Weekend Coffee Share: 6th January 2016

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You are so welcome today. The temperature has returned to what is cool for us at around 25.9 degrees celsius. We have endless energy and coffee is most certainly back on the menu. We also have cold or other hot drinks if you’d prefer. Me, I’m sticking to peppermint tea.

If we were having coffee I’d tell you that I didn’t achieve my goal of finishing my exegesis this week and getting it handed in. I went in to my office on Monday and discovered my Supervisor was not back until this coming week so I probably slacked off a bit. I spent more time doing blogs. It was the beginning of the month so I had my next prompt to get out for Times Past.  Hope you will come over and join in. Last month’s contributions were all great and gave a rich view of eating out of a night in Times Past.

If we were having coffee I’d tell you that BILL and SILS (my brother-in-law and sister-in-law visiting from Germany) feel that they have had all weather thrown at them. On Monday they’d never seen so much water come down along with the lightning and thunder. SILS spoke via Skype to someone in Germany and asked if they remembered the storms in South Africa. The response was yes and she said “they were nothing like what we had last night. In a matter of a couple of hours we’d got 130mm. The next night the storm came from nowhere. Suddenly the wind picked up, gathering one of our sails with it, shearing the screws off at the wall. It came from the north and with force. Our electricity went down for a couple of hours but luckily dinner could progress thanks to a little gas burner that we have. We discovered later that a tree in our dog walking park came down and caught fire on top of the power lines with several explosions. Very exciting for those that saw it. We didn’t and were instead happily chatting by candlelight.

Peace has returned to our household. The dogs are on the whole happy with each others company and Muffin has quietened down considerably. My arms are no longer ripped to pieces and she is proving herself to be a delight. Even Roger is showing signs of love.

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Friday lunch this week we went to Boreen Point to the Apollonian Motel a hotel constructed in the Gympie of Gold Rush of 1870s and moved to its current location in 1987. A little bit of country for our guests and my Mum.

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We didn’t take our dogs (we couldn’t fit them in the car) but we were quickly adopted by a couple of resident ones.

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If we were having coffee I’d be telling you that I had better get back to work. I am so close to getting it to a point I can hand in again I’m hoping Wednesday. I have turned off my referencing program and have fixed all references in the body of the text. All I have to do now is add some links (that might take a bit of doing as I have tried and can’t seem to get it to work), finish a couple of tables off and run through the last two chapters and check that I have included everything I wanted to. It sounds do-able to me and then I can enjoy the last few weeks BILL and SILS are here. I think they think I’m mad and between you and me I agree with them. If you see me visiting you’ll know I’ve achieved my goal.

Hope that you have all had a wonderful week. Looking forward to catching up soon.

Thanks to Diana for hosting our coffee mornings. Have a good week.

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Time Travel:Weekly Photo Challenge

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Frozen in Time

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Time in Motion

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More time and motion

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Going back in time

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Frozen, thinking it was a dummy advertising a dress shop she gave me a real shock when she moved.

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I have attempted myself to go back in time.

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Time is important at Flinders Street Station if you are to catch the train on time.

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This, however, is the photo that I think really shows time in so many different ways. We have my Mum, at 87, who has seen a lot in her time. Muffin, a puppy, who thinks time belongs to her and at this age we were wishing time would hurry along so she would stop piddling and chewing in inappropriate places. Bundy and Roger, at the same point in time, both feeling the passage and ravages of time. I know that there are three visible time pieces in this photo (but you will be lucky to pick out more than 1). Roger collects clocks and they stop for no-one. However, the item that for me is the most representative of time is the memoir sitting on the table. A memoir tells of a past time and life by an in the present time narrator. The past they relate is not the past that was lived but rather the time as the present day person constructs from memory. Why do they go back in time? Maybe to make sense of a time past but I believe rather, it is to create a future. Memoir for me is the ultimate in time travel.

In response to the Weekly Photo Challenge

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Skywatch Friday: 5th February 2016 Noosaville 6.08pm

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An unusual Noosa day.

Not one glimpse of blue.

During the day not a drop of rain.

Cooler and blowy. Great relief.

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Potted Colour: Floral Friday

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Tell People: The Weekly Smile

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When my Dad died I hurt but my feelings were intensifed by knowing the loss my mother felt. I said on numerous times to my husband one of the hardest things I thought would be was not having someone tell you that you looked beautiful whether you did or not because to the giver to them it was true. Seeing this video showed I was right in thinking how important it is to tell people.

In response to Trent’s Weekly smile

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Beating the Heat: Wordless Wednesday

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Times Past: Prompt 2 Women’s Work?

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Times Past is a monthly prompt challenge that I hope will give us social insights into the way the world has changed between not only generations but also between geographical location. The prompt can be responded to in any form you enjoy – prose, poetry, flash, photographs, sketches or any other form you choose. You may like to use a combination of the two. I will also add a series of questions for those that would like to join in but don’t know where to start.

Heading your response please put what generation you belong to, your country and whether you lived in a rural or city environment at the time of your story.

The first prompt in the series proved my pre conceived ideas to be incorrect. The prompt The first time I remember eating in a restaurant in the evening had 11 responses and all found it was rare in their childhood to eat out. Some wonderful stories were told that gave an insight back into the lives of the one Silent Generation, 9 Baby Boomers and 2 Gen X. Surprisingly it was the Baby Boomers who were later eating out than the other generations with the average age 10.5. The numbers though are certainly not statistically significant. Many of the baby boomers mentioned that they had to be on their very best behaviour as did the one silent generation. Perhaps Gen X had a little more freedom to be themselves. The numbers were for the baby Boomers equally spread between UK and USA with 1 Australian and also equally spread as far as country and city. Gen X were both rural – one in the UK and the other USA. Perhaps if some Gen X city children had participated we may have found that they were more inclined to eat out. Thanks to Grandmama. Sherri, Judy, Deborah, Geoff, Anne, Jules, Jeanne, ChristineCharli, and Lisa.

The Generations that I think may possibly be blogging:

Greatest Generation

G I Generation: 1901 – 1924 Experienced WWII in adulthood.

Silent Generation 1925 – 1945 Experience WWII in childhood

Baby Boomers

Boom Generation/Hippie 1946 -1964 Space Exploration/ first counter culture

Generation X 

Baby Busters 1965 -1980 Experienced Vietnam War/Cold War

MTV or Boomerang Generation 1975 – 1985 Rise of Mass Media/end cold war

Generation Y

Echo Boom/Generation McGuire 1978-1990 Rise of the Information Age/ Internet/War on Terror/Rising Gas and Food Prices

Generation Z

New Silent Generation 1995- 2009 Never experience pre Internet/dot com bubble/ Digital globalisation

Generation Alpha

No sub name as yet but possibly the school or materialistic generation 2010 – These are predicted to study longer and be more concerned with material possessions.

My belief is that our location and the generation into which we were born see very different experiences of growing up as we relook at Times Past. I hope you’ll join in. Put a link to your post and I will add it in my post so that it is easy to read others experiences. Lets get started.

Prompt No 2. First memories of wash day. Was it a ritual in your house. Did you have to play a part. What kind of washing machine did you have? Was it the sole province of the women of the household? What was the style of your clothes line? Any memories of doing the laundry you care to share. I am sure that we are going to find some differences both geographically and generational with this one. Help me prove myself right or show that I am wrong by joining in.

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Generation Baby Boomer Country Australia: Rural Age 6 -11

I have to admit I remember little about washing. I don’t know whether Mum had a regular day for doing it or not. I wouldn’t be surprised if she did as most things were set to a routine when I was growing up. I do however remember three things about laundry very clearly.

The first was my Grandmother’s mode of washing, which was different to ours as my Mum always had an automatic machine (in my memory). When we visited Grandma in Sydney I used to love her washing day which definitely was on a routine day every week. She had a copper in which water was boiled and she dropped all the items into this very hot water. She let them soak for a bit then with a well worn pole which had the pattina of a well-used wooden spoon, she rotated the clothes. Items that were stained such as shirt collars she would soap up and rub up and down a board which was the same type of wood as the pole. After emptying the water she would put the clothes in the laundry tub in cold water, agitate them around to get the suds off and then, if I had been good, she would allow me to feed them through the two rollers to squeeze every last drop of water out.

The second laundry memory was at my other Grandma’s house also in Sydney. All the cousins were staying including a baby. Sneaking into the laundry in a game of hide and seek we discovered a row of buckets filled with nappies and the most incredibly slimy water I have ever felt in my life.

The only task I had to do with regard to the laundry was ironing the hankies and the pillowslips. This was normally done on a weekend night. My mother would sprinkle water over all the clean clothes and roll them up damp in readiness for ironing. There were no steam irons then and the water was designed to take the creases out of the clothes. I hated having to do the ironing. It was a boring thankless task that seemed to never end. Now I do as little ironing as possible.

The clothes line I do remember. Not for hanging the wet clothes on but because of it acting as a merry-go-round. We used to stand on our tip-toes in order to reach the ban and then we would run until eventually our speed was such that we could bend our knees, taking our feet off the ground and fly around using the momentum we had generated. Nearly everyone had a Hills Hoist clothesline when we were growing up.  I can remember being jealous of the odd farmer that still had two strands of wire strung between two posts  and I was definitely jealous of the odd person who covered their Hills Hoist to give them a huge umbrella. Huge umbrellas had not yet been invented.

I’m looking forward to your memories of the laundry.

The Silent Generation

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Baby Boomers

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Washed Up

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The torture of Wash days Past

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A Pouch Full of Clothespins

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Past Times 2: Women’s Work : Easy Breezy? (2.5 f)

city Australia

https://christinejrandall.wordpress.com/2016/02/12/times-past-laundry/

city Northern England

http://annegoodwin.weebly.com/1/post/2016/02/memory-memoir-and-fiction-again-a-daughter-your-age-washday-blues.html

rural England

Laundry: Women’s Work?

Gen X

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Times Past: Mystery of Laundry

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Times Past: Wash Day Dander

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Cold Drip Beauty: Cee’s Odd Ball Challenge

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Cold drip coffee 

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The eyes drank it in.

In response to Cee’s Odd Ball Challenge

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A board walk to , shhhh Secrets: Shadow Shot Sunday 2

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Don’t you love a secret

Secrets on the Lake is a well kept one

Amongst the shadows, boardwalks run.

In response to Shadow Shot Sunday 2.

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The lone paddler: Silent Sunday

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