Pet peeve. #1.

I have many pet peeves, but I have to start somewhere. I have for many years, bemoaned the lack of colour in the Sunday Mail wedding photos. They used to be in full, glorious colour, but some years ago, the powers that be decided, for whatever reason, to print them in black and white. Bleew! The fact that the wedding pictures in Monday's Advertiser, which also prints tthe Sunday Mail, are stil in full, glorious colour, has baffled me. If they can afford to print Monday's pics in colour, why not Sunday's? The lack of colour is not restricted to this item. They also sometimes, print the Style Police in black and white. What, pray tell is the point? How are we to judge how awful or otherwise, the dresses etc are, if they are in black and white? There is no comparasin.
But, wait dear reader, it does not end there. For the last two or three weeks, the lift out in the Sunday Mail called, 'home' now has some pages of house interiors in black and white. Is this something to do with the economic downturn, or just penny pinching? The news paper moguls are not short of a 'Bob' or two, so why are they being mean spirited in these areas? How are we to properly assess the look of a house, or any other item, if we can not see it in colour? The world around us has never been in black and white, so why should these articles be? I am not saying every photo in the news papers should be in colour, but, just this sort of presentaion.
We have had coulour television since 1975, and I for one would not want to return to black and white viewing.

Mutton done up as Lamb.

I had a bit of a winner today, but it was NOT with my dinner! We went to Naracoorte today, to do the grocery shopping. After I had finished, I went to Leading Edge Music, as I had some DVDs on order. One of which was Dreaming, featuring Andre Rieu and his orchestra. I have had the CD for some time. I had been in to pick it up last fortnight, but Mandy, the proprietor was not in the shop, and Cathy could not find it even though it was on the computer as being in stock. Mandy told me via email, that she had it in and would put it away for me. She said it was $15.95, as they are having a sale at the moment. Mandy was there today, and she and Cathy hunted high and low for it, to no avail. In the end, Mandy gave me the deluxe set, of DVD & CD, for $15.95. This normally retails for $29.95. Yaay!
Now for the dinner. We decided, unwisely as it turned out, to dine at The Kincraig Hotel today, instead of our usual one. They had a seniors menu, of half sizes at $6.00. Neville had the beef schnitzel, and I decided, with some misgivings, to have the roast lamb. I said to Neville that I would probably get meat that was all gristle. I should have listened to my instinct!!
I grew up on a farm and not until the latter part of my time there, we bred and sold sheep. My dad would kill one about once a fortnight, and even if it were mutton or and old ram, my mother or I could cook it so it was tender as lamb. This poor beast had not been a lamb for a long time before it was slaughtered. I do not know which part of it was roasted, but it was all gristle and should not have been, if it were lamb. It was obviously not cooked long enough or slow enough. I think I will stick to fish or pasta in future. I did not have salad, but probably should have. The veges were appalling!

He kneels at my feet.......

I never thought I would see the day my husband knelt at my feet, or any other man for that matter. It does no harm to dream, does it?
No folks, he is not worshipping me, he is just applying ointment to them as they have been dry and itchy of late, and the doctor prescribed the stuff, and I can't reach to do it my self.
This is not an indication I am too fat, just that I have lost most of the flexibility in my back and legs.
If I try to do it I get terrible cramps in my back and hips.