June the month of falling leaves, autumnal colour at its best and the start of winter. The desire for puddings and casseroles but the earnest hope that they will not eventuate in added inches to the waistline.
It is also the conclusion of the popular cooking shows - the best chef programmes are fine for the finale but painful for the endless elimination rounds, the belittling comments of pompous expert chefs drives me crazy. So many programmes come to a grinding end, some with relief and others with a strong desire for the next series. Give me Grand Designs any day of the week, Location, Location, Location and Relocation, Relocation hold my interest but shooting, fighting or fast cars bore me to death. Bit like the monotonous feature writing from local journalists and councillors on the projected amalgamation of councils. You can talk about it until you are blue in the face but most of us have detached ourselves from the argument. And then there is the amalgamation of the District Health Boards, what does that mean to joe blogs? Probably less service, more travelling to the Hutt or Wellington, job losses again, lost expertise and another incentive to encourage our young families to see Australia as a nirvana for the disenfranchised.
Oh I sound like the cartoon!! Sometimes you just need to let off steam. Why can't life be simpler? Why; because where would the challenge be in that.
What have I enjoyed this week? A long weekend with my gorgeous kids, well the daughter was a bit grumpy but that is life, she has a hectic demanding work life. Lunch with old friends who had also flown into Auckland for the weekend, there are no friends like old friends, wine with another couple of old friends - love sharing wine with Sheryl and reminiscing about previous jobs and people but enjoying together the here and now. Laughing at where are our kids now and our aspirations for them and ourselves. Only old friends know your history to really understand the irony of that. Not that I am being unappreciative of new friends as we all need friends and to be loved but it takes time to build those relationships.
It is also the conclusion of the popular cooking shows - the best chef programmes are fine for the finale but painful for the endless elimination rounds, the belittling comments of pompous expert chefs drives me crazy. So many programmes come to a grinding end, some with relief and others with a strong desire for the next series. Give me Grand Designs any day of the week, Location, Location, Location and Relocation, Relocation hold my interest but shooting, fighting or fast cars bore me to death. Bit like the monotonous feature writing from local journalists and councillors on the projected amalgamation of councils. You can talk about it until you are blue in the face but most of us have detached ourselves from the argument. And then there is the amalgamation of the District Health Boards, what does that mean to joe blogs? Probably less service, more travelling to the Hutt or Wellington, job losses again, lost expertise and another incentive to encourage our young families to see Australia as a nirvana for the disenfranchised.
Oh I sound like the cartoon!! Sometimes you just need to let off steam. Why can't life be simpler? Why; because where would the challenge be in that.
What have I enjoyed this week? A long weekend with my gorgeous kids, well the daughter was a bit grumpy but that is life, she has a hectic demanding work life. Lunch with old friends who had also flown into Auckland for the weekend, there are no friends like old friends, wine with another couple of old friends - love sharing wine with Sheryl and reminiscing about previous jobs and people but enjoying together the here and now. Laughing at where are our kids now and our aspirations for them and ourselves. Only old friends know your history to really understand the irony of that. Not that I am being unappreciative of new friends as we all need friends and to be loved but it takes time to build those relationships.
Yep ain't that true.
Oh it is 8.30 and I plan to watch a love story chick flick - 500 Days of Summer. If it turns out to be a dud I will resort reading in bed - Ellie Dean, Keep Smiling Through, another one of her war time stories of survival. Ellie Dean - her novels
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