Drifting through life

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 again supplied by Delores and can be found here . This week's single word is: TELEVISION When I was a young child, living in the hot and dry mid-north of South Australia, not many people had television sets. Certainly there wasn't one in every home. Being so far from the city, reception for television was poor to non-existent. A solution was to have installed in your backyard a tall metal tower, three-sided, wide at the base and tapering towards the top, where an antenna would be installed, aimed, hopefully, in the right direction, to be able to receive the three broadcasting television stations. 

Anyone receiving an email "from me"  check the subject line where it says "everybody recommends me this" and there is a link to 'booklet.aimconsultoresdotcom' please be aware this is NOT from me, those buggers have hacked my email list again.  I apologise, but don't know how to stop it.  

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 again supplied by Delores and can be found here . This week's words are: 1. blasted 2. withered 3. derelict 4. broken 5. chained 6. ground  and/or: 1. fresh 2. growing 3. alive 4. active 5. hope 6. dreams Here is my story: a further installment of the Shark Cove tale Roger came back in wiping his hands dry and showed Detective Inspector Stanley Grace and Detective Irene Fargo into his evidence room where he proudly displayed boxes of files arrayed in alphabetical order according to year of production. In almost no time at all, Stanley and Irene were opening boxes of files on missing p

In my newspaper this morning: UK-based Serco Group has been awarded an initial seven year contract to operate and manage the Adelaide Remand Centre, with an option for a further five years. Why the "oh dears" in the title? I'll tell you: Serco has "... an extensive and scandalous history or failure in operating private prisons and corporate responsibility in Australia and overseas." Serco "was the subject of scathing criticism from the Queensland Crime and Corruption Commission." Serco " lost its NZ contract for the Mt Eden prison and was fined following evidence of understaffing and poor supervision and reports of violence and neglect ." "In the UK, Serco has been the subject of criminal and statutory inquiries. " So why is our government hiring this Serco Group? Because...drum roll... after a rigorous tender process......the government will save $5-6 million a year. So, forget about safety, proper supe

Welcome back to Sunday Selections. Begun way back in the mists of time by Kim of Frog Ponds Rock and now continued by me, 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 is taking a well earned break right now, but will be back when she is ready Last week I found myself with an unexpected day off, so I headed for the beach. I've been away from the water far too long. After taking a bus to the city, then a train to the beach, my walk began with fish and chips, best fish I ever had, but too many chips. Next time I'll just get the fish. I'll be walking in this direction until I get tired this mini train crossing is for the mini train that

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 again supplied by Delores and can be found here . This week's words are: 1. despair 2. frizzy hair 3. hot air 4. impair 5. repair 6. midair here's what I came up with: Betsy came crashing in through the salon doors. "Help me, please," she cried. "I'm in despair . This morning's rain, now this unexpected hot air have brought back the frizzy hai r I hate so much."  Huge tears welled up and began to trickle down her perfect pink cheeks.  Cynthia showed her to a newly vacated chair. "Don't worry so much," she said to Betsy. Nothing nature can throw at us sh

just because I felt like it Matchbox  (not to be confused with Matchbox Twenty, a newer group that I don't like) Rockabilly Rebel I hope it plays, it isn't the exact one I listened to on you tube, but oddly enough, when you decide to put one here, they never give the same choices ☹

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 again supplied by Delores and can be found here . This week's SINGLE word is: TIME TIME ticks on by like  a heartbeat day after day weeks pass, months fly, the years travel on how many beats are behind us? how many do we have left? I'm hoping for much more time, I like it here on earth. 

Again, no intro blurb, I wasn't sure I'd get these few photos done, I've been typing too much lately, but Val, on her blog, unbagging the cats, has shown her husband's collection of Coca Cola memorabilia. I told her about my few Coke items and she expressed an interest in seeing them, so here they are. All three of them.  first , my smallish metal tray. you can see the whitened parts where the original red got worn away, I used this for years for coffee and sugar canisters along with a couple of mugs and teaspoons. When I noticed the wear, I cleaned it up, gave it a single coat of clear gloss varnish and put it on display on the high shelf. This is about 12 inches or a bit less, by eight inches, or a bit less. I didn't think to measure it while balancing on the step-ladder. second , my poster. the wide black edge is part of the poster, the buckling is because I had this glued on the corners only, to a piece from a corrugated cardboard box that once he

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 ME and can be found right here . Next month Delores will be providing the prompts which may or may not be words. This week's words are: 1. passport 2. movies 3. puffed 4. complete 5. transport 6. bleach and/or: 1. avenue 2. helicopter 3. fair 4. clearly 5. foolishness 6. ability Here is my story: a continuation of last week's chapter. Chatting stopped momentarily as the pizzas arrived and everybody filled their mouths with yumminess. After finishing a slice each, Inspector Stanley Grace reached for the basket holding several slices of garlic bread and handed it aro