I understand that commercial advertising on television is a part of life, they pay the bills for the television stations and can sometimes offer up something interesting, some can also be quirky and quite funny. Let’s face it, they are only on for a few seconds at a time, and they give you the opportunity for a loo or drink break.
Infomercials on the other hand are a whole different animal, and they drag on and on. Answer me this, why do almost all presenters of infomercials have to raise their voices, some almost shout, it does not make me want to buy their products at all, if anything it just irritates me and puts me right off.
My other pet hate with infomercials, why oh why please tell me, are all of their “satisfied customers” American, don’t we have a voice here in Australia, haven’t they sold a single unit of their product to anyone in Australia.
Then we have “wait there’s still more”, all those added extras, freebies, two for the price of one. If they can afford to give away all those extras for free, then who knows just what their profit margins are like, they have to make a buck so presumably we are paying through the nose for their products.
Rant over. Have a lovely day.
I might love the night life, and I might like to boogie, but oh those summer nights, I do not like those summer nights. Come to think of it I don’t like the summer days either. The fact of the matter is I just don’t like summer, rock on winter, or autumn, or spring, anything but summer.
One of the things I dislike most about summer is air conditioning. Don’t get me wrong, I could not last the summer without air conditioning, but I just don’t like it. It irritates my eyes, I don’t like the chill in the air, I don’t like it blowing in my face, but it is infinitely better than the alternative, which is to sweat profusely.
I miss not being able to open up the house, I miss the fresh air and a cool breeze blowing through the house, I miss not being able to go outside without melting. I am so over perspiration and body odour, not my body odour, my sh*t doesn’t stink, but the same cannot be said for some of those other unfortunate smelly souls that think they can inflict their own brand on everyone else, whether it be at the shops or anywhere else for that matter. That waft of BO as you walk past someone, truly gross.
I miss the cooler weather, but not too cold, I don’t like heaters either.
I am starting to think that Brian and I are living in our own little “Money Pit”, as we have spent a lot of money on this little house in the year we have lived here, and there is no end in sight.
We have done the same things we all should do, we have had the property checked for termites, and to our dismay we had termites in both the front and back yards, but not thankfully in the house, so that meant a follow-up treatment and then further follow ups annually. We also had the gutters cleaned and the downpipes flushed, a lot of muck came out them.
Just after we returned from New Zealand we had the drains checked as the toilet was backing up, that was lovely. Two visits by the plumber later and one from SA Water. We are still waiting on the bill for that one.
Then we had a lot of the trees removed as they were ugly, and how can I forget the snake treatment, shudders down my spine just thinking about it.
Last week we had the rotten pergola replaced, that cost us a pretty penny only to find out that the shadecloth on the old pergola was hiding a lot of wood rot that we are now waiting on a quote for.
Then there is the pebbled water feature that was never really done properly, the pebbles are slowly encroaching on the rest of the yard and it just looks very untidy. We definitely need someone to edge that properly, and at the same time they can edge the pavers under the pergola.
I think the biggest job is yet to come, all of the cement paths around the house are coming away from the foundations, I hate to think what that will cost.
What will we do after that lot, well unless we get any more surprises we will place the house on the market, but at least we will be leaving the house in a better state than it was when we bought it. It has now been loved a little.
You know I think everyone has a different idea about friendship, and many people fail to see the difference between true friends and people who are merely acquaintances. I am very fortunate to have a number of true friends, although my life would be very boring without the many acquaintances I also have so I am thankful for them as well.
To me true friends are the people who have stuck by me through good times and bad, people I may not see for years at a time but when we do catch up it is like it was yesterday. True friends accept you for who you are, all your little foibles and idiosyncrasies, true friends respect your opinions whether they agree with them or not. Heaven knows that over the years some of my friends have written or said things that just make me want to slap them, but as a friend I simply roll my eyes and keep my opinion to myself.
Unfortunately we are all getting older and the time will come when we will have to say goodbye, old age and illness will take its toll, and one by one we will slip away, just the thought of it brings tears to my eyes, but such is life.
To those of you that I hold near and dear, and you know who you are, never for one minute think I have forgotten you, you are all wonderful people and I treasure every memory.
What is happening to this wonderful country of ours. This week there will be a party vote on the leadership of the Liberal Party, and therefore just who will be our Prime Minister. Now I don’t know about you but I voted for Tony Abbott and would do so again, what right do the politicians have to decide who will lead our country, that is up to the people, regardless of which political party is in power. The Australian people voted Mr Abbott and his Liberals in, and the Australian people should be the only ones who can vote them out.
I don’t want a repeat of the Labor leadership debacle that so undermined our political system a couple of years ago, I thought the Liberals were above that. I am very disappointed. In saying that any Liberal leader would be better than the current leader of the opposition, I do not recall a less inspiring character heading one of our major parties before.
During the last period of Liberal opposition there were a number of changes in leader and what happened, Labor were voted in and retained power for some time, learn from the past and leave Mr Abbott and his eminently capable Foreign Minister Julie Bishop right where they are. Prime Ministers have been unpopular before and they will be again, let the people decide.
Yesterday Brian and I attended the wedding of my niece by my marriage to my ex-wife Paula. The wedding was held at St Laurence Church in North Adelaide, a beautiful old church.
My niece Nicky was very nervous but absolutely beautiful, as was my other niece Diana who was maid of honour, my great-niece Mikayla who was bridesmaid, and my great-great-niece Charlotte, who was flower girl. Martin, Nicky’s husband, looked very smart as well.
Nicky’s wedding was a welcome chance for me to catch up with my former in-laws to whom I was very close whilst married to Paula, in fact we are still very much family and I look forward to every opportunity to catch up. The fact is that I still feel closer to Paula’s family than I do my own.
The reception at the Radisson Playford in Adelaide was a very spiffy affair, the room was beautiful, and the food was exceptional. My only complaint was that the DJ was a bit loud, or that might just be me getting old. My sister-in-law Dina, Nicky’s mother, made the wedding cake, it was truly beautiful, I defy anyone to buy something better.
Brian poor thing got a bit bored, let’s face it they were never his family he has just inherited them, and although he has met most of them several times, and they have always treated him with the utmost respect, he has little to talk to them about. He did the right thing by me though which is the most important thing, and he got stopped by a breath test station on the way home but was clean as a whistle.
Unfortunately, and to Nicky’s dismay, only two of my sons and their partners were able to attend the wedding, she would have loved to have shared her day with them all but it was not to be. I am just very touched that after all these years Nicky still wanted to share her day with me.
It is obvious that the only people we really met whilst in New Zealand were those involved in the tourist industry, and let’s face it, it’s their job to be nice to you. Be that as it may everyone we came into contact with were truly friendly and seemed to be genuinely happy with their lot.
What impressed us the most about New Zealand, other than the most beautiful and stunning scenery, was how clean it was, the cities, the towns, the tourist attractions, the rivers, and the harbours. The water is crystal clear with no sign of contamination, and then we come back into Sydney Harbour, look over the side, and there floating in our harbour is rubbish. Welcome home.
The Maori people that we met were the most welcoming and gentle people one could wish to meet, they went from being quite fierce during the Haka, to melting your hearts with their smiles 30 seconds later. The Maori are a people who are truly proud of their heritage, they have a lovely language, beautiful legends, our visit to the Tamaki Village was the highlight of our trip, I came away with goosebumps.
It seems almost impossible to believe that until the 1950s the Maoris were not able to speak their language nor enjoy their own culture, all that changed when the first Maori was elected to the New Zealand parliament. New Zealand is a better place thanks to that man.
Our own Aborigines could learn a lesson from the Maori who have taken their culture and gifted it to the world, they are a proud and gentle people. In all my years living in the country of my birth I am yet to meet an Aborigine who displayed the same sense of pride in their culture.
The Australian government could learn a lesson from across the “ditch” as well, there is zero unemployment in Auckland, and the statistics are very low in the rest of the country as they seek off shore workers due to a labour shortage.
If Brian and I could relocate our family to New Zealand we would.