Saturday, 4 January 2025

GETTING TIDIER

We moved some furniture around today, setting up the previous snooker room as a lounge room and thinning out the current main lounge.

The snooker room would also serve well as a bedroom and is big enough to build an en-suite into it. That'll be up to the new owners.




After setting up (anyone living with a woman knows that this is a long slow process involving moving the furniture about numerous times and trying out umpteen combinations of wall hangings and paintings - not unlike clothes shopping) I enjoyed sitting in the room for an hour or so, looking out to Mount Aubrey and listening to Wynton Marsalis.

How's your day going?

We're enjoying some Veuve Cliquot Champagne and The Old Girl has prepared Cannelloni for dinner later. I hope that 'cease and desist' lawyers' letters haven't been flying about like missiles down in Lower Hutt over Robert's copyright infringement of Richard's Bass Bag* name.





* Apparently the original bass bagging site.

Friday, 3 January 2025

PILLS*

 *Not those other blogging jokers.

Today I decided to clear out the 'medicine cabinet' in the bathroom. Both The Old Girl and I take daily dose of various pills that we get on monthly or 3 monthly prescription.

Sometimes the prescriptions change following consultations with our doctors leaving old prescriptions over.

Now and then pills are needed for 'one-off' things like antibiotics for a diverticulitis flare up, a wasp sting or migraine. Usually there are pills left over after a course of treatment and these build up.



I like to think that we are responsible people and only seek prescriptions when absolutely necessary and don't accumulate pharmacy and alternative treatments but it was amazing how much stuff I found to get rid of.

I shudder to think what the wastage is in Pharmac spending so looked it up on the web thingy.

PHARMACEUTICAL WASTE IN NEW ZEALAND

Here's a screenshot of the conclusion:


Scary!

Thursday, 2 January 2025

SHE

 



Occasionally I refer to The Old Girl as 'She Who Must Be Obeyed' on my The Wine Guy site*. See here if you've never seen this site: THE WINE GUY


She Who Must Be Obeyed is a minimalist sculpture 33 feet (10 m) wide and 16 feet (4.9 m) deep made by Tony Smith in 1975.[1] It is located at the Frances Perkins Building, in downtown Washington, D.C. The piece consists of nine geometric rhomboid units, bolted and welded together and painted blue.


OK, I like that and if we weren't selling up and moving could make and erect something like that in our front garden. It's a pity that I didn't discover this sooner.
It has nothing to do with my 'She Who Must Be Obeyed' though.


My reference for 'She Who Must Be Obeyed' is to the excellent John Mortimer series of books and later TV British drama - RUMPOLE OF THE BAILEY.


I've recently been re-reading these and must try and find the TV series on the various streaming sites we use. Mortimer is a great writer and I recommend him to you. He has a great many great works to his credit with, to me, the Rumpole series, Paradise Postponed and Summer's Lease being the best.

The interesting thing is that, while I've been re-reading the Rumpole series The Old Girl and my own 'She Who Must Be Obeyed' was reading Rider Haggard's SHE.
In this excellent novel (dated though) that I read when at school the nominal character Ayesha ... well, you read here what Wikipedia says:

The story is a first-person narrative which follows the journey of Horace Holly and his ward Leo Vincey to a lost kingdom in the African interior. They encounter a native people and a mysterious white queen named Ayesha who reigns as the all-powerful "She" or "She-who-must-be-obeyed". Haggard developed many of the conventions of the lost world genre which countless authors have emulated.

Synchronicity eh.







* I also refer to her as 'Her Indoors' but wouldn't like her to know that. The reference is to that excellent British TV series 'Minder' where the awful Arthur Daley called his wife by that name.