Thursday, August 30, 2018

Goodness, Gracious Me!

I hadn't realised I had been away from here all this time. It was earlier this year I last posted.

Just popping in to say hello to other bloggers, who I guess  are not posting so much these days either.  I have another platform at Word Press which hears from me from time-to-time, when the notion takes me. Some of you, I know, regularly post over there and not here anymore.

Ah well, it's early evening and if I don't wander off to the kitchen there will be no culinary delights for the evening meal.  I'm planing a cauliflower cheese with variations, time permitting.

Bye for now.

:)

Monday, May 07, 2018

HOPPING BETWEEN TWO

I haven't posted for a while here, so, thought I would raise my head over the parapet and say 'hi'.


Many bloggers have found other interests and have stopped posting.  That's life.   One blogger from here has moved to another blog provider seeking pastures and audiences new.  I looked at my little list of people/blogs I followed here and noted four active ones.



late last year I received notification of a comment on a blogger's Blogspot post, one that was written about three years ago, on which I had commented at the time. In for a penny in for a pound....  I took the opportunity to make another comment.  I received a very nice reply and an interesting update of what the blogger was currently doing.



 I am still posting when the notion takes me, mostly on Wordpress, (WP) which, is not the most intuitive of sites and not one that facilitates social chatting really and it can put off potential bloggers who have been used to more intuitive blog sites.  WP focuses, it seems, more on entrepreneurial efforts. I have got used to operating with WP without introducing any clever artificial intelligence.  However, as mentioned, I do find this site is easier to work with. 

But, I am glad to say,  for all the 'strangeness' of WP,  I have remained in contact with people who moved from a blog site that decided to commit Hara Kiri, the majority of whom do not post on this site.  Like me, however, one or two are connected to both WP and Blogspot.


Bye
For Now...




Friday, February 02, 2018

DEAR ME...

Dear  all…
 
Dear everyone…


Dear…


Emails have always seemed to me to be a very informal method of sending mail.  The minuscule ‘Hi’ and the nondescript ‘Hello’ definitely do not suit all situations.  Very occasionally, ‘Good morning/Good afternoon….Mr/Mrs’  turns up; it’s easy enough to similarly respond, if I know of the writer, though not if it is mail from the business.  Business emails are business communications like any that are delivered by postal mail services. They just do not look like it, or, maybe, it’s just they do not look like the business mail I have been used to.

If it’s a formal communication conventions state I should respectfully open with, ‘Dear Sir’, or, ‘Dear Madam’  or, a combined version of both;  I have never considered any particular business entity  dear to me, nor  anyone in it with whom I may have developed a working business relationship.  (Oh dear).  Looking at terms of endearment, I am no further forward in creating alternative salutations for the purpose.

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I might feel less inhibited if I felt free to open with something nicely terse at times. Huffing and puffing, I might just consider dropping terms of endearment and  begin, “Sir”, or, “Madam”.   It’s the worst I can allow myself to do.   Undoubtedly, this is exactly the reason for beginning a written correspondence in a traditionally, accepted, mannerly, style,  at all times.  The moment your thoughts turn to ‘dear….’ the system structure draws you into its conventional framework.  And dropping ‘dear’ to a curt ‘Sir or Madam’ only frames a much more formal, but  still a conventionally acceptable mailing.   So be it.

The written word speaks volumes.


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Tuesday, January 02, 2018

THE NEW YEAR 2018

TO EVERYONE...................LANG MAY YER LUM REEK!


WISHING YOU ALL A HAPPY, PEACEFUL, HEALTHY AND PROSPEROUS  NEW YEAR


Friday, November 24, 2017

INCARNATIONS AND EXHORTATIONS

The latest incarnation of  my browser has been surprisingly easy to get used to; about an hour or so. that's pretty good I reckon. The primary icons are presented in a different, smaller, bold font, others are easily accessible to view with a click or two. The one habit that might have been a difficult to drop, was working  with  the new icons, now placed on the opposite side to where they used to be, but, it has not.  I believe it is because the new font attracts. The page has a clear clean-looking and tidy task bar.

The only bit of clutter, is stuff that arrives here on Blogspot telling you, exhorting you, to agree to cookies. It is highly satisfying to clear them off.


Wednesday, November 15, 2017

RUTS


It's a while since I posted here. Summer, such as it was, has been and gone. What I would call winter, of which, we are in the early weeks, our meteorologists call Autumn.

It does feel like the goal posts are being moved on so many fronts.  Our old familiar realities have been altered out of recognition.  We do get stuck in ruts at various points of life, not all are comfortable. Hopefully, though, we are able to move on. The world seems to be turned back -to -front and on its head. I am, therefore, not sure what moving on, and on into some of the present alternative realities means. 

Whose realities are they and on what are they based?  The answers will be diverse, in the main, by virtue of culture and experience.  Darwin's proposition of the survival of the fittest is ever omnipresent.  People will  hold onto a range of lifelines while negotiating the quicksands that they are moving through.

A rut might be quite nice after all.


Tuesday, June 13, 2017

DOSING

What a din!  I thought it must be a sheep-shearing day at the neighbouring farm.  Mums and their lambs were noisily milling about in front of one of the barns, the doors of which, were firmly shut.

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This was not the norm for them.  As far as they were concerned, when you head for the barn forecourt, you naturally move on through the wide open doors of the barn and into it.  The lambs were all born in there, except for the odd one or two, so, both ewes and offspring had a deep formed affinity to the place.  They wanted to be let in and they did not care who knew it.
And of course, it rained, not just any sort of rain, but soaking curtains of rain.

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When something is happening with the flock, the weather is always uncertain, especially when the sheep are being treated, or, sorted, or, sheared. It seems like nature is being deliberately perverse. This occasion, the stock were being 'dosed'. You can bet your bottom dollar that when they are sheared, which will be soon, we will experience gales and probably a hail storm or two.