Wednesday, 19 May 2010

I Cried

















When I read that Gough had been moved to a nursing home recently.

Of course I don't know what the circumstances are and that may be what he has requested.

As a former PM, you'd think ( no, Id think ) that 1. his family would care for him or 2. they could find the money to hire home help or 3. move them to a more age care friendly place to live with help.

A man like him being put into a "zoo for humans" is not sitting well with me.

It just shits me!

But Margaret makes me laugh..

It was reported in the same paper -A great supporter of the arts, Mrs Whitlam, 90, and the couple's daughter Catherine Dovey stepped out together on Monday night for the NSW Premier's Literary Awards. Despite requiring two walking sticks, Mrs Whitlam maintains she is "in rude health for a 90-year-old".

Monday, 17 May 2010

0-17C

At the lights I spotted a big brave territorians number plate, on a frosty morning.
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Sunday, 16 May 2010

New Hobby


I gave up ironing in the early 80s because it was too dangerous, physically and mentally for me. However, after completing a nice hour of ironing lovely linen shirts tonight, I'm feeling more confident. Ive worked out that if you iron with clothes on you dont tend to run over your belly with iron as much and you remember to turn the iron off because you have to walk past the board and iron to get to the bedroom. Cuts out the OCD tendencies I had in the past where Id get to work have to go home to check if the iron was off, everday.

Saturday, 15 May 2010

My Aunt


About 18 months ago my aunts (80) husband died and dad and I went to the funeral. We have had some concern how she might get on with out him. She has a son living with her who has a drug problem, but it must be working out because shes still going quite well. Simmone recounted this story to me just now. Simmone rang aunt and our cousin (oldest son) who lives here in Canberra answered the phone and Simmone is talking to him and he gives her a serve for not waving when he saw her walking to work (it was me he saw) but was so pissed that he thought he was talking to me. But the funny thing is he was telling Simmone that my aunt has started wearing her husbands Y fronts because its easier for her to go to the toilet with out taking her pants off.

My Dad - Lout

Dad turns 72 today and I haven't been able to talk to him on the phone to wish him happy birthday. Im very agitated about this, but finding this picture of him (c 1955) with his best mate Milsy made me smile. This was taken during his apprenticeship as a motor mechanic, which was still a very "new" industry in the 50s. I think it taken in the back yard of Dowling Street. Love the strides.

Friday, 14 May 2010

Crochet Garland

I really have the yearning for garlands at the moment. These lovelies are made by Emma Lamb. Must be something about connection, linking, stages or family....

Wednesday, 12 May 2010

Artist Angst

Im having alot of frustration on my new series of paintings. some of the ink is bleeding when I try to seal it. Im trying to seal with a more robust sealer and up grade the hardware quality to give a more professional finish.
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Monday, 10 May 2010

Having It All

Today I learned another ART lesson. Id visited it before but didn't take notice, now there is no way I can ever let it happen again. When I don't have all the items necessary to begin and complete an idea, it makes be irritable until I can get started. Big HUH?

Sunday, 9 May 2010

Happy Mothers Day Mum


























This photo was taken around 1972, I love it because mum looks so happy and natural and it has all my best girls in it. My darling great aunt Carrie and little sis. It was taken in the depths of winter at the Katherine Gorge, when we were showing our relations from down south around. This was a really nice time in our family life and it was mostly calm may be it was because everyone was on their best behaviour because of the visitors.

Saturday, 8 May 2010

WWW Smackdown Part 2


This time outside the shopping centre. Looking for my phone in my big girls bag and didnt see a small ledge in the pavement. SMACKOOO! This time I have bark missing off me as well as bruised. And, amazing a lady come over to see if I was alright. This time I got straight up swinging.... na gamin. But it was a quick recovery and only laugher by me. Gravity is pickin on me something shockin lately. What with everything drooping and wrinkles? I might as well take up wrestling again.