The simplicity of my day to day.
This is where I write my thoughts, feelings and my daily trials, tribulations and happy things
|27. Write a post inspired by the word: dark
There are books and films which are described as dark. It’s hard to pin down the actual meaning when one describes anything as such. Maybe it’s how the book/film affects your mood.
Music can be described as dark or light. Leonard Cohen’s music can be quite sobering but beautiful in its own way. The subject matter of a piece of art, photograph or painting can make the viewer feel somber. A person can be described as being dark, secretive. They exude a feeling of being untrustworthy.
People can be afraid of the dark, not being able to see what may be lurking in the shadows can cause unfounded fears. Ghost stories of monsters lurking under the bed are best told in the dark for maximum affect.
In stories the villain nearly always has dark hair and eyes. He’s rarely fair skinned and blue eyed. Stories begin “It was a dark and stormy night... Rarely, “The sun was shining brightly....”
The Cambridge English Dictionary defines dark as sad and without hope.
It’s a marvellous word. Used in so many ways, describing so much.
|Week 5 Prompts:
26. Do you enjoy scary movies? Write about your favorite!
27. Write a post inspired by the word: dark
28. Describe your favorite candy in great detail.
29. Write an entry inspired by monsters, zombies, and or vampires.
30. You are going to interview Count Dracula. What five questions are you going to ask and how does he answer those questions.
31. Start your entry with this sentence:
There was a strange sound coming from under the bed...
26. Do you enjoy scary movies? Write about your favorite!
No. That's the short answer. I hate being made to jump. The last scary movies was called Unhinged. It starred Russel Crowe as a deranged driver. A young woman beeped her horn at him as he sat at traffic lights which had turned green. From then on he pursued her and her family with vengeance. I sat watching this movie filtered through a scarf over my face! The only reason I went at all was because it was the first time for six months we'd been allowed to go to the movie theatre owing to lock downs etc. I didn't really care what was showing. However in retrospect I shouldn't have gone.
|25. What has been your favourite job?
I've only ever worked for family, so it's hard to answer this question.
I started work when I was fifteen in our family delicatessen. The hours were endless. The boss, being my mother, was flexible I suppose, but work never ended as we lived on the premises.
My next job was working for my boyfriend's father. He was a Bookmaker, Turf Account or any other name you like for a bookie.
He owned five betting shops. I was the race caller This entailed listening to the races and repeating the race and results to the other shops. I liked this job although it could be quite frenetic at times when there were eight or more race meetings at the same time.
I was then promoted to running my own betting shop. I did this until I left to have my first child.
After that we opened our own ladies dress shop and a book exchange shop. We ran those together, my husband and I, until we left England and came to Australia.
After that we opened a book exchange which we we ran together for 35 years.
I'm not sure what it would have been like to get a regular pay packet or wage, I always seemed to work for peanuts or money for my family.
|24. How do you typically celebrate your birthday?
It’s a funny thing about my birthday. For 28 years I celebrated this day in Mid-Summer. July is usually the warmest month in England. The opportunities to celebrate outdoors were endless. A lovely summer evening celebration in a country pub’s garden, maybe down by the river was a perfect place to raise a glass or two.
However, now I celebrate my birthday in mid winter in Australia. July is definitely the wettest and coldest of all the months. In fact Christmas in July is a thing here. Folks trim the tree, light the fire and cook a full Christmas dinner with all the trimmings. So maybe that is an option for me as a birthday outing.
What usually happens though is my family including the great grandchildren have lunch somewhere and I get spoiled with gifts I don’t really need.
|23. Tell us about your childhood friends.
My childhood is such a long time ago. However of course there are memories of friends from then. But they were in another country and in another world from the one we live in today.
I’ve always preferred being part of a couple of friends rather than part of a group or crowd.
This is great whilst your friend remains your friend, but falling out can be devastating.
So of course this happened to me often throughout childhood.
I went back home to the UK after fifty years of living away in another country and decided to look up my best friend at school. It was relatively easy to find her after a bit of detective work. She still lived in the same town. I’d remembered her brother’s name. He was in the phone book. He told me my friend’s married name and I simply gave her a call.
We hadn’t seen each other since we were sixteen. She asked me around for a cup of tea and we carried on from where we left off. We are both grandmothers now. So some friendships can last the test of time even without nurturing them it seems.
|Well who’d have thought it? National nut day? I had to look it up and apparently it’s not about the neighbourhood nut job.
I haven’t a clue about this day. It has to be an American invention. We in Oz don’t have such a thing. However if I had to pick one nut as my favourite it would be a walnut.
Brazil nuts were a favourite when I lived in the UK, not so popular here. Our best known nut is the macadamia. They are delicious but very hard to crack. We even have a special cracker just for them. So if you get a chance to try these nuts, either in ice cream or chocolate, do yourself a favour.
|Week 4 Prompts
19. List five items from your bucket list.
20. What is your definition of an adventure?
21. What is your most important project right now?
22. It's National Nut Day! Tell us about your favorites.
23. Tell us about your childhood friends.
24. How do you typically celebrate your birthday?
25. What has been your favorite job?
The idea of a bucket list has never appealed. If I’ve wanted to do something I did it. Now at my age there are few things I can think of. Still, that’s not very imaginative is it? So I’ll give it a go.
1. Live long enough to get another dog after Lucy’s gone.
2. Have another flight in a hot air balloon.
3. See my family in the UK.
4. Hang glide.
5. Sit on top of a high mountain. Preferably one with snow. Preferably one I didn’t have to actually climb. Maybe dropped off by helicopter. (and collected🤗)
Definition of adventure.
To be really adventurous I’d have to be out of my comfort zone.
That would mean getting lost. I’ve always had a dread of being lost. Maybe that’s why I like being in a foreign country. When everywhere is new, you don’t have to worry about being lost because no matter where you might find yourself you’re lost anyway.😜Crazy logic I know!
My most important project right at this moment.
That would be to stay healthy! I’ve been battling with a condition which requires me to take daily steroids. These are wonderful drugs but have nasty side effects. I’m gradually decreasing my dependence on them though. Next week I go for a mammogram to check if my breast cancer has gone after treatment last year. So, yes, I suppose I am the most important project.
|Oct. 16: Write about a scary moment from your life.
OMG there have been so many scary moments in my life.
The one I class as the scariest would be when I was eighteen. I had come home from a date and everyone else in the house was fast asleep. At the time I was living with my two older brothers and my parents. I’m not sure of the time but sometime during the night we had a break in. The man (burglar) was In my room sitting on my bed. He placed his hand over my mouth and asked how old I was. Presumably to ascertain if I was underage for sex?
I told him I was eighteen. He said “ if I let go of your mouth, promise not to scream.” I nodded. When he let go I screamed as if my life depended on it. (It probably did!)
My eldest brother and my dad both came to my rescue but as the perp had switched power off at the mains they were in the dark. They both tussled with each other until my mother had the foresight to turn the lights back on. The man had long gone. Police called, but of course but no one was ever caught. That was pretty scary.
|Oct. 15: October 15th is National Grouch Day. Share what makes you grouchy.
I’m actually rarely grouchy, so I’ll change grouchy to irritated.
Queuing is guaranteed to cause irritation. If there’s a queue for something I’d actually rather go without whatever the queue is for.
Same with being put on hold on the phone, the longest I’ve had to hold on was over an hour whilst trying to speak to a provider
Telemarketers are extremely irritating. They always call at the most inconvenient time. Dinner time is a favourite time for them to call.
I dislike the way that supermarkets put Easter buns on the shelves as soon as Christmas is over! What’s that about?
Littering irritates me. People walk off leaving their rubbish behind, even when a bin is within a short walk away. I pick up dropped rubbish daily on my morning walk.
Oh, my goodness, there’s so much to make a person grouchy isn’t there? Maybe I am a grouch.🤔
|Week 3 Prompts:
Oct. 12: Write about elevator music. Do you ever sing or hum along?
Oct. 13: List ten rules you've broken.
Oct. 14: Write about a piece of art or jewelry that has special significance to you.
Oct. 15: October 15th is National Grouch Day. Share what makes you grouchy.
Oct. 16: Write about a scary moment from your life.
Oct. 17: Tell us about the best pizza you ever had.
Oct. 18: What is something that drives you nuts?
As it’s already the 14th, maybe I should try for a catch up.
So about elevator music. I rarely go in elevators, but supermarket music I always notice and find myself singing along. Exception would be the Christmas Carols that are played from November onwards. Too much, too early.
Ten rules I have broken? I suppose it depends on who’s rules we’re talking about. If the prompt is asking for laws then I shouldn’t imagine there’d be ten.
2 Drink Driving a couple of times. 😩
3 Nope can’t think of anymore.
A piece of art that has special significance.
Well I wouldn’t exactly call it art but when my son was about ten, he made a concrete Donald Duck at school. It was about a foot tall and painted blue and yellow. . This item was a door stopper for many years and then it became a garden ornament. Over the years he lost all his paint and gradually more and more of his body. All we have left is his head. It still sports his jaunty cap and sits in my front garden. My son is now 47!