This was the cut on the day I had it, yes ?

And this was on Sunday, after I’d washed my hair and done my best to flatten the sides. (All the tops I bought from Shein are now  too big, and this one has splashes of toothpaste down it. JESUS CHRIST ! – can’t I even clean my teeth before getting dressed ??? I blame it on looking like an elderly matron.)

This one I took about ten minutes ago, to show you how going from the sublime to the ridiculous can make an old fart happy.

I shall put in my hoop earrings when I go out – or my river pearl drops – cos otherwise people will think I’m cruising .. [grin]

As can be easily seen, I actually detest this selfie process as much as I detest my fucking PHONE.  If Stringer were still with me, he would teach me how to use it and life would be absolutely fine (as Max was wont  to say whenever asked – cf “The St Mary’s Chronicles”). But although I’m good with everything PC on my laptop, I realize how set in my ways I am, and how much I hate having to learn alternative methodologies – like this bloody phone, or the tablet that’s still sitting in its box because I hate it too.

I signed up for a Zoom course on U3A about making the most of your Android phone; but all it’s done for me so far is make see how totally and irrevocably tied in with everything related to Google (their parent) these phones are. I seem to spend most of my life trying to delete everything to do with Google and discovering that the phone won’t work if I manage to.

What’s the solution ? – an Apple phone ??? Apart from the fact that even re-thingummied Apple phones can cost up to a cool thou, and the cheapest I’ve found so far is well over $400 (and isn’t recommended !) – not to mention the RAGE this fact brings on when I think about Tim Cook’s wealth – the whole idea of having to have what I laughingly call my personality split between the two OSs is horrifying.

Even trying to access the WW app on my Oppo is .. well, horrible. I simply haven’t the faintest idea of how to navigate my way around the site. So I don’t: I just stick with the website on the laptop and hope that somewhere I’ll find someone to teach me how to use the tablet. Surely that would be easier that this stupid, INFURIATING little piece of hardware that I actually threw onto the floor a short time ago, hoping it would die .. but of course it didn’t.   😦

And remember – I have another, identical phone, still in its presentation gear. Anyone want an Oppo ?

 

 

I have an appointment with the local barber next Thursday morning, and she is going to give me a #4 all over. YAAAAAAaaaay !!

I’ve had quite enough of HAIR. Don’t recall the last time I had this much ! – but it would’ve been black, not grey. And possibly not as curly – that surprised me. I note that HAIR is not around when it comes to eyebrows or eyelashes – only on me bonce. Can’t think where the brows and lashes went ..

Anyway, I’m looking forward to the contrasting photo as of Thursday next !! – no more seeing frizzy hair out of the corner of my eye when I lean back against my chair ..

I’ve gone back to knitting ! For a long time my arthritic little and ring fingers on the left hand wouldn’t enable that – not without a lot of angry screaming in pain, anyway. I managed to (sort of) train those fingers straight rather than curled while holding the object being knitted: a modern miracle !

What’s actually new is that I’m knitting a top-down cardigan ! Top down ? – this is something I have eschewed my whole knitting life. No, I don’t recall what ingrained that habit; but ingrained it was and many a top-down object was scornfully passed over. My US friend Michele LOVES top-down – in fact, I think it might be all she knits – and she is so superb a knitter that I eventually decided there must be sumpn’ in that top-down stuff. (My other genius knitter is a Pom; and Phil does the most astounding fair isle/stranded knitting you’ve ever seen !)

This first effort is a test for me: it already contains split yarn (half-knitted-through) in some stitches, and M1Ls where M1Rs ought be. But I don’t care ! – if I can finish it, it will be A Major Achievement !

The body – which after a few plain rows I shall be embarking on – contains “lace”. It’s not really lace, just some patterned YOs, but it will relieve my far-from-expert stocking stitch.

It’s almost exciting !

P.S. Thought I’d better add the pattern photo to prevent anyone else’s thinking my project is a bolero ! PLEASE NOTE: I am NOT the same shape/size of this young lady. I’m taller and not much smaller around the bum; but as I said, she’s apple-shaped and I’m pear-shaped. This means she has big tits and I don’t. Alas.

I’ve been here, I’ve been there.

Tried dabbling in my own deep interests (e.g., US politics up to Joe’s much sought-after and totally vindicating election; or vegetarian recipes).

I’ve tried theming my blog.

Of recent times I’ve so done away with theming that I don’t even have categories or tags.

Some masochists might recall that this time ’round I opened it up in crochet and knitting mode.

Sighh ..

Somewhere I lost my way.

It’s possible that I’ve grown anxious about providing stuff that interests everyone who  visits my blog. (I left out the ‘l’ in that last word; and the resultant sentence caused me to fall about laughing. Possibly my problem is simple-mindedness ?)

Anyway.

There is a porpoise to all this whingeing. And yes, I believe FIRMLY that the word must include an ‘e’; whinging simply doesn’t look right. But .. I shouldn’t need BOTH an ‘e’ and an ‘i’ to soften the ‘g’ .. So perhaps I’ll bit the bullet from now on.

There’s a purpose to my whinging (eeeek !): I’ve decided to revert to some topics, but not many.

• • Knitting and Crochet (the activity I spend most time on)
  • Aging (the various signs of  which are creeping on)
  • My environment (nicely non-specific, covers a shitload)

One thing you will see very little of is gardening, as in days of yore –

because my balcony has proved itself to be a furnace. Last week we had days of around 30-32 degrees from Tuesday to Saturday inclusive: as my balcony is never less than about 12-15 degrees hotter than the BoM says is happening, all the little plants in my standing planter-box were cooked. I watered them when the sun wasn’t around, but it didn’t/couldn’t save them.

I do have – Something ! in mind, though ..

 

It definitely exists.   🙂

Those of you who hail from America, don’t take offence at this little video: I think it’s so clever that it deserves to be bruited abroad.

Sammy J is one of our best-known wits. This will indicate why ..

 

 

I have decided that the basic difference between Democrats and Republicans is their smiles:

Getting rid only of Trump and having still to cope with the DISGUSTING McConnell at the head of the Senate would be truly terrible; but at least it does mean that all the arseholes like the Trump children – known on Twitter as ‘the devil’s spawn’ (oh, how I love it !) – plus Barr, plus all the grifters like Betsy De Vos, etc., will be gone. There is some good to be found,

What am I saying ?! – there will no longer be the orange baboon !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I wish I believed that you exist. Because then I’d have a reason to fall to my knees and pray that of the remaining four undecided Senate seats at least three go to the Democrats. For unless that happens, Joe’s victory will be the most Pyhrric of all times.

But I don’t.

Here you go: it’s brilliant !