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chinese year of the bunny

Friday, February 4th, 2011 | tags: , ,  |

Happy New Chinese Year of the Rabbit!
Year of the Bunny

Mumsie bought this card in Hong Kong, in 1990, as a pressie for me. Before then I was completely oblivious to the fact that I was born in the Year of the Rabbit (1963).  This year is also the year of the Rabbit. Evidently this is very auspicious for me, as a Rabbit. Hooray, I do love a liberal dose of auspiciousness. Previous Rabbit years have indeed included major, positive, life changing things

1975 – Started secondary school, won a beauty contest, had a crush on Greg Lake, had a crew-cut, made my flared jeans into drainpipes with the aid of mumsies sewing maching. Met Tiger who is still one of my bestest friends today

1987 – Started dating one of the nicest chaps I’ve ever known, I’ve subsequently been to both his weddings and we’re still friends

1999 – left my job of 5 years as a Senior University Lecturer, left University life. Later accepted a job in Seattle and applied for a USA work permit that arrived in 2000

I wonder what auspicious goings-on I’ll be able to dig up in 2011…

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commemorative croci

Tuesday, February 9th, 2010 | tags: ,  |

A gift of croci sent from a flower provider with a message indicating they are ‘commemorating’ my birthday.   It’s jolly nice recieving some flowers with a message of hope. Though at the risk of splitting gray hairs I’d rather celebrate, than commemorate, my birthdays passed

Late Birthday - Croci     Late Birthday - early February

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wendy (open) house warming

Sunday, May 25th, 2008 | tags: , , , , , , ,  |

One recent Sunday afternoon the neighbours, local Reading celebrities,   and a gal from West Sussex dropped by to warm the wendy house over lashings of tea and cake.   A jolly civilised affiar with a little bit of dribbling.   During the goings-on I discovered many useful facts including:

–   a local granny can climb the walls to escape from a locked cemetry after dusk.

–   the Wendy House was converted from a  garage in 1968 partly explaining the dangerous staircase.

–   my nieghbours have lived all over the world – Kenya, Italy, India, Edinburgh before settling in Reading.   Excellent company.

–   the Readibus preferred gift to welcome a newcomer is a bottle of wine.

– the bath works best for a person under 5ft 2  (as do the  stairs).

– house numbers evolve.   One person’s home had evolved from without number to  number 4 then number 2…

I suspect I missed some real news treats while in the Kitchen  warming the pots,   I  wonder what other goodies these people are going to share with us in the upcoming years….

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obviousness disguises

Tuesday, September 19th, 2006 | tags: ,  |

obviousness  

pressies are a good thing.

disguises

encountered in a 24hr period last week:

  1. can I see your ID card please? asked the cashier in the Fridge before checking-out my beers.   The legal requirement for purchasing alcohol in Washington State is 21yrs.   I look all of my 42yrs.   Cautious organisations standardly check beer purchasers ID if they look 30 or under and some standardly check everyones’ ID.   The cashiers in the Fridge only check some people.    They normally allow me to purchase my beer without having to whip out my drivers licence as evidence of post-21-ism.   That this cashier felt the need to check my ID for my age was a flattering pressie.
  2. Bonus laughter.   In line with my occassional soppiness theme an expected package, Poetry BOOK,   arrived with a pertinent hand written quote of JM Barrie (who authored another Wendy, my antithesis) and a jacket review from the bespectabled John Hegley.    As if Smelling that book  was not pressie enough, it arrived with 2 unexpected performance poetry CD’s  and a hand-written note indicating these are bonus laughter.   Smelling and listening at the same time,   with laughter thrown in for good measure.   Hooray!    If I slip some tea into the mix I’m on track for thrills and spills,   literally and literature-ally.  
  3. Can you come out to play?   I like this one A LOT that’s about 700x more than normal liking.   I may not always be able to come out to play,   but being asked is simply gush-inducingly good,   it’s like saying ‘we like you’.   Luckily this invite involved going to a local brwery and I was more than able to drop my vacuuming and join the fun.   Thanks,   keep  up the good work 🙂
  4. Getting to car share and not having to drive.   Excellent.   More than one American that passengered in LooSea pointed out that that either a crash helmet would be a worthy accessory, LooSea has an  unusual  affinity with the Interstate  curb,   or the fast approaching red traffic lights.    I dislike imposing this experience on Americans without full informed consent.   By contrast my UK friends have commented that my driving is somewhat dull.    In the NW USA I miss the  full suprise-steering-opportunities and dislike the  unwarranted, excessive, amount of stopping.  
  5. Visitors.   Mum and Dad arrived from the UK.   That’s a lot of travel-time and money to see me.   Well,   they  have explored  the US equivalent of castles on the East coast (Civil war battle grounds) on the way.   My place isn’t a battleground,   pump engine or castle but they’re visiting it nonetheless.  I feel the need to impress the biddies (parents) by not  falling over,  being too scatty,  or making the fluff-balls (cats) too fluffy while they’re here…   …especially since I can’t impress them with my driving skills.   Normally they fight over who doesn’t get to ride shotgun.   Mum normally loses then sits rigidly  holding tightly to  each side of her seat while dad falls asleep (i.e. unconsciousness is preferable) in the back.
  6. Trust. Asking  a friend if I could blog about his Regency Tea parties.   Without any hesitation, non-specific ‘erm’-ming, or conditional statements like “only if you don’t mention the Yak” he said YES.   That’s like saying ‘I trust you to produce something publishable without offending  me or  the many and varied other guests’.  
  7. Blog comments and snooper statistics.   Wow,   people actually read this stuff!   You realise this means that I’ll keep  writing these unsolicited thoughts,   you’re such sweeties  😉

That’s an exceptionally present-full 24hrs.    Seven is good for me (number of items listed above), like 5 red cars in a row is a super good day for Christopher.    

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posty, parcel, parent, prince, ‘preciation point

Monday, November 28th, 2005 | tags: , ,  |

PRESSIES

I lurffff pressies

 

Today  IS posty-present-prince-parent-parcel-‘preciation day. Two parcels!!!

1)   The WhitePrince of Barcelona (aka Eyan  girl-sort-your-‘postrophes) mixed some Club-bub-bub-bub-bubbing CDs of ‘Pyjama non-classics’ that I’m listening to now.   NAUGHTY Lyrics.    UNPUBLISHABLE.  

D-D-D-Dancing

in the Wendy House toooooooonight!

2)   Christmas present with STRICT instructions not to open before December 25th.   Mumzie KNOWS how to taunt me!      

 

I’m way behind on making packages for the last Christmas post to Europe.   Planning for a creativity weekend followed by parcels to posty…   FUN!

 

Wendy D-D-D–Dancing-B-B-B-Bouncing

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Sweet smelling birthday openers…

Monday, November 7th, 2005 | tags: , ,  |

Books and t-shirt both received a thorough face-hugging sniff…  

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Sweet smelling birthday openers…
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