Life between coffees.
Strolling around the Queen Vic Market yesterday morning and was quite amused at how inventive the pirates are getting of late.
You can pick up ‘Spaderman’ characters, closely related to ‘BatKnight’ characters and for the young girls a favourite pink hued friend, ‘Barlie’. Even my six year old could spot the difference and if Santa had attempted to deliver any of these he would not be a popular Santa at all.
What’s next? ‘Pokeyman’, ‘The Waggles’, ‘Whiney The Pooh’?
Yesterday Olivia Newton John popped over for a visit. Well, not to out house but she was just down the street. It was Planet Ark’s ‘Plant A Tree Day‘ and she was at Newport Lakes, which is literally across the street from us. Of course big shot celebrities use the Mason St entrance, not the humble Blackshaws Rd gate that is at the end of our driveway.
Phee and I took Helen for a walk in the late afternoon and we saw all the newly planted trees but it was only when we saw the news on television that we realised Olivia had been in our presence.
Wow – Westpac continue to amaze me. I recently upgraded to a new credit card, the only thing being my annual fee for the previous card was charged two days before it was discontinued. I sent an email last Friday requesting the charge to be refunded as I thought $49 (convert here) was a bit rich for two days use.
This morning a very pleasant chap whose name was unintelligible over the phone cheerfully refunded my fee. That’s $75 I’ve managed to scratch back from the bank in the past couple of months – surely this must be some kind of record?
It’s Friday afternoon, two hours of the working week to go. Work? What’s that? I’m keeping myself amused by taunting my officemate.
Poor Robin. He’s been sitting here for the past two hours making loaded comments such as “well, that’s very interesting”, “settle down Robin, don’t get excited” and doing joyous little chair dances whilst saying “I want to go home now”.
He is just bursting for me to ask him what’s happening. He has big news and really has to tell someone. So I’ve been sitting here, in silence, staring at my computer screen and ignoring him.
I swear, any minute now he will explode with pent up frustration.
Okay, reading about the Manchester Commonwealth Games opening ceremony on nineMSN. Admittedly it doesn’t take much to get me to scratch my head and say ‘Duh’ but I’m still wondering just what the flavour of the air actually was.
Paragraph One : “the Manchester Commonwealth Games had a distinctly Antipodean flavour”
Paragraph Four : “Commonwealth Games also had an unmistakably British air.”
Doesn’t someone edit this stuff?
6.30 am. Wednesday morning.
Me : Morning Phee.
Phee : I’m not Phee any more.
M : Oh. Who are you hon?
P : I’m Super Phee and I’m going to have breakfast.
A quick follow up to the games cupboard post.
Phee may love winning but there is a problem for her. The aim of UNO is to lose all your cards. Apparently Ms Card Shark thinks this is rather ridiculous and much prefers to play anti-UNO. The more cards the merrier.
Poor Phee, maybe we should move her on to poker and see how she copes with that. At least we can win the pocket money we give her back….
Excitement building in the house. Tonight it’s the final episodes of Buffy for the year. Season 6 is drawing to a close so we’re making a night of it. There was an episode yesterday so we taped that to add to the plan.
The plan? Yep – it’s a mini buffathon. Three hours of Buffy, pizza and champagne. Tuesday night decadence. We’ve invited Marita over to watch the equal best show (Law and Order, if you were wondering) on air on a proper sized television. Don’t bother ringing and don’t bother expecting any work to be done tomorrow – this is as good as it gets.
There’s a Bear In There (And He Wants Swedish) is the great title for a book that’s joining Rebus on the current read list. It’s the real life adventure (always wanted to use that phrase) of an ex Play School hostess who worked as a brothel receptionist for over a year.
Very amusing, but I’m very curious (or naive). What exactly is Swedish?
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If there was any doubt prior to this let it be erased. We are definitely a family – we now have a games cupboard.
Well, it isn’t in a cupboard yet so it’s a game-spot-on-the-desk. We purchased Scrabble last week, added an old backgammon set and Rae just got Phee ‘My First Uno’ in a double pack with standard Uno. Today we were looking at Junior Monopoly. With Phee’s love of money (at the age of 6 she’s a female Alex P Keaton!) she’ll be a natural.