Numbers: Weekly Photo Challenge

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It’s time to show some numbers

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so I figured

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if I could not calculate my figures correctly and read the blood pressure numbers lives would be put at risk

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which is of course why numbers are limited when it comes speed.

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Not all numbers are crucial, some are fun such as 60th birthday parties – we’re still actually young.

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Street numbers are not all that they seem. Our 75 rather than denoting that there are at least that number of houses in the street conveys to an ambulance that we are .75 of a kilometre up the road.

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And nice to know that the numbers show I am almost the only one.

In response to Weekly photo Challenge

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Skywatch Friday: 3rd June 2016 Severe Weather Warning in Place

IMG_4608The rain has started. 250 mls plus predicted in the next 24 hours. The hatches are battened. Glad I’m in the warm glow. Taken 5.03 pm Noosaville 3/6/2016

In response to Skywatch Friday

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Adventure:Weekly Discover Challenge

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I’d love to be able to say that when we entered the tunnel our adventure unfolded like Alice’s Adventure in Wonderland. But it didn’t.

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I’ve had my share of adventures that are perhaps out of the ordinary. Life on a tropical island where as newly weds we went into partnership with the Paramount Chief in running a small resort and tour business.

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The island retainined its traditional lifestyle and that, along with the active volcano and cargo cult, drew people from around the world. Our romance with this simple life was soon dispelled as our time was spent being the interface between sophisticated guests and the witchdoctors, chiefs and island life. This culminated in Roger’s kidnap, court cases and even deaths. Yes this was an adventure. As was treking in Greenland.

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Other adventures I have vicariously.

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However, I would suggest that these are extremes in the adventuring game. We are all on one big adventure. LIFE. If we keep our minds open to possibilities we’ll see the adventure. Every book read is an adventure on its own. Mine began with my father reading to me.

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To write is an adventure. Each day opens not knowing what adventure it will bring. Enjoy living your life and see it as the greatest adventure you will ever have.

In response to Weekly Discover Challenge

 

 

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Hanging Orchids: Floral Friday

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Turbidity on the Mekong: Thursday’s Special

 

 

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The river snakes 

A lifeline to millions

Their fate dependent on its waters

For fish and food

Construction, summer rains carry sediment

From Tibet through China, Burma, Laos and Cambodia

Until finally, in Vietnam, it heads to sea 

through  a turbid Mekong Delta 

where people fish and eat

then wash and pee.

 

In response to Paula’s Thursday’s Special

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A heart of Stone: Friday Fictioneers

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Cassandra looked out from the verandah of the grand columned house they’d built over to the hovel she and Alain had shared when she first came to this valley as a bride. They were happy then. Planning for the future, cutting large rocks from the hillside to create their dream home. The joy had left their marriage when they moved to the big house. She could have foretold the dangers. Didn’t Alain’s parents name him to protect him just as hers knew she could foretell. ‘Little rock.’ Apart from his name the only rocks Alain had were in his heart.

In response to photo prompt by Rochelle for Friday Fictioneers. Follow the blue frog to read other submissions.

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Reflecting on Childhood Meal Favourites: Times Past

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Last month’s topic proved a tough one and not one that was readily approached by many. If I caused distress to you by this topic I apologise as that was not my intention. It was however a topic that should be talked about. Corporal punishment still exists in places and I had hoped to discover ways that discipline was served without resorting to straps, paddles and ferulas for I believe all children do need to be disciplined at times. There was certainly a difference in generations with the baby boomers being the largest respondents and all can remember corporal punishment. Other punishment was the soapy water mouthwash. There did not seem much difference between the treatment of boys or girls or indeed by the countries or region one lived. However, the response rate was far too small to draw any conclusions. One interesting observation however, is that this post obtained a staggering 287 views, most referred by a UK site network54 who have their own thread going on the subject.

Now on to this month’s topic – Your favourite childhood meal and what would you think if you were served it today.

What were your favourites?

Would you still like them today? If not why not?

Was your favourite served as a normal meal or only on special or rare occasions?

Did your mother enjoy cooking?

Did you serve the same favourite to your own children? If so, did it become his/her favourite as well?

For understanding the purpose of these prompts and for instructions for taking part please visit Times Past. I hope you have more pleasant memories with this prompt and I hope to be able to see similarities between regions and a difference between generations. Please don’t forget to say which generation you belong to and country of childhood and city or rural.

Baby Boomers

Australia Rural

For my mother cooking was a chore she had to do. It was an expectation of women that they were good cooks and provided their families with wonderful meals. There was no questioning that some foods weren’t good for you. We ate the lot. I hated it but the rest of the family loved bread and dripping sandwiches, bread fried in lard and offle. Most of our meals were meat and three veg (a green, orange and white which usually translated to beans or peas, carrots and potato). Mostly our meals were fairly uninspired. My favourite meal before the age of 12 was most definitely the left overs we had on Sunday night. Our main meal on Sunday was always a roast served after church at lunchtime. That night we would have the left over meat battered and fried as fritters and the real treat were the corn fritters Mum made to serve with them. I still drool at the thought of them. I have tried to replicate the fritters and have never been successful. Most that I have made have been nothing but stodge. I am convinced that if I were to be given fritters like Mum used to make I’d still think I’d gone to heaven and back.

Having a sweet tooth I had two favourite desserts. One was lemon sago and the other was blanc mange over red arrowroot jelly. I haven’t had either of these for years but again I think I’d still love them. Unfortunately the thought of any of these dishes turns my husband’s stomach and as he does the cooking they are never created.

German Heritage 

Reflecting on Childhood Meal Favourites: Times Past

U.S. A. city

(nf) childhood food memories/ Food Glorious Food (6.22)

England City

My Sandwich Generation And The Song Of The Summerhouse

Baby Busters

Rural USA

Reflecting on Childhood Meal Favourites: Times Past

 

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24 hours in the City: Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge

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As the sun rises

the city starts to wake

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some buildings exposing more sky

than can be see between the buildings rising high in the sky.

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Later in the day  the streets are alive

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Sydney Harbour bounds the city

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and the old merges with the new

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Green space aplenty

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And finally at night fall the city becomes alive

The lights flickering until finally it sleeps

only to wake again as commuters flock to work.

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In response to Cee’s Fun Foto Prompt

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Sand, Sea and Sky: Wordless Wednesday

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Unwanted customers: 99 Word Flash Fiction

“What else can I do Karl? Today another one took our last seat and sat, using our wifi without purchasing a thing. And that chap, the nice one that always buys the sticky bun and coffee and gives the girls a tip… as there was no seat he went next door.”

“C’mmon Rebekka. Smile. It’ll be okay. I’ve new seats coming today.”

Karl stood behind the counter watching the man eating food he’d bought elsewhere. “Should’ve read the note on the table mate” he muttered as he pressed the button. The ejector seat worked perfectly. Karl’s smile was gleeful.

In response to Charli’s prompt where she asks:

May 24, 2016 prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story that changes with a smile. It can be a character, tone, setting or any creative use of smile. You can go deep and consider motive and influence, or you can light up the world with a brilliant flash (of teeth as well as fiction). And smile, because your writing matters and is not hostage to your level, experience or circumstances.

Respond by May 31, 2016 to be included in the weekly compilation.Rules are here. All writers are welcome!

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