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September 2, 2014 / M-R

We’ve had a year of this !

It’s amazing to think that the guvmint has been ‘managing’ things for this length of time – it seems twenty times that long.     :-(

TROWC’s first anniversary’s record is to be perused with astonishment; for it is hard to credit that a guvmint could get so much so wrong in so short a period.

September 1, 2014 / M-R

1 Day 1 World Project: 5.00 am – 6:00 am

Did me best – wasn’t good enough.

I was DESPERATE for a photo on the outside; but at 5 to 6 this-morning it was still dark ! Hence there is extraordinary courage in presenting the ‘photo’ below, to add to Lisa’s non-challenge at

They are, of course !, telling us this is the first day of spring. I don’t go along with that, and prefer to wait for the vernal equinox (the antipodean one); and in three weeks it should be lighter before 6, and I should be less irritated by my awful photos.

1 Day 1 World Project

1 Day 1 World Project

September 1, 2014 / M-R

CS monthly photo #11

And now for something completely different … (I wish I’d said that first !)

This is a shot from the 10-year anniversary of the Bicentenary anniversary of Australia’s beginnings !

The tall ships had been here in huge numbers in 1988; and for the same period (January) in 1998 someone had the brilliant idea of seeing how many we could get back again. The answer is a fair bloody few: these are the latecomers who had to moor down in Pyrmont Bay – when the Stringers had 2 months previously moved in to their Pyrmont flat-with-divine-view.  Of course, we did go down there in person and wander about, as well.     :-)

The big black RORO vessel you see has just left the very long wharf that’s out of shot on the right: it was called “The Hungry Mile”, that wharf, and was part of our nation’s seafaring history. Now it’s called “Barangaroo“, and is the most enormous development of offices/second casino ( ! )/shops/residential units ever undertaken in Oz. It will be, it’s now being claimed, a suburb in its own right. The link takes you to a selection of articles from The Sydney Morning Herald, a Fairfax publication (that means it’s not owned by Rupert Murdoch).

We LOVED the commercial shipping. There isn’t any, any more: the NSW guvmint realized they were sitting on a fortune and sold all the waterfront land to developers. Plus ça change …

Nice pic. but, eh ?

August 31, 2014 / M-R

OK, here’s the thinking …

A second blog.

… . ………. … .. . …… .. !!!!!!

Such LANGUAGE ! – you should be ashamed !     [grin]

Everyone kindly go and wash your mouths out with soap THIS INSTANT; and then you may come back and I shall regale you with some details – but only if you promise not to keep interrupting …

1. I would leave this blog to THE BOOK and everything even remotely pertaining.

2. Doing that would allow me to play around (within the new one) with themes till the cows come home, if I want. NB: remember this horrid fact !     ;-)

3. The new one would be called something along the lines of … oh, “By-line: M-R”, or the like. It would be much as this one has become, of course – it’s far too late for me to come up with some specific theme that would mean being on the qui vive at all times in order to keep it fed. No; just more of the same old stream of consciousness, without any reference to Atlmd.

I am fatally drawn to the idea of starting out all over again: why, I haven’t the slightest idea !

You can put the blame on Mame Marie of for this (as you see from the screen-grab), whose blog I am now following in gratitude. She’s a writer: she would call herself a wannabe writer. I call myself that, too.

Now I shall sit back and wait for the screams of protest to die down.

August 30, 2014 / M-R

There’s a reason, this time

At my Parramatta Library talk on Thursday, I had a fair bit of discussion afterwards (while stuffing my face with very nice vego sandwiches – imagine !!) about the blogsite.

The general consensus was that fancy things –amongst which is slideout navigation – are not favoured by those who cannot claim to still have youth on their side/s. That is, of course, those other than me, alas ! – for I love all that clever business.

As I’ve talked about my blogsite at every Library talk I’ve given, it now strikes me that there may well have been (if I look at this from am optimist’s p.o.v.) people trying to browse it, without enjoyment or any feeling of achievement.

Sighh …

I really do mean this blog’s raison d’être to be my book … so I don’t think I have any choice. I must make the site as readily accessible as possible to the people referred to above.

August 29, 2014 / M-R

More music, anyone …?

grouphead: ‘bottomless’ is a bit like removing that double spout

I’m currently struggling with my new bottomless filter grouphead, without a huge lot of success.

Must preface that (a bit late, eh ?) by saying that I have been able to make a WONDERFUL flat white with it, but at the cost of an enormous amount of coffee ground by my Lelit. I’m sitting here with a whole mugful of a wondrous brew; but I would rather have a smaller amount that I can refill more often.

1-cup and 2-cup filters

1-cup and 2-cup filters

In other words, the bottomless filter grouphead arrived with 2-cup filter inside, and I can’t get the bloody thing OUT ! I want to replace the 2-cup with the single cup filter I always use, but for reasons I don’t comprehend, I just can’t ease the big one out. BUGGER.

(Addendum: ’tis fixed ! I called the supplier and he irritatedly told me how.)

Anyway … all this activity related to Italian things (espresso machine and grinder, as well as new parts) has brought to mind the thought of laying some more Italian pop on you. Whaddya reckon ?

They themselves call it la musica leggera – light music; and that’s a nice, general kind of term, so we’ll stick with it. (Questions will be asked later: pay attention !)

Today we are listening to a different kind of pop track: it’s from one of Stringer’s and my two favourite female vocalists, the very beautiful and equally talented Giorgia:

“Arriva il temporale”, Giorgia, rel. BMG Ricordi SpA 1997.

This is a song that could well be described as a feminist cry. Don’t let that put you off for a moment, though: unless you speak Italian, you won’t have a clue; but you will, I trust !, derive as much enjoyment from this song as from the last one.

August 28, 2014 / M-R

My Federal MP writes

“Margaret-Rose –

Today, Christopher Pyne introduced the Abbott Government’s unfair changes to higher education into parliament.

These changes will:

  • Allow universities to charge whatever they like for a degree
  • Charge students up to 6% interest on their HECS loans
  • Cut public funding for university courses by up to 37%

If these changes pass, students will be forced to take on much more debt and pay a much higher interest rate on that debt.

I can’t imagine how different my life would be if I didn’t have the opportunity to go to university. 

If these changes had been in place when I was thinking about going to uni, I would have had to think very hard about taking on $100 000 in debt and taking many, many years to pay it off. My parents certainly wouldn’t have been able to pay for me.

There will be a lot of kids and parents who are anxiously going through these calculations around the country. This is not the kind of Australia Labor wants to see. 

We will vote against these changes, but we don’t have the numbers by ourselves to block them.

That’s why it is absolutely crucial that the cross-bench senators vote against these unfair changes.

Their votes will be influenced by how strong the public sentiment is against these changes. Can you share our petition on Facebook or twitter and encourage your friends to sign it? Or forward this email on?
If we can show the cross-bench senators that the Australian public does not support these changes we have a much better chance of defeating them. Please tweet or share this petition or forward on this email.

Thank you,

Tanya Plibersek”


I told her I couldn’t, but that I would post it in case any Aussie readers might tweet it or put it on Facebook.

Can only add that I could never have done my postgrad. Certificate under Pyne’s new rules, which would in all probability mean that I would never have finished ATLMD. A particularly subjective statement, that one !

August 27, 2014 / M-R

What is my PROBLEM ?!

Again I’m virtually incapacitated without pain management. Shit a brick, but it makes me grumpy …

I awoke at midnight – having replaced the batteries in my bedside clock, I am sure of this fact ! – to hideous pain in my right upper jaw. Arose, found the Panadeine Forte (which I have NOT had to take for weeks) and threw one down. Went back to bed. Nozzink. Pain simply went on as if I had taken no assistance.

Heaved myself out of bed again and found the Endone (which I NEVER take) with the label saying “for strong dental pain” ( ! ) and also got out half a Xanax to relax me – mostly to stop me being furious – and tried sleeping again. Eventually, at around something like 4 am, I made it. Lui had me up at 7:30; for I will confess to giving him his breakfast of 30g chopped meat at a very ungodly hour, specifically so as to avoid the 5am thing at the bedroom door.

Now both Endone and Xanax have finally cut in, and I am merely grumpy rather than furious.

Have made an emergency appointment for 11 this morning, at which stage we will find out what hideous sum is going to be needed to fix whatever it is – hole in tooth, in fact, for I can feel it with my tongue. Why I could not feel it before, I know not; but these abstruse matters are … abstruse !

Off to get showered and dressed and to the bank for some cash: I’m simply not well enough to be walking into town to catch the bus, so will have to take a taxi DAMMIT ! I LOATHE having to do that: the drivers hardly ever know where you want to go, and speak little English; and the cabs are often dirty and smell of cigarettes (completely illegal to smoke in cabs, but it’s nearly always the drivers who do it while they’re waiting for a fare).

Sighh …

You can see (easily) that I am currently not a happy camper. I shall probably be a lot happier once the Xanax has exited my system; but I have to keep my fingers crossed that the Endone doesn’t before I get to John’s place.

Happily for me, my dentist – to whom I’ve been going since 1978 – is someone I hold in the highest regard: if I didn’t, I wouldn’t go.

Addendum: another damned root canal. Only the gods know how much that’s going to cost. Still, I am out of pain, and without the need for further pain-killers, and that makes me much happier !

I wonder if by now every molar in my head has a root canal …? I wish ! – then there would be no more nights last the last !!!

August 26, 2014 / M-R

Remember heaven ?

We’re there again.     :-)

Paula sends me photos every so often, and I file ‘em for later use. This means that I currently have a fairly large selection, on a fairly wide range of image ‘topics’. I think I might arrange them by date, so as to keep these topics more or less together. In fact, I’ll be playing it by ear …

For those who came in late to this, Paula is my only younger sister, and lives with her husband on a small farm in the Huon Valley in Tasmania (our most beautiful State, but also our coldest !). She is a spring chicken, being 9 years young than I. She is also VERY smart, and I seek her advice often. But that’s another story …

ANYWAY; on their farm they breed cattle and sheep to export for breeding, rather than breeding them for slaughter. They have also acquired … well, you’ll see.

We commence with shots taken on the 3rd of June:

Next are some shots from the 27th June:

Moving on, we come to the 2nd July:

And next, 13th July:

It’s hard to take, isn’t it ? – how grumpy would you be, living there …? Sighh …

Onwards … to the next day, 14th July:

She was fine: you can see the concern showed by the others – it’s truly so DEAR ! But she got up in a while and acted as if nothing had happened. To this day, no-one knows what did.

Then it’s the 22nd July, and this shot is meant to show me the rooster up on the fence: look carefully, eh?     :-)

Paula says he’s giving the cattle a hard time …


To 1st of August, and a VERY different scene, as Paula was driving to UTas, where she Chairs an important Committee, inter plura alia:

It gets COOOLD down there, believe me. Still and all, I’d rather be cold and able to get warm than be streaming with heat and unable to do a goddam thing about it !

And then it’s the 9th August, and Rupert is the boss of two new additions – a pair of white Belgian d’Uccle hens !


I innocently said to Paula “I don’t suppose they can possibly breed …” – and how wrong I was ! Apparently Rupert is having a lovely time …     [grin]

And now we have reached the 26th August:

I seenk ze last vun ees yesterday … The first new lamb !! And as you see, it’s a whole tribe affair.

Paula says that some of the others are so preggers they can scarcely walk: I s’pose some of you have felt much the same …


Well, that’s the lot for now. I hope you(se) continue to derive enjoyment from these wonderful bucolic scenes, and I feel sure you do.

There will be more, eventually …

Oh, and btw … there’s one shot in all that lot that’s there to amuse – or to raise eyebrows, whichever …

August 26, 2014 / M-R

1 DAY 1 WORLD PROJECT: 4:00 AM – 5:00 AM

I managed it, Lisa ! – not very excitingly, though.

I decided to go with it as a kind of link to my previous entry, to Paula’s B&W Sunday and  “Ominous” …

Here is a shot of my kitchen ere the clock – seen in the extreme top centre – has reached 5:00am. Lui Stringer is below, having been rendered rather grumpy by my putting to my face a strange black thing and looking at him.     :-)

As for the hideously bright white thing in the bottom left corner, it’s simply the side/end of the kitchen bench: immediately inside it is the dishwasher, then the sinks, then benchtop; and then it turns the corner with some more benchtop and then the stove that you see. This is not a kitchen designed for the taking of photographs.

No matter ! – the fact is that I have FINALLY managed to re-join Lisa’s non-challenge; and I expect to be able to do it better, next time !

1 Day 1 World

August 25, 2014 / M-R

Black & White Sunday: Ominous

My take on Paula’s non-challenge this week is fairly radically different, as you see; so I need to explain it.

Here is my now very large, 8-years-old-in-October moggy, Lui Stringer. That is to say, here he is at somewhere around 5 months.

The ominous part of this photo is what he would develop into: not just the largest cat ever had by the Stringers or by me before I was a Stringer, but the most loved and depended on.

Readers of ATLMD will recall, perhaps, that Stringer, when trapped in his hospital bed here at home, knowing he was dying and knowing I refused to accept it – and encouraging that ! – was trying to work out what to do to fix the problem we had inadvertently created by being totally happy in each other’s company … to the extent that we had made no effort at all regarding maintaining outside friendships.

The best he could do was to pronounce one evening; “This house needs a CAT !”. And how right he was !     :-)

So this is a photo of a little animal who has wormed his way into my heart like no other. I never thought I’d be able to say that about any of the myriad cats of my life; but it’s the truth.

In spite of the fact that he is the least friendly to others, the most difficult, and the least predictable, and in spite of his tendency when crossed to bite me ( ! ), Lui Stringer has me firmly by the heartstrings.

Never thought it would happen. Never saw the signs …


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