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THOUGHT FOR TODAY

cloggo: Must try and post something sensible soon, something deep and philosophical like Jude does. Still if I did folk would think someone had hacked my blog.

How about we swap passwords and blogs for a day, Cloggo, to get a real appreciation of each other’s “work” on here? I would find it almost impossible to be you; in fact I’d never pull it off … so vive la difference, as the Normans used to say.

03:21 am, reblogged  by kg13 5  |
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY, TINDINK!

Wishing you a great year ahead and hoping it will include another trip to Oz.

lots of love Jude xoxo

“Card” is best viewed large (choose your size)

  05:42 pm, by kg13 4  |  Comments


This as an example of both Tindink’s craftsmanship and Peciacake’s photography — the two of them always worked well together.

What’s the plate like to eat out of though, Greg? Only kidding!

08:02 pm, by kg13 6  |  Comments



See, Alfred? You’re already on Tumblr (found these pix at Aline’s and had to have them)!

Come on over. We need you and people will love you here!

Aline, you too. Come!










  08:17 am, by kg13 1  |  Comments

DINK AND FRIENDS DOWN UNDER

 

Tindink flew out of Australia last night after her second long stay, with only eight months at home in the UK in between.

While back in the (to her) miserable, cold, wet and gloomy UK she had longed to be here in the sun and among cheerier people – and back she came!
In spite of frustration at times with internet connections and losing contact with people she loves, she did absolutely blossom here!

She will blanch when she reads these words in a day or two, wondering what’s coming next and I do like to keep her guessing … so what am I going to tell them about you, Dink?



 



OK, this photo taken by Greg (Peciacake) shows our readers what a sweetheart and sweet heart you are, and what an impish smile you have; no need to mention that.

I’m going to talk to them about other things, so avert your eyes.

 

~ ~ ~

 

Through Dink I have met some fantastic people, such as her daughter, son-in-law and grandson, and our friends Greg and Dianne.
Actually, Dink and I only met G and D on this trip but the four of us bonded like Bob and Carol and Ted and Alice, since we shared a hotel suite on our first two nights together!

 

 

Greg was just a good internet friend until we all met up last October, but since then he and his wife and Dink and I have loved getting together and I smile when I remember how good Greg was in bed.
And out of it!
What I really meant to say is that Greg has a great bedside manner, but you’ve got to get the suggestion of sex into it to hold people’s attentions on these networks, I find; especially the young ones.

Fact is, Dink and I were given a queen bed on that first night “together” (on this trip) and she absolutely put her foot down about it!
I am not sleeping with you, she said, and rang hotel reception.
Separate beds were arranged and we have never shared more than a hug since.
She does like a big hug though.

 

 

But I am not going to tell you anything private and personal about Tindink except that she is more than the sum of her parts as shown in her internet play spaces here and there, and she is popular, both online and IRL, because she is genuinely benevolent and also a very attentive friend.

If you weren’t hearing from her personally as much as usual over the last five months, rest assured it was only because her lifestyle was different here. She was busy with family, or on the move — but never stopped asking me how various SU friends were and what she was missing.

When she gets home she has a lot of people to catch up with, 700 photos to go through and a bunch of forms to fill out.
Greg has already decided she must live in Miranda, in the southern suburbs of Sydney, and I can point her to a craft and scrapbooking shop there too. The arrangement seems perfect.

 


Conulla Beach photographed by Greg

 

Distances in Australia, and even Sydney, are large.
It was a two-hour trip yesterday, for example, from near the centre of the city, where I live, to Cronulla Beach, where we spent our last day. It’s not like my old home city in NZ where 20 minutes is a long commute.

Neither Dink nor I drive (at least I haven’t for 20 years), but Greg stepped into the breach a few times these past couple of months and got us about. But he didn’t just get us about, he got us laughing, talking and listening as well.

I have to tell you he has been a treasure!
I laugh thinking of his goofy grin, and at his wry and mischievous humour; but am also fascinated with his stories of a completely different experience of life than my own.
He is quite unusual for an Aussie guy in being – er sorry, average Aussie guys – interesting, intelligent and well-read, although like them in being very friendly and unpretentious.

Dink was and is a national Treasure with a cap T – so nicknamed by our Cloggo, who thinks the world of her — but Greg and his sweetheart of a wife were fabulous new “finds” for me as well from these last few months.

 


Tiny companions photographed by Greg photographed by Dink

 

02:40 am, by kg13 12  |  Comments

maxdelrio7:

… I was never allowed to forget as over the years the story of our first unfortunate introduction grew from me asking her age - which I only partially admit to - to me asking her age, spilling food on her new tablecloth and making inquiry as to how long she had been a widow …


Just another chapter in the story of Red’s family life.
Life and story-telling, the woman is a legend.

You young Tumblrs out there … read her! You’ll like her!


08:37 am, by kg13  Comments



Red’s other home, or new home, will take shape here at Tumblr (click pic to inspect). This is great news, as there’s a love story involved and some real nest-building going on but nothing to barf at like babies, I don’t think.

This gal, with the gorgeous smokey southern drawl, is also the most hospitable of hosts and what we call a consummate story-teller, as her StumbleUpon readers know very well.

Non-stumblers passing by these words might like to click this and check out her other well-appointed home as well.

08:26 am, by kg13  Comments




Enjoyed seeing Heatdunn (of SU)’s pix from a recent trip.
Venice is unlike any other city; utterly my favourite in the world.
I have been there several times but last time (a few years ago) didn’t take one photo. I just didn’t know where to start, what to choose.

Instead I just tried all the harder to eyeball everything.
It was almost as though if I stuck a camera up to my eye I might miss something.

(Crazy)


07:24 am, by kg13 3  |  Comments

Graham has a very active and physical life away from the computer, and what he brings to us from that is what makes him so interesting.

He lives in Namibia and explores the desert a lot; it’s a place he loves and understands. And whenever he’s been on a trip he comes back with pix and yarns for us, of people, animals, the road, towns and wildlife.


Since V4 his SU blog has been reduced to skeletal form just for contact purposes, but SU’s loss there was Tumblr’s gain and this site has become part of my daily rounds.


However his main site is on Blogspot, and it’s a substantial one.

There you will find pix and stories about a unique life and lifestyle, including this winner about the monkey who has been his soul-mate for the last 24 years:


… the instant Stoffel set eyes on me, she jumped straight into my arms and began smacking her lips and grooming me; thus began a profoundly strange, intense and at times, frustrating friendship. She regards me as her alpha monkey “husband”, she’s insanely jealous and gets very uptight if anyone,(especially a woman), approaches me. She would, I believe, defend me to the death against any attacker and has, on occasion, saved my butt by alerting me to the presence of snakes.

When she was about eight months old she climbed a power pylon and was electrocuted. The vet managed to save her, but had to amputate her left arm and tail. Her disability has not affected her zest for life or her agility. I suspect though, that being tailless gives her more reason to think she’s human. Her accident probably triggered a protective response in me and caused me to give her a lot more attention than I otherwise might have …

More

Now Graham’s explained why he will likely be absent again for a while but I know his friends will be waiting to hear from him, and willing the best for him.

06:34 am, by kg13 4  |  Comments


Most people try and do something a bit different on their birthdays but not our Dink.

She’s going shopping.

I suppose she figured that everyone else would be too fed up with shopping at this stage to buy her a present.

So do at least send her a hug. She’s still our Tindink and she’s still in La La Land — she takes it wherever she goes.

;=)

xoxo



Getting to LaLa Land (time-wise):

It’s 7.25am Tuesday Dec 29 as I write in (this part of) Oz, and Tuesday’s the day.
But I am sure b’day hugs will be acceptable from your Tuesday wherever you are.

LaLa Land has a very flexible attitude towards time, and presents are never turned away!
07:42 am, by kg13 2  |  Comments

Oh yes you do, Chris. You’re just way too modest.
I love the way Tumblr has abducted you.

Er hang on, is this Fluffy gone feral?

  08:20 am, reblogged  by kg13 7  |
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elledark:

Reality check ..
1. He hits a little ball about a field. Thats all he does. This is a game. This is not important. This is the absolute definition of utter triviality. Whether he hits a little ball about a field or he doesn’t .. so what ?
2. His particular sexual preferences and activities are personal matters. Whether he’s a faithful husband or a womanizer has got nothing to do with anyone else but him and his family. There is no question of ‘legitimate public interest’. Its smutty, sniggering, intrusive curiosity peddled as ‘news’. If this guy, who hits a little ball about for a living, has sex with somebody .. so what ?


With you there, Ellie, as in just about everything

except SU Version Fuck, in which you always saw something I couldn’t, can’t and won’t
;=)

elledark:

Reality check ..

1. He hits a little ball about a field. Thats all he does. This is a game. This is not important. This is the absolute definition of utter triviality. Whether he hits a little ball about a field or he doesn’t .. so what ?

2. His particular sexual preferences and activities are personal matters. Whether he’s a faithful husband or a womanizer has got nothing to do with anyone else but him and his family. There is no question of ‘legitimate public interest’. Its smutty, sniggering, intrusive curiosity peddled as ‘news’. If this guy, who hits a little ball about for a living, has sex with somebody .. so what ?

With you there, Ellie, as in just about everything

except SU Version Fuck, in which you always saw something I couldn’t, can’t and won’t

;=)

06:54 am, by kg13  Comments