a dinner party for twelve people if I was ever inclined to do so.
I also received three dinner sets, each with a setting for four people, but all with the same design.
So I had enough matching crockery to be able to hold a dinner party for twelve people if I was ever inclined to do so.
(I never was inclined to do so...)

Now, all these years later, these two teaspoons and a knife, are all that remain of the original settings. I don't remember what happened to the rest, I'm not one to lose things, but disappear they did.


Here is a close-up of the design on the handles.

In between then and now, there has (have?) been three different cutlery sets, one that came as a bonus package along with a stoneware dinnerset I bought, long since passed on to one of the kids, a cheap (and cheap looking) black plastic handled set which I didn't like for very long as the handles started falling off, a more expensive black plastic handled set which lasted right up until 2010.

Then, two days after L left, in a euphoric rush of freedom spending, I bought my current cutlery set.
I'd planned on lay-bying it, but when I went to the store it was on sale for half price, so it came home with me the same day.

It's a setting for eight people, which is more than I need, (unless 7 people all drop in at once for coffee and cake) but I liked the design and the way they balanced in my hands. I'd been eyeing them off for weeks.

Here is a close-up of the design.



I have two teaspoons left from a set of six that my mum gave me as an engagement gift.
When she was a child, her Dad had won them as a prize for his show rabbits.
Silver plated, in a box lined with blue velvet, I was supposed to keep them to pass on to my first-born girl as her engagement gift, then she would do the same and so on.
Mum didn't tell me I was supposed to do this, so of course I used these very pretty spoons and when mum eventually came to visit me, she wasn't happy. Too bad. 

The silver spoons....

...not looking too shabby, even after years and years of stirring my coffee.
(I'm fairly confident I know what happened to the other four, but that tale shall remain untold)

Here's a close-up of the design.

Simple, elegant...not at all ostentatious, which is a good thing, because I don't like stuff that's too show-offy.
That's my camera reflection making the nearer handle look darker.

Friday, January 6, 2012

toasters - why don't they work properly?

Why can't someone invent a toaster that works properly?
I mean for longer than the first few days of use!
And affordable for the masses of course!

How many of us buy a new toaster every year or so, in hopes of evenly coloured golden brown bread to start our day with?

How many of us put up with the same old toaster....and bread that is unevenly toasted?

Bread that is browned only on the bottom half of the slice?
Bread that is browned only on one side, with the other side being barely coloured?
Bread that is browned only in the middle while the edges are warmed and slightly crispy but certainly not browned.
Bread that is browned, but only barely, on either side, no matter how high a setting we choose on the dial?

I have a toaster that I bought within a month of moving here and for a few days the toast was lovely.
A little darker than golden, coloured from crust to crust, both sides the same shade.
Very nice.

Now?  A small circle of bread in the centre of the slice is browned, one side darker than the other.
Hmpf!!   and Pffft!!

This has been my experience with toasters for most of my life, which is why I gave up on them at an early age and resorted to toasting my bread under the griller.
Of my gas stove.
Now that I have an electric stove, this is no longer possible.
Okay, it is possible, but I'm not prepared to pay a fortune in electricity bills just to enjoy a bit of toast in the mornings.
Because, as you may recall, an electric grill takes forever to heat up, (costing thousands of dollars, which may or may not be a slight exaggeration), and even longer to cool down.

So I went back to a regular toaster, for the not so often occasions that I fancy a bit of toast with my juice.
And I was happy with it for about a week.
Now?
I'm not happy.

Is there a toaster out there that does evenly browned slices of bread?
From crust to crust.
Day after day, month after month, year after year?
Something that doesn't cost an arm and a leg to buy?
Something that doesn't take up all available space in a kitchen, especially a kitchen that has only two square feet of available space? (Possibly two and a half...).
Something that doesn't require a degree in rocket science to operate it?

Thursday, January 5, 2012

television antenna towers of last century

Some of you may remember my post of 6/10/10, titled mid-north SA, in which I mentioned the high towers in many back yards around Port Pirie. These had TV antennas attached to them so that we could pick up TV programs from Adelaide.

I'd asked my sister to send me some photos of these if she could, please, and expected her to take her camera on a little walkabout and snap me a few shots.
Well, she didn't.
What she did instead, was hunt up a photo that she knew she had somewhere, finally found it and had it photocopied to send to me.
And then forgot to send it.
Until now.
I got a letter from J yesterday, with photos inside.

Here it is, one television antenna tower, >>>>

I have absolutely no memory of this photo being taken, but that is definitely me and R about two thirds of the way up on the tower, posing for Dad.
And would you look at me wearing a skirt!  That's something I don't do anymore. (nor do I climb TV towers...)

Another photo included was an old school photo, class of 1963.
I won't publish the whole photo as there are people in there who might not want their childhood faces all over the internet, but I've isolated one insanely grinning little face.
It's a little fuzzy, sorry about that. >>>>

This is me, aged either 10 or 11, depending on which end of the year this was taken.
From memory, these school photos were usually taken during first term, but all of us are wearing jumpers or cardigans, so perhaps it was taken during second term. I'll never really know.