Drifting through life

Welcome back to Sunday Selections.

Begun way back in the mists of time by Kim of Frog Ponds Rock and now continued by Elephant's Child, as I have handed over the reins, with a drastic relaxation of rules.

Originally meant for showcasing old photos lost on your files, never seeing the light of day, the meme has morphed into photos of your choice, new or old, good or not-so-good, anything you please, but nothing rude please.
If you are participating, please leave me a comment so I can buzz along and have a look.
Elephant's Child always participates, and her pictures are always worth seeing.

Only two photos from me today and one of those is from "no-one" taken with her phone

this is from K, she named it Insect Cloud.  Does anyone else see a giant fluffy louse crawling across the sky towards Adelaide?
and here is my Lola, all wrapped up in herself and snoozing at the end of my chair on the raised footrest part while I watch Goliath on TV.

The original Words for Wednesday was begun by Delores and eventually taken over by a moveable feast of participants when Delores had computer troubles.

The aim of the words is to encourage us to write. A story, a poem, whatever comes to mind.
If you are posting an entry on your own blog, please let us know so we can come along and read it.
This month the words are supplied by Wise Web Woman and can be found here.
This week's words are: 

a photo of some warming flames and>>>

1. iceberg
2. gas pump
3. cellar
4. painting

and/or:

1. blackboard
2. carrot
3. doorbell
4. cheese

Here is my story:

We'd been arguing over a million little things, including, for heaven's sake, which of the two young men at the service station was better at operating the gas pump. I'd declared Dave to be the better operator which had Sebastian sneering I only liked Dave because he looked like my first High School boyfriend. Of course I'd hotly denied it, as Sebastian stomped down the stairs to the cel…

The original Words for Wednesday was begun by Delores and eventually taken over by a moveable feast of participants when Delores had computer troubles.

The aim of the words is to encourage us to write. A story, a poem, whatever comes to mind.
If you are posting an entry on your own blog, please let us know so we can come along and read it.
This month the words are supplied by Wisewebwoman and can be found here.
This week's words are:

1. paddock
2. bridge
3. cane
4. moss

and/or:

1. lilac
2. espresso
3. fountain pen
4. peroxide

Here is my story:


We’d taken possession of the old house yesterday. Today, while Ben and I were wandering about downstairs discussing paint colours, the kids were running around upstairs, choosing their rooms and generally rummaging around in boxes of stuff that had been left in the attic.

 Hannah came rushing downstairs looking for us. “Mum, Dad, look at this treasure box I found in the lilac end of the attic! That lilac really needs to be painted over, it’s awful, but look…

There's a lot in the papers lately about the piles of rubbish building up all over Australia, now that China is refusing to accept our recycling stuff. Because too much of it is contaminated, because too many people here don't do the right thing. Also because there's just too much of it I suppose.

Councils everywhere have no idea what to do except to start charging us all higher rates for rubbish removal. I don't see how this will fix the problem. 

I mentioned to a neighbour that we should build huge incinerators and just burn it all. Lo and behold! in the editorial pages of the paper there are people writing in with the same idea! I'm not as cuckoo as some might think. 
Apparently Japan burns their  rubbish and somehow generates electricity and I believe other countries do similar. I think Sweden was mentioned.  (It was in the paper so it must be true...)

If we lowly minions know about this, why doesn't our government? It certainly seems as if their only solution …

Here I am on a brand new laptop, Asus VivoBook, slightly bigger than the last one, which still works, but given it's new habit of turning itself off suddenly and messages that the battery could no longer hold a charge, I bit the bullet and bought this one today (Thursday).

 I made my fair share of mistakes trying to get things going and almost gave up a couple of times with thoughts of taking the whole shebang to K, but I've made it this far, so all is good. All I have to do now is load all my files that I have stored on an external hard drive and add my favourite blogs as I read them.

I'm sure I'll be very happy with this once I get used to it, but nothing will ever be as pretty as my little pearly white Toshiba.
The biggest difference here is all the ports are on one side, on the Toshiba there are ports on both sides. This means I'll have to rearrange my table to get more space on my left, but that can wait for now.

The original Words for Wednesday was begun by Delores and eventually taken over by a moveable feast of participants when Delores had computer troubles.

The aim of the words is to encourage us to write. A story, a poem, whatever comes to mind.
If you are posting an entry on your own blog, please let us know so we can come along and read it.
This month the words are supplied by Elephant's Child and can be found here.
This week's words are:

two phrases:

1. Bitten off more than he can chew
2. diamond in the rough

and these words:

1. welcome
2. trigger
3. moving
4. taller
5. essential
6. expecting

Alex sat in the chair opposite his psychologist and said, "I feel taller somehow, different, as though I can hold my head up now, instead of hiding away."
"What do you think has triggered that?" she asked.
"The moving," said Alex. "Definitely the moving. I was expecting things to be different, but to be made to feel welcome by so many of my new neighbours is a big part o…