Oh sweet child of mine...
6 years ago
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Tuesday Tip
Chew a Gaviscon - or something equally powdery. Brush your teeth. Run your tongue around the pearly whites and find the Gaviscon. When you find a little bit, cunningly hidden in a crevice, the chances are you always miss that area when brushing. So, now you won't.
Thursday, January 22, 2009
Required reading
So today, the front page of every newspaper seems to have had photo's of the first day of school. "Tears, fears and dreams" - so dramatic, actually it should be "I miss my mum and what did she give me for lunch"
Newspaper guys, this is not news, it happens every year.
I prefer the lamp post headlines
"High Flying SAA"
"Kaka deal flushed down the toilet"
and so on, some are very obscure and some can't be printed here as they contain veiled reference to parts of your mothers anatomy. But they are fun to read and I look forward to seeing what's new on the way to work.
"Barak Obama likes SA wines" yawn, so do I but I don't make the news.
And how about flyers. There is a Sheikh from the Amazon Region, a traditional healer, helping people solve al their Life Problems with the help of his 129 year old grandmother. Alert Guiness, they think the oldest living person is only 114. Besides, he's doesn't offer nearly as much as the local guy.
The flyer reads "He can recently in Cape Town" which leads me to another thing, who is responsible for the spelling on printwork. The customer whose job is not necessarily to be able to spell or, the printer who should be able to spell and also, surely, has spell check.
So, if your customer wants to advertise an engine overall, correct him! He'll thank you later.
Newspaper guys, this is not news, it happens every year.
I prefer the lamp post headlines
"High Flying SAA"
"Kaka deal flushed down the toilet"
and so on, some are very obscure and some can't be printed here as they contain veiled reference to parts of your mothers anatomy. But they are fun to read and I look forward to seeing what's new on the way to work.
"Barak Obama likes SA wines" yawn, so do I but I don't make the news.
And how about flyers. There is a Sheikh from the Amazon Region, a traditional healer, helping people solve al their Life Problems with the help of his 129 year old grandmother. Alert Guiness, they think the oldest living person is only 114. Besides, he's doesn't offer nearly as much as the local guy.
The flyer reads "He can recently in Cape Town" which leads me to another thing, who is responsible for the spelling on printwork. The customer whose job is not necessarily to be able to spell or, the printer who should be able to spell and also, surely, has spell check.
So, if your customer wants to advertise an engine overall, correct him! He'll thank you later.
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
Nice speech Mr President
I hope the future is rosy and bright for the USA because let's face it, that glow will reflect around the world.
If we can get our act together, we as a country could be as great. They have a superhero pilot, we have cabin crew supposedly smuggling weed. We just have to get it right.
If we can get our act together, we as a country could be as great. They have a superhero pilot, we have cabin crew supposedly smuggling weed. We just have to get it right.
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Pass the abacus
Yesterday, apparently, British banks lost 17.5 billion pounds. Now, I don't know about anyone else but I simply can't come close to imagining 17.5 billion. Which leads me to ask.......
How much money is there in the entire world??
The US bailout plan is spoken of in billions as if we're all playing Monopoly (or Zimbabwe) where money isn't real.
And what had me worried, incase someone wise actually does know how much money there is, is that there are two different definitions of billion.
I looked it up.
Great Britain and most of the world used to refer to a billion as one million with six extra noughts. In other words the prefix bi despite it's other meanings means two. So 1 000 000 is one million and 1 000 000 000 000 is a billion.
USA and the scientific community (who knows where they live) have a different system, to them a million has six zeros, a billion has nine zeros and if you have a quadrillion (not a dance) its 1000 billion.
So, pray tell, did the banks lose 17 5000000000000 or 17 5000000000. This could severley impact on my budget if I get it wrong.
How much money is there in the entire world??
The US bailout plan is spoken of in billions as if we're all playing Monopoly (or Zimbabwe) where money isn't real.
And what had me worried, incase someone wise actually does know how much money there is, is that there are two different definitions of billion.
I looked it up.
Great Britain and most of the world used to refer to a billion as one million with six extra noughts. In other words the prefix bi despite it's other meanings means two. So 1 000 000 is one million and 1 000 000 000 000 is a billion.
USA and the scientific community (who knows where they live) have a different system, to them a million has six zeros, a billion has nine zeros and if you have a quadrillion (not a dance) its 1000 billion.
So, pray tell, did the banks lose 17 5000000000000 or 17 5000000000. This could severley impact on my budget if I get it wrong.
Monday, January 19, 2009
R.E.S.P.E.C.T.
I had the misfortune to watch a little of a kids TV channel yesterday. While these actors and actresses are certainly talented it saddens me to see the message they're sending. The Americans have a great word (no doubt long out of use). Sass. As in "Don't sass yur parents"
Kids are cheeky to adults but what I find worse is that the adults are cheeky to children. What happened to respect? I've never totally gone along with the "respect your elders" thing because many elders don't deserve that respect. The Water Babies should be required reading for teachers and parents. Mrs Doasyouwouldbedoneby set the tone. So please don't sass your kids if you want them to respect you. We see it too often, the wise-cracking parent, putting the child down. We also see too many children rolling their eyes for laughter, picking on their siblings as if it's required by nature and being really rude.
As the mother of three children my rose coloured glasses broke years ago, of course our children were the exception, little angels (lol) but I'd like to think I never sassed them or put them down.
It doesn't stop with home and TV, we have radio DJ's who are snide and hurtful, choosing someone to mock endlessly. So Britney showed us her hoo-hah, let it go! George W, by no means my favourite man, joke's over.
Let's start addressing Nelson Mandela as Mr Mandella, not just by his last name as the TV news readers do. I love the way the British media always use the title of the person they're reporting on, despot or not.
Show respect.
Don't litter or set fire to our precious mountain.
We're all equal. I was rudely treated by a shop assistant last year, no respect, no courtesy, no thought that he may be in the wrong, which he was. I haven't been into the store since, I'm just not such a fanatic that I'll accept such nonsense.
A friend was complaining that his daughter was texting under the table during dinner. I said I would have taken her 'phone away, he said he couldn't really, she's in her twenties!
Discourteous.
We always have a good laugh at Two and a Half Men, one of my favourite comedies, BUT, it's not aimed at children and hopefully I'm mature enough to understand that most of the time that's just no way to behave, I don't think a 10 year old does.
So next time the boy next door breaks a chair over your husbands head, don't blame him, it's just the way it is.
No respect.
Kids are cheeky to adults but what I find worse is that the adults are cheeky to children. What happened to respect? I've never totally gone along with the "respect your elders" thing because many elders don't deserve that respect. The Water Babies should be required reading for teachers and parents. Mrs Doasyouwouldbedoneby set the tone. So please don't sass your kids if you want them to respect you. We see it too often, the wise-cracking parent, putting the child down. We also see too many children rolling their eyes for laughter, picking on their siblings as if it's required by nature and being really rude.
As the mother of three children my rose coloured glasses broke years ago, of course our children were the exception, little angels (lol) but I'd like to think I never sassed them or put them down.
It doesn't stop with home and TV, we have radio DJ's who are snide and hurtful, choosing someone to mock endlessly. So Britney showed us her hoo-hah, let it go! George W, by no means my favourite man, joke's over.
Let's start addressing Nelson Mandela as Mr Mandella, not just by his last name as the TV news readers do. I love the way the British media always use the title of the person they're reporting on, despot or not.
Show respect.
Don't litter or set fire to our precious mountain.
We're all equal. I was rudely treated by a shop assistant last year, no respect, no courtesy, no thought that he may be in the wrong, which he was. I haven't been into the store since, I'm just not such a fanatic that I'll accept such nonsense.
A friend was complaining that his daughter was texting under the table during dinner. I said I would have taken her 'phone away, he said he couldn't really, she's in her twenties!
Discourteous.
We always have a good laugh at Two and a Half Men, one of my favourite comedies, BUT, it's not aimed at children and hopefully I'm mature enough to understand that most of the time that's just no way to behave, I don't think a 10 year old does.
So next time the boy next door breaks a chair over your husbands head, don't blame him, it's just the way it is.
No respect.
Time flies when you're having fun
Perhaps the Matrix is true and we've been left on fast forward??!!
Monday, January 12, 2009
Sunday, lovely Sunday
We had a really enjoyable Sunday drive. Granny, Grandpa and four of the girls, we left at about 9.30 in chill mode. I love driving past Lavender Hill, they've repainted the wall, it reads
"Welcome to Lavender Hill where people are moved to love and diversity"
So positive.
Muizenberg is still sad, like the maiden aunt someone left in the front room and she faded away. St James pool was full and Fish Hoek beach was just lovely. There was hardly any wind and the sun was shining. It was great to see so many families out for the day, I suppose brought on by the combination of weather, reduced petrol price and the exodus of the visitors.
We went to the Scratch Patch in Simon's Town and Grandpa was really patient, sitting in the tea room sipping his grossly overpriced ginger beer while we enjoyed going through all the gems (I almost mean that literally) for an hour and a half.
We had planned to picnic at Boulders but there was no parking to be found so instead we went to Kommetjie lighthouse, we put the picnic blanket next to the fence and watched the sea and ate lots of food.
The girls and I went down to the labyrinth and walked the circuit. It's in rather a sad state, the sign has gone missing and moles have also tried to do the circuit, knocking stones to one side and making piles of soil.
We were all in serious need of Marcelle's frozen joghurt so we headed off to Rondebosch, we couldn't picture one closer. Delicious as ever.
We ended our day near Melkbos after dropping the girls at home and drove along the beach front. How sadly commercialised this area has become, we couldn't even find anything that resembled Big Bay as we knew it, the old surfers must be really peeved. Along through Blouwberg and Milnerton and home sweet home after a splendid day in the best city in the world.
Thank you Cape Town.
Oh and it seems I was wrong, when Grandpa's driving, four girls and a granny can indeed do the Cha Cha Slide in the car but, will someone please explain what Charlie Brown means??
"Welcome to Lavender Hill where people are moved to love and diversity"
So positive.
Muizenberg is still sad, like the maiden aunt someone left in the front room and she faded away. St James pool was full and Fish Hoek beach was just lovely. There was hardly any wind and the sun was shining. It was great to see so many families out for the day, I suppose brought on by the combination of weather, reduced petrol price and the exodus of the visitors.
We went to the Scratch Patch in Simon's Town and Grandpa was really patient, sitting in the tea room sipping his grossly overpriced ginger beer while we enjoyed going through all the gems (I almost mean that literally) for an hour and a half.
We had planned to picnic at Boulders but there was no parking to be found so instead we went to Kommetjie lighthouse, we put the picnic blanket next to the fence and watched the sea and ate lots of food.
The girls and I went down to the labyrinth and walked the circuit. It's in rather a sad state, the sign has gone missing and moles have also tried to do the circuit, knocking stones to one side and making piles of soil.
We were all in serious need of Marcelle's frozen joghurt so we headed off to Rondebosch, we couldn't picture one closer. Delicious as ever.
We ended our day near Melkbos after dropping the girls at home and drove along the beach front. How sadly commercialised this area has become, we couldn't even find anything that resembled Big Bay as we knew it, the old surfers must be really peeved. Along through Blouwberg and Milnerton and home sweet home after a splendid day in the best city in the world.
Thank you Cape Town.
Oh and it seems I was wrong, when Grandpa's driving, four girls and a granny can indeed do the Cha Cha Slide in the car but, will someone please explain what Charlie Brown means??
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