Wednesday, December 23, 2009

A Blessed and Peaceful Christmas to all.

And for a very necessary thought to our animal friends and preserving the rain forests and other worthy causes, please sign the petitions on -

http://www.thehungersite.com/

And click on http://www.barkingmad.co.za to donate a bowl of food.

IT IS FREE!




You can even click every day. And every day you click you will make a free donation!

Tuesday, December 15, 2009

The stupidity of human 'kind'....

Labour Unions and cancer have a lot in common. They grow and strangle themselves and everything around them to death.
I suppose the complete downfall of British Airways will not come as a surprise then. It is no longer good enough to have a job, there has to be more, more, more - pay, money, free time and less work. And then when it is all gone, people will cry because they do not have a job, income....bread on the table?
If human are supposed to be an intelligent species, how come they have no insight? Even an octopus takes precautions for the future...

From National Geographic

Octopuses have been discovered tip-toeing with coconut-shell halves suctioned to their undersides, then reassembling the halves and disappearing inside for protection or deception, a new study says. You can watch this remarkable video on National Geographic!




Sunday, December 13, 2009

1935

This photograph was taken during the Great Depression.
We tend to forget how things can change for the better but also for the worse.




We have so much to be grateful for?

Saturday, December 12, 2009

Is this our future?

Nobody talking about  population (out of control) growth?
Every person leaves a carbon footprint!
The Earth can survive, but can humans?


Wednesday, December 9, 2009

Fame

Young’ girls and sometimes the not so young, fall in love with stars, be it sport, entertainment or any kind of position or role with glamour attached. They are attracted to the man in the midst of the glow of popularity and are desperate to become part of the group (of ‘friends’). But then when one of these girls eventually becomes the wife, the same source of attraction now becomes the source of unhappiness and misery, for now she no longer finds the sharing with friends attractive at all. She finds this leaves her out on her own, yearning for some attention.
Being married to a public persona is not a fairy tale – ask Princess Diana, or Mrs. Tiger Woods. Especially if the persona suffers from an ‘imposter syndrome’ – where he can hardly believe that ‘little old me’ should be so famous. And even more so where there is no ounce of an ability to resist temptation, in whichever form it comes.
Being famous and being public property comes hand in hand, you cannot have fame and all the glory without being the property of the public who afforded you that position in the first place.
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On a different note, some(body)thing else of fame:-

This little Komodo dragon was ‘born’ in a Singapore Zoo. (Photo AFP) Quite difficult to breed these guys in captivity.



Sunday, December 6, 2009

My father...was a funny man







When it came to cars and driving…….


We still laugh when we think about these. Must first tell you that my brother was extremely witty if he wanted to be and he irritated the Holy S&^^%* out of my father and vice versa when it came to driving. My father would never in his whole life allow my brother to touch his car and my brother took absolute delight in taking the Mickey out of Daddy O!

Now, my father’s side of the family was an extremely eccentric lot! So was my father, very eccentric, like a pain- in-you-know-where, but looking back, a man you could spend a whole chapter writing about.

Looking back it is funny with funny incidents.

• He used to, on a Saturday morning go ‘to Town’ to buy meat and parked in the ‘Main’ Road. Sometimes we just went along for the ride. Once there was a similar car same model, same color etc parked about two spaces on. My brother and I watched from across the road… as my father got into the other car and tried to start it. This took a while and then picture this…. He got out and examined the key!

• My father was an extremely...errrr cautious driver, kept well below the speed limit, like 50% below! Once he was ‘cruising’ down the street at no more than 40 km /hour (according to my brother) when somebody overtook him. And my father said:” Look at that bloody fool speeding past!”

• Once it was raining and my brother pointed out to my father to switch on the de-mister. My farther was immediately cross, “Do not speak to me now” he said to my brother, “can you not see that I cannot see out of the window because of all this misting up?”

My father has passed over and I do not think he would ever know how I now treasure some of these memories. Little golden Apples! Pity he cannot see he was really a very funny man in some respects!

Thursday, December 3, 2009

Bedtime stories

A la Henrietta
*smile*



We learn a lot from our mothers although we often do not want to be like them.


When we mature we realize now that we are mothers our daughters will not want to be like us. Then they become mothers and so the cycle continues.


My mother used to read bedtime stories to us but she was tired at that time of the day and though she had a picture book she turned the lights down low and made up stories. Long before the end we were fast asleep.


I tried this with my children. But Helen of troy was not to be fooled. You could not change a single word or you would be regarded and treated as a traitor. It left me no choice, I had to learn the stories off by heart and recite them. (Though I never could manage this with Dr Seuss - The Cat in the Hat.)


I asked my mother whether she ever had to learn the stories off by heart.


“No.” she said, “but then my children were not that smart.”






Sandra’s seen a leprechaun,


Eddie touched a troll.


Laurie danced with witches once,


Charlie found some goblin’s gold.


Donald heard a mermaid sing,


Suzie spied an elf.


But all the magic I have known


I’ve had to make myself.


Shel Silverstein : Where the Sidewalk Ends

Wednesday, December 2, 2009

Give me a BREAK!

Somebody mentioned yesterday that he was ‘psychologically’ tired at the moment, - must be that it is the time of the year. My auditor said this year she finds her fuse a bit short (& this is the most patient person I know) and cannot wait for middle December to close shop. I can only add and I don’t know if it indeed has anything to do with the time of the year or just my general frame of mind but I I subconsciously tend to avoid people that are negative, spreading doom and gloom. And often from a position of complete ignorance...


And complete ignorance spread fears....of course.



Now I can always hit ‘delete’ on my computer if I see it comes from X but I cannot put up a notice on my phone to say ‘don’t call me if you are going to complain, whine or sigh! GIVE ME A BREAK!’ And don’t talk politics to me!



This must be THE time of the year where people put up notices ‘Wipe your %$#@ feet!’, ‘Close the gate behind your &^#@!’



But then there is always somebody that goes one better.



Like the notice with a spelling error on the photocopier, followed with another notice saying ‘ If you are going to post notice, run spelllcheck first’.



The best one must be:-



(The original notice is on the left, the follow-up on the right.)



PassiveAgressiveNotices.com