Some of these celeb's names will baffle OS players, Aussie's should get them ... Google will tell all.
In no particular order they are ::
1. Corey Worthington :: 17 yo kid, partied, got an agent, personality size of your smallest digit.
2. Homer Simpson :: not even real
3. Julie Anthony :: stop the singing
4. Wayne Carey :: woman basher
5. Kirsty Ally :: get over yourself
6. Paris Hilton :: trollope
7. Dina Lohan :: shameful mother of Lindsay and now she's got a reality show ...
8. Heather Mills :: gold digger.
9. Celine Dion :: screecher
10. John Howard :: ex PM
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
Monday, July 21, 2008
Manic Monday #126
What's your favorite beach in the world? Bondi Beach : home and playground of my childhood.
What's the next country you want to visit? New York City, USA.
What one thing are you craving today? more Dark Chocolate.
What's the next country you want to visit? New York City, USA.
What one thing are you craving today? more Dark Chocolate.
Aussie Simon Gerrans wins 15th stage Tour de France ...
Australian Simon Gerrans of the Credit Agricole team won the 15th stage of the Tour de France on Sunday, a 183km ride between Embrun and Prato Nevoso in Italy.
Read more at SBS
Proud to be an Aussie, Oi, Oi, Oi !!!!
Sunday, July 20, 2008
Unconscious Mutterings #286
I say ... and you think?
1. Flicker :: photos
2. Styling :: fashioning
3. Episode :: next
4. Sexier :: than who?
5. Studious :: conscientious
6. Mushroom :: fungus
7. 8 minutes :: till what?
8. Bald :: chrome dome
9. Immunity :: freedom
10. Sectioned :: separated
1. Flicker :: photos
2. Styling :: fashioning
3. Episode :: next
4. Sexier :: than who?
5. Studious :: conscientious
6. Mushroom :: fungus
7. 8 minutes :: till what?
8. Bald :: chrome dome
9. Immunity :: freedom
10. Sectioned :: separated
Friday, July 18, 2008
Write on Wednesday ... OK it's Friday ... again!
Becca @ Write on Wednesday asks::
So, how about you? How does writing fit into your daily life? What’s your ideal time to write, and why? Do you “write on schedule” or “when the spirit moves you”?
Well I'm consistent aren't I? Here it is Friday evening again ... it's all part of my in built procrastination.
As I've said before ... well you've read all that ... the absotively same applies!
See you next week!
Adriano Zumbo Patissiere Extraordinaire ...
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When the kids were little you'd see them digging in the dirt, then their stubby, grubby little fingers would be straight into their mouthsand you's hear a Mother say "it's alright everyone has to have a little bit of dirt."
Gluten free is the same ... every so often you need to have a little bit of dirt ... for me it must be the very best money can buy.
Adriano Zumbo is the genius who would sway anyone on a special diet to try his works of art.
MJ delighted me with Lemon and Chocolate Macarons plus a Wheelie Good which NQN describes as ...
pistachio dacquoise, mascarpone mousse, honeyed apples and apricots rolled in white chocolate, pistachio and macadamia nuts. Its stunning and cutting into it seems almost sacrilegious. The crunchy pistachio dacquoise and mascarpone mousse gives a luscious collapse in the mouth and the slivers of honeyed apricots cut through this sweet white chocolatey creamy goodness. The sweet, almost sticky fruit is exactly what it needs and the pistachios and macadamias give it a welcome crunch on the outside. Its absolute textural harmony, an orchestra of textures where every texture is covered and works together beautifully.
Pop over to NQN and feast your eyes on more of the sweetest delights in Sydney ... yet another addition to my better than sex list ... drooooolllllll!
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
Manic Monday # 125
What do you do when you are feeling very sad or depressed? Get Over It!
Who was your first crush? Harry, the son of the man who owned the first small supermarket in Hall Street, Bondi opposite the post office.
If given a chance to skip work for a day (without repercussions), how would you spend the entire day? Pull the doona over my head and read, snooze, read, snooze ... but hang on ... I don't "work" ...
Who was your first crush? Harry, the son of the man who owned the first small supermarket in Hall Street, Bondi opposite the post office.
If given a chance to skip work for a day (without repercussions), how would you spend the entire day? Pull the doona over my head and read, snooze, read, snooze ... but hang on ... I don't "work" ...
Monday, July 14, 2008
Farewell Olive Riley 1899 - 2008.
With great sadness today's SMH reports of the death of Olive Riley at 108 years of age last Saturday July 12.Olive was the world's oldest blogger with the help of her friend Mike Rubbo (above with Olive)and more recently her friend Eric Shackle where she recently posted that she "can't shake off that bad cough!"
Olive was a heroine of mine. I read her blog "blob" as she used to call it when she posted, her memory of her life was as sharp as a razor, her stories were intriguing, she was as quick as a wink with her recollections, she loved to sing, talk and eat the odd meat pie.
Olive will be missed by not only her family and close friends but by the squillions of people, worldwide, who read her blob, were inspired by her and loved her despite never meeting her.
Farewell Dear Olive.
Sunday, July 13, 2008
Unconscious Mutterings 285
I say ... and you think?
1. Intimidated :: rarely
2. Brush :: with the law
3. Masquerade :: metamophosis
4. Procedure :: routine
5. Tattoos :: body art
6. Square :: root
7. Tuck :: nip
8. Boyfriend :: nope
9. Badass:: Haaaa
10. Thousand :: more
Saturday, July 12, 2008
Sunday Scribblings #119 - My oldest friend.
Those of you who know me will surely know my oldest friend is ... of course, it's Moi ... same tune different fiddle ;)
My oldest friend over saw it all. The trials and tribulations of life, the highlights, the achievments, the sadness, the happiness, times of being loved and unloved, of doing exactly what everyone said not to, of doing what others decided should be done, without any say. When all the decisions were mine my oldest friend stuck by me, no matter the outcome. My oldest friend ran with me, nope not your usual marathon, this running was away from me, no-one ever told me I was taking the problem I was running from with me, the problem was in me, was me, even my oldest friend didn't know.
My oldest friend was right there the whole time. Guarding me, standing by me. Was my oldest friend really guiding me through all that strife? Someone was. My oldest friend made sure I found my way home, didn't fall over too many times after too many glasses of happiness. I wonder was it my oldest friend who kept my commonsense and intuition tuned in then heaved and shoved me up the corporate ladder. Was it the hand of my oldest friend I'm sure I felt in the small of my back pushing me through the doors of opportunity, whispering in my ear what to say and what not to say during business hours, who then let me off the leash once the sun went down?
My oldest friend is still here, will be by my side on this wonderful journey till I clock off. My oldest friend has my eternal gratitude for persisting, for recognising my potential, for steering the wobbly boot, for stopping my heart from breaking too much, for egging me on when I thought it wasn't worth it, for growing up when I grew up.
Now we're swanning toward the twilight zone, we're eclectic and eccentric, neither heartbroken, blaming or jealous nor wanting more than what is now ... don't you wish my oldest friend was yours?
My oldest friend over saw it all. The trials and tribulations of life, the highlights, the achievments, the sadness, the happiness, times of being loved and unloved, of doing exactly what everyone said not to, of doing what others decided should be done, without any say. When all the decisions were mine my oldest friend stuck by me, no matter the outcome. My oldest friend ran with me, nope not your usual marathon, this running was away from me, no-one ever told me I was taking the problem I was running from with me, the problem was in me, was me, even my oldest friend didn't know.
My oldest friend was right there the whole time. Guarding me, standing by me. Was my oldest friend really guiding me through all that strife? Someone was. My oldest friend made sure I found my way home, didn't fall over too many times after too many glasses of happiness. I wonder was it my oldest friend who kept my commonsense and intuition tuned in then heaved and shoved me up the corporate ladder. Was it the hand of my oldest friend I'm sure I felt in the small of my back pushing me through the doors of opportunity, whispering in my ear what to say and what not to say during business hours, who then let me off the leash once the sun went down?
My oldest friend is still here, will be by my side on this wonderful journey till I clock off. My oldest friend has my eternal gratitude for persisting, for recognising my potential, for steering the wobbly boot, for stopping my heart from breaking too much, for egging me on when I thought it wasn't worth it, for growing up when I grew up.
Now we're swanning toward the twilight zone, we're eclectic and eccentric, neither heartbroken, blaming or jealous nor wanting more than what is now ... don't you wish my oldest friend was yours?
Write on Wednesday .... ooops it's Friday
So, how about you? Do you ever feel the need to jump start your writing? What drains the energy from your “writing mind”? What do you do when your creative battery dies?
Becca asks the above questions for this weeks Write on Wednesday ... here it is Friday, my creative mind's been flitting round all over the place. My creative mind isn't compartmentalised ... it's always on ... always planning, always creating ... only off when sleeping ... well sometimes!
The only drain of my energy from my "writing mind" is another project ... therefore I don't consider I need to jump start. Instead I need to have a chat to someone about giving me a few extra hours in the day ... this one is too darn short.
If my creative battery dies well I proclaim you'll all be very tipsy or drunk (you know who you are) at the very large wake that'll be happening when I go to the big creating heaven in the sky.
I've not been dormant this week, there's plenty happening, stuff - even real life often get's in the way of writing. That doesn't mean it's not happening in my head, in my notebook, whilst pounding this keyboard, cleaning those antique buttons, cutting out the next handbags to create, challenging Miss Blossom to befriend her cousin Tallulah Belle who's coming to stay next weekend, organising workshops, ducking into the library, expanding my attached to this chair girth whilst trawling the net ... or could it be ... while I'm attending a doctors appointment, the physiotherapist, the psychologist, the pharmacy, the supermarket, garage sales and op shoppes ... which poses the question am I a writer or a dabbler ... I'm here aren't I?
Becca asks the above questions for this weeks Write on Wednesday ... here it is Friday, my creative mind's been flitting round all over the place. My creative mind isn't compartmentalised ... it's always on ... always planning, always creating ... only off when sleeping ... well sometimes!
The only drain of my energy from my "writing mind" is another project ... therefore I don't consider I need to jump start. Instead I need to have a chat to someone about giving me a few extra hours in the day ... this one is too darn short.
If my creative battery dies well I proclaim you'll all be very tipsy or drunk (you know who you are) at the very large wake that'll be happening when I go to the big creating heaven in the sky.
I've not been dormant this week, there's plenty happening, stuff - even real life often get's in the way of writing. That doesn't mean it's not happening in my head, in my notebook, whilst pounding this keyboard, cleaning those antique buttons, cutting out the next handbags to create, challenging Miss Blossom to befriend her cousin Tallulah Belle who's coming to stay next weekend, organising workshops, ducking into the library, expanding my attached to this chair girth whilst trawling the net ... or could it be ... while I'm attending a doctors appointment, the physiotherapist, the psychologist, the pharmacy, the supermarket, garage sales and op shoppes ... which poses the question am I a writer or a dabbler ... I'm here aren't I?
Tuesday, July 08, 2008
Manic Monday #124
Who would you like to see on a new banknote (dollar bill, etc.)? The Cat in the Hat.
If you were reincarnated as some other plant or animal, what would it be? A black widow spider.
If you owned your own restaurant, what would you call it? If you ever have that dream seek psychiatric assistance! It's hard work, long hours and destroys your soul worrying about bums on seats ... the majority of diners are a$$holes and impossible to please ... been there, done that, successfully, never to be done again in this lifetime ... no that's not the name, that's the facts!
If you were reincarnated as some other plant or animal, what would it be? A black widow spider.
If you owned your own restaurant, what would you call it? If you ever have that dream seek psychiatric assistance! It's hard work, long hours and destroys your soul worrying about bums on seats ... the majority of diners are a$$holes and impossible to please ... been there, done that, successfully, never to be done again in this lifetime ... no that's not the name, that's the facts!
Sunday, July 06, 2008
Unconscious Mutterings # 284
I say ... and you think ... ?
1. Notificaiton :: told
2. Cheat :: detest
3. Top Ten :: sez who?
4. Draft :: conscription
5. Unbelievable :: why?
6. Cheap :: thrills
7. Spontaneous :: dangerous
8. Harass :: harangue
9. Lipstick :: collar
10. Transpire :: happened
Read other mutterings here
1. Notificaiton :: told
2. Cheat :: detest
3. Top Ten :: sez who?
4. Draft :: conscription
5. Unbelievable :: why?
6. Cheap :: thrills
7. Spontaneous :: dangerous
8. Harass :: harangue
9. Lipstick :: collar
10. Transpire :: happened
Read other mutterings here
Saturday, July 05, 2008
Sunday Scribblings -~ Chance Encounter.
I've been flummoxed with this prompt. Will I, won't I, contribute this week? You see I don't believe in chance encounters. I believe mysterious, sudden and unexplained events happen in my life for a reason. For me there's no such thing as a coincidence or a chance encounter ... it's synchronicity, it's meant to be, it's planned to possibly teach me something, to maybe connect or lighten my soul, to give me strength for something greater.
Even in the face of a trauma for me it makes no sense to dwell on the negative, to look to blame, what's done is done and who suffers by going on about it? Life is too precious. What happens happens. Of course everything in life isn't going to be peaches and cream. Whether good or not so good it's better to learn from the experience, the catastrophe, the encounter? From a bad situation make the necessary changes to not repeat what might have caused that particular drama ... and get on with life!
Wonderful things happen to me every day. Recently on a new writers site I wrote I was enthused about getting back to writing and contemplated beginning another writing dedicated blog. I took a break, trawled round the net, found a site where a free blog template competition was offered, I entered, I won. I put it out there. My problem with the original blog description was solved, my motivation was given a new spark, it wasn't a chance encounter it was meant to be.
It's happened not facing this screen too. We've lived across the road from each other for yonks, we're so alike it's scarey, we're like two peas in a pod, totally independent, totally content with our lots, we don't suffer fools, our cats are our darlings, we're both writers, collectors, scroungers, cynics, with no excess baggage, not looking for a new friend ... but kindred spirits have collided ... not by a chance encounter ... it's synchonicity it's meant to be! I'm blessed.
Even in the face of a trauma for me it makes no sense to dwell on the negative, to look to blame, what's done is done and who suffers by going on about it? Life is too precious. What happens happens. Of course everything in life isn't going to be peaches and cream. Whether good or not so good it's better to learn from the experience, the catastrophe, the encounter? From a bad situation make the necessary changes to not repeat what might have caused that particular drama ... and get on with life!
Wonderful things happen to me every day. Recently on a new writers site I wrote I was enthused about getting back to writing and contemplated beginning another writing dedicated blog. I took a break, trawled round the net, found a site where a free blog template competition was offered, I entered, I won. I put it out there. My problem with the original blog description was solved, my motivation was given a new spark, it wasn't a chance encounter it was meant to be.
It's happened not facing this screen too. We've lived across the road from each other for yonks, we're so alike it's scarey, we're like two peas in a pod, totally independent, totally content with our lots, we don't suffer fools, our cats are our darlings, we're both writers, collectors, scroungers, cynics, with no excess baggage, not looking for a new friend ... but kindred spirits have collided ... not by a chance encounter ... it's synchonicity it's meant to be! I'm blessed.
le Tour de France 2008
One of the worlds greatest sporting events le Tour de France begins today July 5, 2008 in Brittany.
A total of ten Aussies are competing with two Cadel Evans (pictured) and Robbie McEwan, who named his son Ewan McEwan, don't you love that (will the boy) ... headline a Belgium team ... we can still cheer Aussie, Aussie, Aussie Oi, Oi, Oi,.
Cadel Evans rode to second place, only 23 seconds behind the winner, last year and is tipped to win this year 2008, the media pressure must be immense for him.
Read the complete list of teams and riders here.
I'm off to follow le Tour via SBS live coverage for the next three weeks at 10pm ... to marvel at the stamina of the cyclists, the gorgeous countryside and the enthusiasm of the spectators ... and right now to hear the occasional bagpiper of Brittany playing by the roadside. le Tour is in Brittany for three days ... oh to be there ... more late nights ahead ... vive le Tour.
A total of ten Aussies are competing with two Cadel Evans (pictured) and Robbie McEwan, who named his son Ewan McEwan, don't you love that (will the boy) ... headline a Belgium team ... we can still cheer Aussie, Aussie, Aussie Oi, Oi, Oi,.
Cadel Evans rode to second place, only 23 seconds behind the winner, last year and is tipped to win this year 2008, the media pressure must be immense for him.
Read the complete list of teams and riders here.
I'm off to follow le Tour via SBS live coverage for the next three weeks at 10pm ... to marvel at the stamina of the cyclists, the gorgeous countryside and the enthusiasm of the spectators ... and right now to hear the occasional bagpiper of Brittany playing by the roadside. le Tour is in Brittany for three days ... oh to be there ... more late nights ahead ... vive le Tour.
Photohunt 117 - POINTED.
The topic for Photohunt 117 is POINTED ...
I pointed my camera to the sky and what did I see ... is that the face of a squirrel, Mickey Muse or something not so cute?Thursday, July 03, 2008
Write on Wednesday ...
Becca asks about our Editor ::
How about you? Are you ever assailed with self doubt about your writing ability, or about the reasons for writing at all? Do you “follow yourself around nagging and suggesting and complaining”? What are some of the negative things your Editor tells you? What could your Editor say to be more encouraging? How do you encourage yourself to keep practicing the craft of writing?
OK silly me took this the wrong way. I assumed Becca was referring to people who had the services of a real, living, Editor ... I took it as bringing an exclusivity to WoW ... what a twat I was.
Of course Becca was referring to the editor inside, the one that tortures us, questions meaning, motive, point of view, grammar and intent ... amongst a zillion other off putting queries ... got it!
My editor wrangles with me over everything I pound out. My editor is fair, doesn't berate me, makes me see my errors. You see I'm blessed! Seriously ... someone watches over me, guiding me, reminding me and disuading me from going too far, being too emotional, not being objective and most of all being too wordy.
Anyone who's not been assailed with self doubt is having a lend of themself. Reasons for writing would surely be different, personal and unique. Nagging, suggesting and complaining don't apply around here, similarly negativity isn't permitted.
My editor is encouraging, it's me that's the hard task master, I'm forever being told "stop being so hard on yourself" ... I'm renowned for being my own worst enemy. Committment is my encourager. If I say I'm going to do it then I follow through ... unless I get hit by a car!
Writing for me is cathartic, writing get's the crap out of my head and makes room for more thoughts, ideas and projects to incubate. Writing isn't a chore it's a love. My downfall is I have the motivation but lack the intention, that's why groups like this and / or set projects and / or deadlines are perfect.
Give me a deadline, a dare, a task and I'll follow through ... of course I'll be burning the midnight oil, slogging away at the eleventh hour. Thankfully my editor hasn't realised that if I'm left to my own devices I'll meander along the twelve lane highway in my head then all and more get started but nothing gets finished. Let's keep this our secret ... lets allow the frustrated procrastinator to reign for a while longer ... OK?
How about you? Are you ever assailed with self doubt about your writing ability, or about the reasons for writing at all? Do you “follow yourself around nagging and suggesting and complaining”? What are some of the negative things your Editor tells you? What could your Editor say to be more encouraging? How do you encourage yourself to keep practicing the craft of writing?
OK silly me took this the wrong way. I assumed Becca was referring to people who had the services of a real, living, Editor ... I took it as bringing an exclusivity to WoW ... what a twat I was.
Of course Becca was referring to the editor inside, the one that tortures us, questions meaning, motive, point of view, grammar and intent ... amongst a zillion other off putting queries ... got it!
My editor wrangles with me over everything I pound out. My editor is fair, doesn't berate me, makes me see my errors. You see I'm blessed! Seriously ... someone watches over me, guiding me, reminding me and disuading me from going too far, being too emotional, not being objective and most of all being too wordy.
Anyone who's not been assailed with self doubt is having a lend of themself. Reasons for writing would surely be different, personal and unique. Nagging, suggesting and complaining don't apply around here, similarly negativity isn't permitted.
My editor is encouraging, it's me that's the hard task master, I'm forever being told "stop being so hard on yourself" ... I'm renowned for being my own worst enemy. Committment is my encourager. If I say I'm going to do it then I follow through ... unless I get hit by a car!
Writing for me is cathartic, writing get's the crap out of my head and makes room for more thoughts, ideas and projects to incubate. Writing isn't a chore it's a love. My downfall is I have the motivation but lack the intention, that's why groups like this and / or set projects and / or deadlines are perfect.
Give me a deadline, a dare, a task and I'll follow through ... of course I'll be burning the midnight oil, slogging away at the eleventh hour. Thankfully my editor hasn't realised that if I'm left to my own devices I'll meander along the twelve lane highway in my head then all and more get started but nothing gets finished. Let's keep this our secret ... lets allow the frustrated procrastinator to reign for a while longer ... OK?
Elderly driver mayhem ... stop them now.
Todays Sydney Daily Telegraph gives a graphic report on an accident caused by an 82 year old driver that I've copied below ...
THE debate on licence tests for elderly drivers reignited yesterday after an 82-year-old woman lost control of her car and ploughed into five pedestrians, including a four-month-old baby.
The renewed calls came as it emerged that the same elderly driver involved in yesterday's dramatic crash on High St, Penrith, was in a similar accident just two weeks ago in the same location. The RTA last year promised to review driving laws governing the elderly after four people died in accidents caused by elderly drivers.
Currently, drivers aged over 85 must take a driving test every two years, while other changes to take effect next year include reducing the annual medical check-up from 80 to 75 to pick up issues such as dementia and deteriorating eyesight earlier.
A scheme of voluntary driver assessment will also be introduced to allow older drivers to get their skills checked through driving training groups such as the NRMA.
But Pedestrian Council of NSW chairman Harold Scruby said the yet-to-be introduced measures did not go far enough.
"A vast majority of crashes occur within a very close proximity to the driver's own home . . . you can either drive or you can't," Mr Scruby said.
A young father carrying his four-month-old son copped the brunt of yesterday's crash after being pinned up against a shopfront window.
The 32-year-old managed to hold his son above his body before a female bystander took the crying infant from his arms and to safety.
The man's parents, who were pushing the empty pram, were also seriously injured and were last night in a critical condition in hospital.
Witnesses said it was the second time in weeks the same driver and car - a white Honda sedan - had been involved in an accident.
In yesterday's crash, police said the car had been travelling east along Union St when it struck a pedestrian island and accelerated left into Woodriff St, before hitting a Mercedes van.
The Honda then crossed an intersection into High St where it struck a Subaru travelling west.
It then careered onto a footpath, hitting two street benches and five pedestrians as well as the shopfront.
A 34-year-old man sustained minor injuries while the four family members were transported to Nepean Hospital.
They included the 32-year-old father with a broken leg, and his parents, a 50-year-old woman with a serious head injury and a 52-year-old male with a head injury and a broken foot.
The driver was also in Nepean Hospital with a suspected fractured spine.
The three adults were scheduled for surgery while the infant, suffering abrasions and a possible spinal injury, was transferred to the Children's Hospital at Westmead for observation.
Witness Lisa Hall, 40, narrowly avoided being another victim.
"They flew up in the air like rag dolls, they flew up like putty," Ms Hall said. "There was blood running out down the street and everyone was screaming for an ambulance.
"All I saw was the empty mangled pram and I was worried about what happened to that baby."
Police will examine CCTV footage of the incident.
Real estate agent Michael Ball said it wasn't the first time the elderly driver had had an accident at the intersection. She swiped one of his staff's vehicles a couple of weeks ago, he said "I recognise her and the car from two weeks ago when she hit one of my staff members cars and took off," he said.
A spokesman for Roads Minister Eric Roozendaal said there had been extensive community input into the new measures governing elderly drivers.
Readers of this blog will know why this report upsets me.
This year on March 28 while crossing a major Sydney road I was hit by a driver who it turns out was born in 1921 - she's 87 years old!!!
OK, OK, the doo gooders of the universe have and will berate me as to why old people shouldn't drive. Well ... check the reflexes of your nearest and dearest, no matter 65 or 95, then judge for yourself as to whether they should be behind the wheel of a motor vehicle.
Don't give me that crap about they deserve their independance. If they're on a restricted licence as most elderly drivers are then what is the point??
Shopping ... that's rubbish in the days of shopping on line, community groups who provide shopping services, major supermarkets where you can phone in your order and have it delivered for $10. Don't tell me $10 is too expensive, compared to the cost of insurance, registration, upkeep of the motor vehicle and petrol, plus the safety of people like me crossing the road ... isn't it worth ten bucks?
Sydney has a super public transport system, with a concession card you're able to travel all day for $2.50 on any government run transport ... isn't that safer than some old darling getting behind the wheel of a car and causing mayhem?
Sorry older drivers but I'm on a mission - my life has changed considerably for the worse because of some 87 year old darling who claims I walked into her car ... what, I went out that day specifically looking for a moving motor vehicle to walk in to? Gimmee a break, I'm a lifetime, careful, pedestrian.
I want to see the laughable laws changed. More frequent testing, more checks on medical backgrounds of these people, once someone has undergone majory surgery a licence check before they get behind the wheel is imperative ... I can think of plenty more reasons.
I don't drive, you don't need to when you live in Sydney ... I don't want to see any more people's lives ruined because of elderly selfishness ... you can't disagree with that surely ... remember Sophie Delezio?
THE debate on licence tests for elderly drivers reignited yesterday after an 82-year-old woman lost control of her car and ploughed into five pedestrians, including a four-month-old baby.
The renewed calls came as it emerged that the same elderly driver involved in yesterday's dramatic crash on High St, Penrith, was in a similar accident just two weeks ago in the same location. The RTA last year promised to review driving laws governing the elderly after four people died in accidents caused by elderly drivers.
Currently, drivers aged over 85 must take a driving test every two years, while other changes to take effect next year include reducing the annual medical check-up from 80 to 75 to pick up issues such as dementia and deteriorating eyesight earlier.
A scheme of voluntary driver assessment will also be introduced to allow older drivers to get their skills checked through driving training groups such as the NRMA.
But Pedestrian Council of NSW chairman Harold Scruby said the yet-to-be introduced measures did not go far enough.
"A vast majority of crashes occur within a very close proximity to the driver's own home . . . you can either drive or you can't," Mr Scruby said.
A young father carrying his four-month-old son copped the brunt of yesterday's crash after being pinned up against a shopfront window.
The 32-year-old managed to hold his son above his body before a female bystander took the crying infant from his arms and to safety.
The man's parents, who were pushing the empty pram, were also seriously injured and were last night in a critical condition in hospital.
Witnesses said it was the second time in weeks the same driver and car - a white Honda sedan - had been involved in an accident.
In yesterday's crash, police said the car had been travelling east along Union St when it struck a pedestrian island and accelerated left into Woodriff St, before hitting a Mercedes van.
The Honda then crossed an intersection into High St where it struck a Subaru travelling west.
It then careered onto a footpath, hitting two street benches and five pedestrians as well as the shopfront.
A 34-year-old man sustained minor injuries while the four family members were transported to Nepean Hospital.
They included the 32-year-old father with a broken leg, and his parents, a 50-year-old woman with a serious head injury and a 52-year-old male with a head injury and a broken foot.
The driver was also in Nepean Hospital with a suspected fractured spine.
The three adults were scheduled for surgery while the infant, suffering abrasions and a possible spinal injury, was transferred to the Children's Hospital at Westmead for observation.
Witness Lisa Hall, 40, narrowly avoided being another victim.
"They flew up in the air like rag dolls, they flew up like putty," Ms Hall said. "There was blood running out down the street and everyone was screaming for an ambulance.
"All I saw was the empty mangled pram and I was worried about what happened to that baby."
Police will examine CCTV footage of the incident.
Real estate agent Michael Ball said it wasn't the first time the elderly driver had had an accident at the intersection. She swiped one of his staff's vehicles a couple of weeks ago, he said "I recognise her and the car from two weeks ago when she hit one of my staff members cars and took off," he said.
A spokesman for Roads Minister Eric Roozendaal said there had been extensive community input into the new measures governing elderly drivers.
Readers of this blog will know why this report upsets me.
This year on March 28 while crossing a major Sydney road I was hit by a driver who it turns out was born in 1921 - she's 87 years old!!!
OK, OK, the doo gooders of the universe have and will berate me as to why old people shouldn't drive. Well ... check the reflexes of your nearest and dearest, no matter 65 or 95, then judge for yourself as to whether they should be behind the wheel of a motor vehicle.
Don't give me that crap about they deserve their independance. If they're on a restricted licence as most elderly drivers are then what is the point??
Shopping ... that's rubbish in the days of shopping on line, community groups who provide shopping services, major supermarkets where you can phone in your order and have it delivered for $10. Don't tell me $10 is too expensive, compared to the cost of insurance, registration, upkeep of the motor vehicle and petrol, plus the safety of people like me crossing the road ... isn't it worth ten bucks?
Sydney has a super public transport system, with a concession card you're able to travel all day for $2.50 on any government run transport ... isn't that safer than some old darling getting behind the wheel of a car and causing mayhem?
Sorry older drivers but I'm on a mission - my life has changed considerably for the worse because of some 87 year old darling who claims I walked into her car ... what, I went out that day specifically looking for a moving motor vehicle to walk in to? Gimmee a break, I'm a lifetime, careful, pedestrian.
I want to see the laughable laws changed. More frequent testing, more checks on medical backgrounds of these people, once someone has undergone majory surgery a licence check before they get behind the wheel is imperative ... I can think of plenty more reasons.
I don't drive, you don't need to when you live in Sydney ... I don't want to see any more people's lives ruined because of elderly selfishness ... you can't disagree with that surely ... remember Sophie Delezio?
Taaaa Daaaaaaaaaaa look at my new blog ...
I am one very happy, very grateful blogger to Agi @ Grumpy Cow for creating the stunning template.
Bamboozled with ideas, the notion of collage of my personal treasures ... well it says it all doesn't it?
About the title "I'm Over It" ... during my blogging time life's changed, values, traditions and irksome things and people have changed too. Actually my life is irk-free ... hence the change in the title. Yep I'm over being over it ... however the much loved, frequently used saying remains! Some things change but when I'm over it - I'm over it!
Don't forget if you'd like a blog change Agi the girl to talk to, she's patient, generous and most of all extremely talented ... you'd be silly if you went anywhere else!
Bamboozled with ideas, the notion of collage of my personal treasures ... well it says it all doesn't it?
About the title "I'm Over It" ... during my blogging time life's changed, values, traditions and irksome things and people have changed too. Actually my life is irk-free ... hence the change in the title. Yep I'm over being over it ... however the much loved, frequently used saying remains! Some things change but when I'm over it - I'm over it!
Don't forget if you'd like a blog change Agi the girl to talk to, she's patient, generous and most of all extremely talented ... you'd be silly if you went anywhere else!
Tuesday, July 01, 2008
Ten on Tuesday - 10 Favourite Sports to Play/Watch.
TEN Favourites sports to play or watch ... my playing days are gone but love to watch ;)
1. Horse racing
2. Rugby League - State of Origin ... GO Queensland / BRONCO's
3. Commonwealth Games - all sports
5. Olympc Games - all sports
6. Friday night trots - horses
7. Surf Life Saving Carnivals
8. Bagging a Bargain - that's sport isn't it ... the race to be first, then the scrum?
9. Cockroach Races
10. Any sport where Australia is being represented ... televised no matter what time of the day or night, I'm there.
1. Horse racing
2. Rugby League - State of Origin ... GO Queensland / BRONCO's
3. Commonwealth Games - all sports
5. Olympc Games - all sports
6. Friday night trots - horses
7. Surf Life Saving Carnivals
8. Bagging a Bargain - that's sport isn't it ... the race to be first, then the scrum?
9. Cockroach Races
10. Any sport where Australia is being represented ... televised no matter what time of the day or night, I'm there.
New look blog is on the way
The gorgeous, generous Agi @ Grumpy Cow is working on my new look blog ...
BUT
go visit her site she's offering ... here ... go on, you won't regret it !!!
BUT
go visit her site she's offering ... here ... go on, you won't regret it !!!
Manic Monday #123
What sound or noise do you love?
Hearing the voice of someone I love.
What sound or noise do you hate?
People on mobile phones in a public place.
What profession other than your own would you like to attempt?
New York Times #1 best selling author.
What profession would you not like to do?
A Proctologist
Read more Monday'ers here
Hearing the voice of someone I love.
What sound or noise do you hate?
People on mobile phones in a public place.
What profession other than your own would you like to attempt?
New York Times #1 best selling author.
What profession would you not like to do?
A Proctologist
Read more Monday'ers here
Sunday, June 29, 2008
I WON, I WON, I'm the Winner ...
Hey anyone there ??? ...
I WON ...
remember I posted about the competition
for ... A NEW BLOG TEMPLATE ...
it could have been you
all I did was stroll round blog land, followed some links and there it was,
courtesy of the gorgeous Agi @ Grumpy Cow.
Told you I was blessed didn't I ???
Unconscious Mutterings 283
I say ... and you think ... ?
1. Loneliness :: figment
2. Traffic :: chaos
3. Chaos :: traffic
4. Burp :: better
5. 500 :: this week
6. Movie :: expensive
7. Coma :: so sad
8. Bark :: woof
9. Stare :: ogle
10. Angelina :: fibres
read what the mutterer's ar Mutterings here
1. Loneliness :: figment
2. Traffic :: chaos
3. Chaos :: traffic
4. Burp :: better
5. 500 :: this week
6. Movie :: expensive
7. Coma :: so sad
8. Bark :: woof
9. Stare :: ogle
10. Angelina :: fibres
read what the mutterer's ar Mutterings here
GRUMPY COW = FREE CUSTOM BLOG TEMPLATE ...
Ohhh Nooooo ... Gadzooks I'm up lurking ... could I be too late ??????????
The gorgeous Agi at Grumpy Cow is offering a free, yes free ... CUSTOM BLOG TEMPLATE ... and it'll be drawn on this day, June 29 ... yikes am I too late?
I'm in a rush as part of the deal is to link back ... as you well know one of us needs a long awaited makeover and this dear blog's an easier task ... stay tuned, I'll post the result as soon as I hear!
Please check Grumpy Cow here
The gorgeous Agi at Grumpy Cow is offering a free, yes free ... CUSTOM BLOG TEMPLATE ... and it'll be drawn on this day, June 29 ... yikes am I too late?
I'm in a rush as part of the deal is to link back ... as you well know one of us needs a long awaited makeover and this dear blog's an easier task ... stay tuned, I'll post the result as soon as I hear!
Please check Grumpy Cow here
Saturday, June 28, 2008
Photo Hunt ... BRIGHT
This week's Photo Hunt topic is BRIGHT ... My day's always bright watching the antics of Miss Blossom ... I'll ask her are the antics of the oustide world making her day bright ... <^..^>
See more Bright's here
Friday, June 27, 2008
Friday Feast One Hundred & Ninety Five ...
Appetizer:
What is the weather like today where you live?
Sun shining, cold wind, clear sky ... beautiful.
Soup:
On a scale of 1-10 with 10 being highest, how career-minded are you?
I'm up on the scale ... retired yet pondering ...
Salad:
What type of window coverings do you have in your home? Blinds, curtains, shutters, etc.?
Heavy backed curtains, keeps the heat &/or cold out when they're drawn.
Main Course:
Name something that instantly cheers you up.
Good news!
Dessert:
How many times do you hit the snooze button on a typical morning?
Never ... no need to
Check what other Feasters are serving up
What is the weather like today where you live?
Sun shining, cold wind, clear sky ... beautiful.
Soup:
On a scale of 1-10 with 10 being highest, how career-minded are you?
I'm up on the scale ... retired yet pondering ...
Salad:
What type of window coverings do you have in your home? Blinds, curtains, shutters, etc.?
Heavy backed curtains, keeps the heat &/or cold out when they're drawn.
Main Course:
Name something that instantly cheers you up.
Good news!
Dessert:
How many times do you hit the snooze button on a typical morning?
Never ... no need to
Check what other Feasters are serving up
Write on Wednesday.
Up late, lurking the net, I've stumbled upon an beautifully presented writers site and suddenly my pen is poised, my muse is stirring, I'd like to join.
What's the attraction I ponder, the newness, the presentation, the honesty of the inspiring moderator ... I expect it's all of the above? The combination of a positive, genuine feeling plus good old fashioned "if it feels good do it" intuition beckons me from the screen ... tempting me to join.
On writing Becca asks "How about you? Have you found your line yet? Do you think you have one? How do you go about expressing it?"
Yes Becca ... I discovered my line long ago; life experience, the believeable combined with the unbelieveable, expressed with truth and wit oozes on hand written pages from a bulging, dusty, rusty, filing cabinet.
Times right to fling open those creaky drawers ... to commit, times right to take Becca's lead, start anew, start writing at another place ... for now I'm conjuring up a name for a blog where pounding the keyboard, will bring tall tales but true, of tradition, learned behaviour, honest fun, wierd wit, a smidge of crassness, some cynicism, possibly the need for a tissue might occur, then you'll know as I do, how blessed I am.
Please visit Becca's Writing on Wednesday here
What's the attraction I ponder, the newness, the presentation, the honesty of the inspiring moderator ... I expect it's all of the above? The combination of a positive, genuine feeling plus good old fashioned "if it feels good do it" intuition beckons me from the screen ... tempting me to join.
On writing Becca asks "How about you? Have you found your line yet? Do you think you have one? How do you go about expressing it?"
Yes Becca ... I discovered my line long ago; life experience, the believeable combined with the unbelieveable, expressed with truth and wit oozes on hand written pages from a bulging, dusty, rusty, filing cabinet.
Times right to fling open those creaky drawers ... to commit, times right to take Becca's lead, start anew, start writing at another place ... for now I'm conjuring up a name for a blog where pounding the keyboard, will bring tall tales but true, of tradition, learned behaviour, honest fun, wierd wit, a smidge of crassness, some cynicism, possibly the need for a tissue might occur, then you'll know as I do, how blessed I am.
Please visit Becca's Writing on Wednesday here
Three Word Wednesday #92
This weeks words inspired Haiku #2 ...
wanna see spontaneous
spread that rumour
then you'll feel your world shake
be delighted with more Three Words here
wanna see spontaneous
spread that rumour
then you'll feel your world shake
be delighted with more Three Words here
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
Manic Monday #122
Are you a talker or a listener? Is it ever possible to really be both?
I'm a talker and a good listener. Of course it's possible to be both - just ask me ... what did you say????
Do you think God has a sense of humor?
Who?
Do you believe in love at first sight? Have you ever experienced it?
I'm a believer ... my last experience was with Miss Blossom May, nortie tortie, diva extraordinaire <^..^>
read what other Manic Mondayer's have to say here
I'm a talker and a good listener. Of course it's possible to be both - just ask me ... what did you say????
Do you think God has a sense of humor?
Who?
Do you believe in love at first sight? Have you ever experienced it?
I'm a believer ... my last experience was with Miss Blossom May, nortie tortie, diva extraordinaire <^..^>
read what other Manic Mondayer's have to say here
Sunday, June 22, 2008
Unconscious Mutterings #282 ...
I say ... and you think ... ?
1. Goodbye :: HuRu
2. Cage :: Trapped
3. Buddy :: Mate
4. Magic words :: Ab - ra - ca - dab - ra
5. Library :: Books
6. Fall in love :: Awwww
7. Tense :: Camels
8. Work! :: Hard
9. Empty :: Full
10. Heat wave :: Tropics
1. Goodbye :: HuRu
2. Cage :: Trapped
3. Buddy :: Mate
4. Magic words :: Ab - ra - ca - dab - ra
5. Library :: Books
6. Fall in love :: Awwww
7. Tense :: Camels
8. Work! :: Hard
9. Empty :: Full
10. Heat wave :: Tropics
Monday, June 16, 2008
Manic Monday #121 ...
If your personality had to be summed up as a sandwich, what kind of sandwich would you be?
My fave sandwich is turkey, cranberry, grated carrot and beetroot on wheat/gluten free bread ... this has been number one for me for so long, people know I love this and sometimes I groan with happiness ... this is my luscious, happy, better than sex sanger!
If you knew that someone was dying, but they didn’t know, would you tell them the truth or deceive them about it?
This would totally depend on who it was, how close we were and the impact or enormity of the consequences of telling.
Do you dress the same when you are depressed as you do when you are very happy?
Every day is a wonderful day, a joy to be alive, depression's left my list ... I wear something that suits the happenings of the time!
Read what others are saying
My fave sandwich is turkey, cranberry, grated carrot and beetroot on wheat/gluten free bread ... this has been number one for me for so long, people know I love this and sometimes I groan with happiness ... this is my luscious, happy, better than sex sanger!
If you knew that someone was dying, but they didn’t know, would you tell them the truth or deceive them about it?
This would totally depend on who it was, how close we were and the impact or enormity of the consequences of telling.
Do you dress the same when you are depressed as you do when you are very happy?
Every day is a wonderful day, a joy to be alive, depression's left my list ... I wear something that suits the happenings of the time!
Read what others are saying
Sunday, June 15, 2008
Nice Matters Award from Ul - Typing Away.
“Nice Matters Award is for those bloggers who are nice people; good blog friends and those who inspire good feelings and inspiration. Also for those who are a positive influence on our blogging world.” Back on March 28, which just happened to be the exact same day that darned woman ran into me, the lovely Ul left me a Nice Matters Award ...
Thank YOU for being so kind Ul.
Sunday Scribblings - #115 - Guide
Sunday Scribblings prompt this week is 'Guide'.
I've never understood or written poetry until I recently attempted writing Haiku's ... now the following has appeared, from whence it came is a mystery?
Has my muse transformed ... am I withdrawing from pain medication?
GUIDE.
A smell
a cooling warmth
knowing someone is close
knowing you're blessed
Escaping
surviving
laughing when unscathed
smiling a knowing smile
Sensing
A man wearing a hat
a boy in Quaker garb
the aroma of an old ladies cologne
Being saved
for something special
the guides that surround me
quelling aloneness ...
guiding me to safety ... till my work here is done!
(c)Redness
Read more Sunday Scribblings here
I've never understood or written poetry until I recently attempted writing Haiku's ... now the following has appeared, from whence it came is a mystery?
Has my muse transformed ... am I withdrawing from pain medication?
GUIDE.
A smell
a cooling warmth
knowing someone is close
knowing you're blessed
Escaping
surviving
laughing when unscathed
smiling a knowing smile
Sensing
A man wearing a hat
a boy in Quaker garb
the aroma of an old ladies cologne
Being saved
for something special
the guides that surround me
quelling aloneness ...
guiding me to safety ... till my work here is done!
(c)Redness
Read more Sunday Scribblings here
Photo Hunt - Emotion
Emotion ... the joy this gift bought
beauty intended for Moi
that made others smile too!
see other's here
UNCONSCIOUS MUTTERINGS - 281
I say ... and you think ... ?
1. Purchase :: retail therapy
2. Squeaky clean :: hair
3. Blended :: smooth
4. Wednesday :: over the hump
5. Function :: works
6. Look down :: your nose
7. July? :: Cancer birthdays
8. Raspberry :: delish
9. Assertive :: positive
10. Cracker :: that fat pommy bloke on TV
Enjoy more Mutterings here
1. Purchase :: retail therapy
2. Squeaky clean :: hair
3. Blended :: smooth
4. Wednesday :: over the hump
5. Function :: works
6. Look down :: your nose
7. July? :: Cancer birthdays
8. Raspberry :: delish
9. Assertive :: positive
10. Cracker :: that fat pommy bloke on TV
Enjoy more Mutterings here
Saturday, June 14, 2008
Friday's Feast One Hundred & Ninety Three ...
Appetizer
Do you consider yourself to be an optimist or a pessimist?
Optimist ... or is that a possimist?
Soup
What is your favorite color of ink to write with?
Blue.
Salad
How often do you get a manicure or pedicure? Do you do them yourself or go to a salon and pay for them?
I'm a D I Y'er.
Main Course
Have you ever won anything online? If so, what was it?
Accolades, great comments, talk with like minded people via blogs & meme's that's online winning!
Dessert
In which room in your house do you keep your home computer?
The living room.
read more feasts here
Do you consider yourself to be an optimist or a pessimist?
Optimist ... or is that a possimist?
Soup
What is your favorite color of ink to write with?
Blue.
Salad
How often do you get a manicure or pedicure? Do you do them yourself or go to a salon and pay for them?
I'm a D I Y'er.
Main Course
Have you ever won anything online? If so, what was it?
Accolades, great comments, talk with like minded people via blogs & meme's that's online winning!
Dessert
In which room in your house do you keep your home computer?
The living room.
read more feasts here
Thursday, June 12, 2008
Wordless Wednesday
This was the view, for six weeks from my hospital bed ... the inspiration to get out of there!See more Wordless posts here
Tuesday, June 10, 2008
Ten Things That Annoy You ...
Ten on Tuesday suggested to name Ten Things That Annoy You About Work ...
seeing as how I have the perfect job with not a skerrick of anything annoying I've named ...
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seeing as how I have the perfect job with not a skerrick of anything annoying I've named ...
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