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Wednesday, July 25, 2012

I had to keep a secret recently....

Regular readers would remember that the knitting group that I belong to, Knitting for Brisbane's Needy (K4BN) have a member challenge at the beginning of the month. The idea of the challenge is to build up supplies of warm knitted and crocheted items. There are 2 members, Rosanne and Sonja, who are known as the challenge ladies; they decide what the challenge will be and this is kept a secret until closer to the first weekend of the month. Now I knew what the August challenge was going to be a week before it was announced,  and I had been sworn to secrecy. So how come I was so privileged to know the big secret beforehand???? It all started like this...

The Sunday before last, I slept in...I thought I might skip church as a result. But some how I found myself getting dressed and heading off to the 9.30 service. Well... instead of a sermon that day, we had a guest speaker from the Mission to Seafarers. Our parish, like many others, has always supported this group. Marcia, the guest speaker, spoke of the work that the mission does (on a shoestring ) and then she mentioned that many of the ships that dock at the Port of Brisbane, are heading south where it can get pretty cold. The Mission distributes beanies and can't keep up the demand...well naturally my ears pricked up at that. I spoke to Marcia after the service and said I would speak to Karen, the organiser of K4BN, to see if we had any 'spare' beanies we could give the Mission. 






Port of Brisbane





Later I emailed Karen and the 2 challenge ladies. Within the hour it had been decided that not only would the group help with providing beanies, but it would be our August challenge. The enthusiasm of the lovely members when the challenge was announced last weekend is inspiring...not only will beanies be knitted but a number of the ladies are making fingerless gloves, scarves and beanie sets.





I had emailed Adrian, who is the manager of the Mission here in Brisbane, telling him what the group planned.  He wrote such a lovely email back to me...here is an excerpt from that email....

'I have been with the mission for 6 years, 3 as a volunteer and 3 now as manager.
 
The beanies were the first and original free item issued to seafarers by our mission - we also now give clothes, magazines and books to sailors.
 
For a sailor, a beanie is like an adult's security blanket.  I have one good sailor friend who has been at sea for 20 years.  He's a Brit, and still has his original beanie, he doesn't remember which mission he got it from (or) who would have knitted it for him.  But he cherishes it.  He even wears it with pride when he is back home, on a night out with the lads.  People will ask, which football team the colours denotes - he tells them that it's not a football beanie, and tells the story of the "beanie brigade".
 
So beanies are an important thing - at sea, with a short-hair cut - your old noggin can get a little cold - especially if you have a buzz-saw haircut.  Even in Australia, during summer you head can get cold!  So a beanie is bloody brilliant. 
 
We can do with scarves, gloves and beanie combo sets - they would all go down a treat.
 
Any season in Australia - our beanies go.  I have just returned from Vietnam, and found a huge amount our our beanies had gone.  I would easily say more than five hundred!  Each year, since I've been a part of the Brisbane Mission - beanies, gone each year have been 2 thousand or more.  It is really quite something.'

So I guess I was meant to hear Marcia's talk! The photos in this post are from the Mission's webpage and they show some of the services that are provided to sailors. These services include, internet and phone access, free tea/coffee, free bus service to local shopping centre, free pool tables and games room, free TV and of course, free beanies and other clothes.







Tuesday, July 24, 2012

My life with less sugar continues...

Notice the wording of the title...it would be indeed foolhardy to claim that I have completely cut out sugar in my diet, so I prefer to say that I  have dramatically lessened my intake. For just over 2 months this has been my lifestyle change and I made the decision to lower sugar consumption after I over-indulged during the 3 months I was working earlier this year. Both offices were close to bakeries and I was weak...and one of the doctors whom I see every 6 months has nagged for a couple of years about giving up the 'sweet stuff' and the rice and pastas. So 2 weeks before my last appointment with this doctor, I stopped eating 'sweet stuff'; yep! basically 'cold turkey'..



I wondered whether I could make some treats using wholemeal flour and some honey (and eggs and milk etc) so checked with the doctor on my visit...no said the doctor! How about fruit, raw vegies, nuts and cheese when the 'hungries' strike? that was ok by the medico.

An afternoon snack plate to share with DH


But some things have happened which are a big surprise to me. I don't feel as hungry as I used to. I actually have more energy and I can refuse dessert/cakes/pastries when we are out, without feeling  deprived. I can have a cup of coffee or tea without feeling the 'need' to eat something sweet to accompany it.
Woot woot! This is quite a breakthrough after years of indulging!

However the other day I discovered another outcome...I rarely stand on scales...hate them in fact. But I stood on the bathroom scales and saw that I'd lost some weight since being weighed at the cardiologist's office. I'd lost just over 3 kgs. Now even though I hadn't had weight loss as a goal, at first I said to myself...hmmm 3 kgs in 2 months...pretty ordinary. Then I thought some more...it's better to lose weight slowly. Then I went to the pantry and got out some cans of food until I had just over 3 kgs (3kg20grams)...it was quite heavy and I've lost it!

This is a representation of the weight that I no longer carry.
My next appointment is November so it will be interesting to see how all the blood tests go and maybe I won't be so reluctant to stand on his wretched scales! lol

Sunday, July 22, 2012

Colour Black...

I thought that because we had completed the rainbow in Sister Sun's Monday feature, that that was it. So I was thrilled to see that we are continuing on and this week Evi 's focus is on black.
DH and I have quite a large collection of digital photos, as well as 'older' prints. Much is stored on the portable hard drive, especially our holiday shots which number in the thousands. yesterday I trawled through some holiday photos, looking for 'black' and had a wonderful time remembering people we met and places we saw. My mother had a great dislike of black clothing and 'after I left her control' I did buy/make a number of black garments, especially jumpers, jackets and skirts. She would regularly tell me that 'I shouldn't wear black' because her and Nanna (her mum) did not like it! lol
Over the years though I found that I had trouble distinguishing between black and the very dark navy blue. Many a time I picked up navy blue wool instead of the black or bought a navy blue tank top thinking it was black. People said that when I had my cataract operations that that would change...no it hasn't. But I live with it and check ball bands for the numbers.
So anyway here are my 'black' photos...


Graduation at Central Queensland Uni, Rockhampton; I completed the degree via external studies

Ready for a day's teaching as a supply teacher; early 1990s

Finally got a pet dog when I was 46

Steam train excursion

Shops in Chester, England

The lovely waitress and I at the little tearoom where I celebrated my 60th  with friends for High Tea

A visitor in our garden

Black edging on donated squares

Magpie visiting our garden

Yep! I'm in black again; this time for Melbourne Cup function

Statue of Montgomery in London

With my nephew Gregg in London


Old sewing machines in the window of a clothing shop in Santa Monica


At Ben Nevis in Scotland



 Below, dressed as Miss Clavell (the nun) for Book Week. My teaching partner Nola is dressed as a witch. At lunch time we walked to the local shops still in costume! lol

Police in Pisa


A policeman in Rome

A McDonald's sign in  Salzburg; you have to look very closely lol

A nice quiet weekend...

Originally Saturday was going to be a bit hectic as I tried to be in 2 places at once! Yep...the Inner City Combined Churches fete  clashed with the Knit and Natter at Grovely. Usually DH and I do a lot of preparatory work for the BBQ stall that our parish has at this fete. All the planning was done via the organisers sending out emails asking for volunteers for the various tasks. Other people answered these emails before DH and I had even read them...and they 'took' all the jobs! So this year we weren't organising the meats, cutting up onions, tomatoes and lettuces etc...what a shame! lol  Here are some photos from last year...first a photo of DH, wearing swimming goggles, helping slice onions...we'd read somewhere that wearing the goggles stops the eyes watering as you peel and slice the onions!


DH manning the BBQ in 2011

I knitted a few scarves to be my contribution to the parish stall.

I knitted 4 scarves, but pulled out one because I ran out of wool before it was long enough


Close-up of the scarf made with some fancy yarn that I bought in the shop at Bendigo Woollen Mill
DH had volunteered to go early and help move the BBQ from St Johns into another parishioner's ute and then drive over to the venue for the fete, and help cook and serve. The plan was that I would drive over a little later and give a hand serving but leave in time to get to the K&N by 10. However, Thursday and Friday, I had developed a bit of a cough and on Saturday, the thought of all that rushing back and forth, as well as standing in the cold shady park, wasn't as attractive any more. So I rugged up, sucked on some 'Fisherman's Friends' lozenges which eases the coughing, and went to Gaby's shop where I sank into a comfy chair and knitted and chatted.



I parked in the station carpark. That's the shop adjacent to the carpark

Plenty of car spaces left...now that doesn't happen on a week day!

It actually worked out well as DH reported later that there were plenty of helpers and very few customers. In fact very few hamburgers were sold and my 3 scarves weren't sold either. Last year the scarves hardly sat on the counter and we sold nearly 200 sausages. Sign of the times I guess...I wouldn't mind having the scarves back to give to the needy but I guess that's not very polite to ask for  them back! Unfortunately lack of customers will mean the funds raised will be down a bit.

Friday, July 20, 2012

Still a child at heart...

Before I get on to writing about the title, I would like to thank everyone who left a comment on the post about all the building development going on in our suburban block. Yes our plans are to 'stay tight' at this stage as the would-be developers like to pay very little for the privilege of cramming a number of dwellings on our block. If, and when, developments get to be on either side of us, we may feel differently. 

In 2004 DH and I faced the prospect of selling a house; either mine, 2 suburbs closer to the city than here, or 'his', the one we share. My house was on 2 levels and included a fully self contained flat. We had 5 children between us but we chose the smaller house to keep. The decision to sell my house was easy...it stood on 14.6 perches of land  and the neighbours were very, very close. Here  we have 27.4 perches and haven't I taken advantage of that space...vegie gardens, native plant garden, potted gardens of succulents, windbreak plantings, privacy hedges...etc  We get so many birds visiting our garden; it's an absolute delight.
And best of all, we can't hear our neighbours' toilets flushing! Yes! that's how close the houses were!

Now...in all this building frenzy on my block, I must admit I love watching the big heavy equipment that gets brought in to work on these sites. This guy, his truck and his mobile crane kept me entertained the other day
:-) I wished that I had a grandchild or even one of my great nieces or nephews with which to share the experience!


I was sitting on the deck sewing when this big orange truck pulls up....
Off the truck came a mobile crane which headed off down the road to the building site (just past those palm trees) . Earlier a smaller truck had come past my place loaded up with what looked like giant concrete beams. I guessed that the crane was going to be used to manouvre these beams into place... and it did. The crane worked on the site for less than an hour. As he came back up the street I grabbed my camera and started 'shooting'.

Firstly the driver comes up alongside the truck and unclips some mechanism on the truck...


Then he reversed and turned around to face the other way...



Then he started to back up the ramp...


Must have needed to get into the correct position and then drive down the ramp and pick up some of the attachments which weren't used for the job at the building site; they had just been left by the side of the road.

 Up the ramp again...
Nearly there...
All 'tucked up' on the low loader again...

When all was secure, the driver then got back into the truck, started it up and headed off ...maybe another job to go to! Now if only I was that confident and competent at reversing a vehicle.lol

Wednesday, July 18, 2012

Some more of those, 'Things that make me smile' photos...

Once again I'm posting some of those photos from a former Facebook project. Some are quirky, some are cute but the common thread is that I can't help but smile when I look at them.
Here's Karl (our future Son-i-L) with the cake made for his birthday by Jane and Nikki. The big grin on his face is so infectious! (the cake is a car because Karl loves restoring cars)


The next photo is of DH and our little dog Ozzie who died over 2 years ago, aged 14. I had just bathed her and DH was giving me a hand by towelling her dry...which was always a good excuse for lots of 'doggie cuddles'!
 This time DH is cuddling William. William's mum and our youngest DD are best friends from way back and on this day we went to William's baptism. Here he (William) has changed out of his finery and is dressed for comfort at the party afterwards!


Most schools where I taught would always have a staff luncheon on Melbourne Cup Day. Dailene, this teacher, won the Best Hat award this particular year...and she also has an infectious smile :-)


I often wished that I owned a rocking horse when I was a child...well here is a giant one! Just outside of Adelaide in South Australia


The next photo is an old one...dad and I in the city Botanical Gardens, Brisbane.

The next photo is DD2 at Sports Day in Year 1 or 2. She is second in line...

Our cat Lina would often sit in unusual positions...here's her favourite leaning over position. She died last year and this photo brings back so many special memories...


Lina, at it again...this time with her front paws crossed daintily!
 I love the story of Noah and saw this pottery version of the story in an Oxfam store in New Zealand. It's made in Sth America and the sale of it benefits the community where it was made...that, plus the fact that I'd fallen in love with it, was enough for me to buy it and bring it home to Australia.