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August 02 2008 No Comment

Travel on the Huon Trail

OK, I am being incredibly daring here. I have dugg my own squidoo! Is this allowed? Plus, I then blogged from my digg. The miracles of modern technology.

So, the text below is from my digg

Be mild or wild. You can climb a mountain peak in the morning and paddle an azure sea in the afternoon. You can cycle through historic villages, smell the roses in cottage gardens, meet the cheesemaker, the beekeeper, the vintner and the boat builder in this pristine region of waterways and wilderness.

It’s all there on the Huon Trail

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Can you spare a dime for an old dame?

July 19 2008 No Comment

Four Things

Jenny has tagged me with a meme. Four Things. I am not going to do all of it but picked out three of the things

Four movies I can watch over and over

Four TV Shows I love

  • Dr Who
    Every Dr Who that ever was (especially John Pertwee). Now David Tennant carries on the great tradition. Delightful.
  • Spooks
    “They do not exist, you will never know their names, and they are all that stand between you and those who would do your country harm.” Frightening.
  • The Eagle - Ørnen From Denmark. An Icelandic inspector in the Danish police force, is named chief constable of a new task force to help solve international crime. Along with a team of talented and diverse investigators he handles explosive and complex cases. Gripping.
  • Kommissar Rex From Austria. Rex was stolen by criminals as a pup, but managed to escape and befriend a boy, where he helped to solve his first criminal case. Rex has an uncanny penchant for ham rolls, “Wurstsemmeln”, and catching criminals. Hilarious.

Four sites I visit daily

Now the trick is to find 4 other people who are mad enough to play this ……..

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October 10 2006 No Comment

Misguided football followers

I have a new young lady in my front room. I’m assuming she’s a lady because she dresses nicely, doesn’t swear or spit and has a friendly rapport with her grandmother. But should I assume?

Looking more closely she follows what is called a football team. Now, everyone and their dog knows that there is no football played anywhere in the world except in my hometown, in other places they have a sort of a ball, and sort of men in sort of shorts falling on it. That’s not football. (I’ve even heard it’s played with a round ball in some countries)

Football is played with an oblate spheroid on oval shaped playing fields called ovals. There is no falling on the ball. There is no falling on the other players. There is no tackle or scrum or scrim or other fancy names for men rolling around in the mud with each other.

Someone should tell my renter

Can you spare a dime for an old dame?

September 19 2006 2 Comments

My lodger

You must have noticed the well-mannered young woman who has taken up lodgings in my front room. A young woman of great good sense (librarian) who eats chocolate teddy bear biscuits when under pressure.

I like the way she has her baby photo blended on her blog. I’m going to ask my Council Home Help girl to ferret out some old snapshots of myself before the world got to me. Maybe there’s still one of me before the school milk changed my appearance (and outlook) altogether.

Can you spare a dime for an old dame?