Weekend Coffee Share 8th December 2018

Come on in and have a cuppa. Coffee? Tea? Bonnox? or perhaps a cool drink?

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This week has seen the start of Christmas Parties and suddenly it seems Christmas is looming. The first party was the Chemist’s Christmas Party. My Mum looks forward to this each year. She won an ipad at one of these and that sense of possibility remains with her. They do a good job giving out party bags filled with gifts (usually samples of what you can buy instore but there is always something that could be useful. Mum got a week pill dispenser. I doubt that she will use it but one day it might come in handy. I won the first lucky door prize which was a vase and we ate from the wonderful spread they provided.  Mum will now spend the next year looking forward to their next VIP event – a bit sad that at ninety that is one of the big thrills of the year.

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The other party, held at Cotton Tree, was the breakup party for my dance class. We don’t return until the middle of January but as we have family with us I will not miss it as much as I normally do. My dance teacher still wants me to write his mother’s story and at 91 she sounds as though she has had a fascinating life that is worth recording. I’ll look at starting that in the New Year. I am well aware that once at that age, my Mum is 90, anything can happen.

In fact it did this week when I got a phone call telling me Mum had fallen. She was okay and although she had damaged her wrist they didn’t think anything was broken. I immediately went around to see her and I wasn’t so sure so we went straight to the emergency room at the local hospital where she had xrays. I was so impressed with the doctor. He spoke to her with respect and kindness and didn’t mind explaining everything several times. Luckily she didn’t break anything but she is badly battered and worse now than then as the bruising is coming out. She explained her fall as “I spun around quickly to get the telephone and my spin was too violent and I spun out of control.” I immediately thought of the whirling dervish I had seen.

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I dismissed that thought quickly  – he had total control Mum had none injuring herself from he face down to her hips on both front and backsides. Luckily she is okay.

We are battling with our pool. It has sprung a leak. In fact we are convinced it was leaking before we bought the house. The garden that I loved is now a mess as we dig up pipes and drain water. Hopefully we can get it back to how it was before our family arrives. I know they are looking forward to coming from Germany and being able to swim in the pool.

All this has given me a rather busy week as we also went to yoga, had skylights and whilrygigs installed, promoted my book Nightmare in Paradise and finally put up Christmas decorations. I haven’t had a lot of time for reading or to see any films. Have you or are you busy with Chistmas activities also?

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Now I think I have taken enough of your time –  over to you. Have you read any good books or seen any films that should be seen? Looking forward to seeing how your week has been. Thank you for dropping in for coffee, it is lovely to see you. Thanks to  eclecticali  who is our host of the weekend coffee share.

 

 

 

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Fruitland: Friday Fictioneers

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“Did ya have a good holiday?”

“Yeh. Weird but.”

“Howzzat?”

“Just… welll….everytime we went through a tunnel, and there was lots of em, at least eight, we could hear a child’s voice say one sleep. New day coming. She said this every tunnel. But it was weird, cause when we came back into daylight we couldn’t see no child in the carriage. Then. When we got through the last tunnel the train stopped at a platform and everyone had to get off.”

“Where were you?”

“Place called Fruitland.”

“Right place fer you. You’re as nutty as a fruit cake.”

Thank you to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for hosting Friday Fictioneers and Dawn Miller for supplying the photo prompt.

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Dubai Patterns: Travel Thoughts 2

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Whenever I am finally through immigration and customs and in the waiting area (above Brisbane airport) I always have a sense of anticipation. Something is going to happen. I am going somewhere but not far beneath the surface is a fear which although well hidden doesn’t take much to come out. I flew once from Las Vegas to Los Angeles and soon after takeoff we were informed that we would be crash landing in LA. Our front wheel was not going to be able to be put down and rather than risk putting the other wheels down and digging the nose into the tarmac and flipping us over, they were going to do a belly landing. We would land on a runway far from the terminal and be met with all emergency services ready to put out fires and anything else that might eventuate. From the moment of that announcement the plane went silent. Hands were squeezed tight but not one person uttered a sound. We went into crash position before landing and the pilot did a superb job putting the plane down. As we came to a halt the firebrigade doused the plane with foam and a spontaneous cheer went up from everyone inside the plane. We’d landed without anyone being injured? Before we were taken off the plane they asked that anyone that had been injured to remain in their seats. I was surprised at how many did. Me I was just glad to be off alive.

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Dawn heralded that Dubai was getting close.

Our flight from Brisbane to Dubai left at 1025 pm Australian time and arrived in Dubai 14.35 hours later. Twenty two hours without sleep. The plane was not full so having found a set of three seats with no-one in them I gave up my seat to Roger giving him the ability to stretch out on those three whilst I had plans to stretch out on the others. My plan was foiled when I discovered that the seats I had chosen didn’t allow the arm rests to be lifted and I could stretch out frontwards by not sideways. I’ve never been able to sit  to sleep so I returned only to find Roger asleep so I let him be.

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He said when he woke up that he hadn’t had much sleep and he needs sleep more than I do.

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I caught up on a few movies until we started our descent when the scenery below took my interest.

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The patterns of Dubai always have me fascinated.

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Sand and ? roads make for wonderful patterns.

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I dream about what it would be like to live surrounded by dessert. What the sandstorms would be like and how much dusting and sweeping housewives must have to do.

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I watched a car enter the patch of road that is obliterated by sand. I saw it enter and did not see it again until it came out the other side.

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And finally we have landed. We only had an hour between our landing and our flight to Cairo. Dubai airport is like a city in itself with shops, prayer areas, gyms, lounges, bars, smoking areas and free wifi. All we had time to do was walk from one gate to another, arriving with only five minutes to spare.

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Soil at the dig: Closeup or Macro: Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge

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You get the impression that where ever you dig in Egypt you’ll unearth a town, a temple or burial chambers. There is so much left yet to find.

The correct response to this weeks prompt by Cee for her Fun Foto Challenge.

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Dressed up on the Nile: Funny: Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge

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Roger is not into dressups and neither of us is in to spending money on things that we will never use again but we couldn’t be the only ones from our group not to dress up. I determined I would find a cheap galabiyah for him to wear. I did and then we had to experiment with the head dress. Firstly we tried my yellow scarf.

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and then my lacy blue number. We decided to go with blue and off we went to dinner

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where we found our compatriots in their finery. Sheiks with their hareems. Roger the peasant amongst royalty.

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One had come prepared having brought a dinner suit with him and dressed as Howard Carter – the Englishman that discovered Tutankhamun’s tomb in 1922.

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After dinner we retired to the lounge for some entertainment.

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We danced Egyptian style.

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Roger was asked if he could sell some tat that had been bought that day in his bazaar stall. The funniest thing, however, I failed to capture on film. Roger, Sheik Rod and one other man from the audience were selected to entertain us. They were taken outside and given instruction (they were driving a motorcycle in the Cairo traffic and they had to demonstrate with movement and sound what they were experiencing.) They remained outside whilst the MC came in and placed a chair in the centre of the stage. It looked like a throne. He said to the audience that unfortunately the three men had a bad case of diarrhoea. Roger went first and to my mind was the funniest. As he blurted and blasted and shifted buttock postition on the chair I almost fell off the chair laughing. I realised that it is awhile since I have found something so funny that the tears rolled down my face.

All up it was a funny, fun night.

In response to Cee’s prompt funny for the Fun Foto Challenge.

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Balloons over Luxor:Wordless Wednesday

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Canons in Alexandria: Tuedsdays of Texture

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Fort Quaitbay situated on the edge of the Mediterranean  at Alexandria dates from the 15th century and has been an important strategic stronghold over the years. The canons however are not quite that old and date back to the reign of Mohammed Ali who did major works to the Fort and modernised the canons.

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Looking at these textured beauties it is hard to believe that they were once state of the art.

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The Fort itself was a beautiful structure. You can see our guide waving – taking photos often made me lag behind.

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Into the Darkness: 99 word Flash fiction

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“It’s good to have you here.” Her mother nodded agreement, squeezing Rebekkah’s  arm.

“See you in the restaurant sixish for breakfast love.” The elderly couple turned and walked away, heading to the burré they had been allocated in their daughter’s hotel. The dim lights from the house disappeared plunging them into the dark.

“I didn’t know blackness like this existed.”

“No stars. No moon. No electricity.”

“Wish Beccy’d given us a torch.”  They stumbled into trees, down ditches unable to find their way. 

“We know the light always comes. Let’s just sit and wait. We’ll sing.”

“What?”

“Two blind mice.”

In response to Charli’s prompt where she asks:

November 29, 2018, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story using the phrase “into the dark.” What must a character face? Write about an encounter, journey, relationship, or quest. Follow the ship’s lights on gloomy seas. Go where the prompt leads you.

Respond by December 4, 2018. Use the comment section below to share, read and be social. You may leave a link, pingback or story in the comments. If you want to be published in the weekly collection, please use the form.  Rules & Guidelines.

My piece this week is a BOTS (Based on a true story). When my parents visited my on the island of Tanna they had never come across darkness such as the type we had when there were no stars or moon visible in the sky. It gave us a good belly laugh when they were presented to us at our house by a local who’d heard them scrabbling around in the bushes a long way from home. No, they weren’t singing two blind mice.

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Songs of Heartstrings: A Book Review

 

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Songs of Heartstrings by fellow blogger Miriam Hurdle is a collection of poems and short stories about nature, relationships, cancer treatment, parenthood and everything that tugs on her heartstrings. Throughout there is reflection and a sense of someone who has a deep faith which has helped her through the trials of life. Particularly moving was a short piece of prose about her cancer treatment.  The book is illustrated with the author’s lovely photographs and art works and these add an extra dimension, nicely complementing the accompanying piece.

The book is divided into themes: Songs of Nature, Songs of Dissonance, Songs of Physical Healing, Songs of Marriage, Songs of Parenthood, Songs of reflection, Songs of Challenge and ending with Songs of Inspiration. Each section begins with a quote followed by Miriam’s work. It is predominantly a work of poetry with some prose short stories included. Miriam demonstrated her skill with poetry showcasing numerous different poetic styles such as Villanelle, Shakespearean style sonnet, acrostic and pantoum.

This work is one not to be read quickly but savoured slowly. I have to admit that I am not a reader of poetry and for me being a visual person I found the formatting of some of the poems distracting, creating a disconnect between the words and what I saw on the page. Apart from the formatting (which was only in some poems) this is a heartfelt glimpse into Miriam’s inner being.

Would I recommend this book: yes I would, particularly if poetry is a genre that you enjoy reading or you enjoy reading what pulls at someone’s heartstrings.

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Happiness is……….Lens-Artists Challenge

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a tummy scrubble (even better if its on the bed)

Happiness is….

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going for a drive.

Happiness is….

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playing ball in the park.

Happiness is….

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going for a swim.

Happiness is….

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an old toy to chew.

Happiness is….

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a trip to Bunnings.

Happiness is….

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my favourite person to lie upon.

If you are a dog.

In response to  Leya’s prompt Happiness is for the Lens-Artists Challenge.

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