Two news headlines grabbed my attention this week:-
“Australian man arrested for having sex with horse claims it ‘winked’ in consent.”
“The three little words women want to hear is not I Love You, rather It’s On Sale.”
My shopping mantra is let’s get it over and done with. I do not window shop. I detest shopping centres. I have never in my life eaten a meal from an eatery in the middle of a food hall in a shopping mall. One of my proudest achievements really, right up there with never having watched a Star Wars movie nor ever owning any Tupperware.
When I visited the city markets last weekend my favourite DVD retailer, who has a personal collection of over 4000 movies, advised that he was hanging up his boots and doing the Grey Nomad thing, travelling around the country in his mobile home. He is selling off his movie collection and recommended that I write a list of my requirements.
It was at that moment that my eyes glazed over and I could hear nothing but the pumping of blood creeping around my own arteries.
Arghhhh, so this is how the sisterhood must feel when they hear the words “it’s on sale”……….
The Lifeline Bookfest affects me in much the same way. Four kilometres of preloved books piled up on trestle tables. It’s a beautiful thing.
I’ve been taking the five minute walk up to the local parkland to check on the status of the Little Library every weekend. You know, making sure there is a variety of books to borrow and that there has been no vandalism.
I’m pleased to report that local residents have taken ownership and there are books being donated, and being taken, and more importantly, the facility is being respected.
Once a month I remove books that aren’t moving and donate those elsewhere. Those empty spots are always being refilled with fresh reads and magazines by strangers.
Our Little Library now has its own Facebook Page so it has taken on a life of its own.
The other weekend there was a children’s party held in the parkland. Lots of balloons, picnic rugs, and eskies full of supplies. At one stage, sitting around in a circle in the winter sun, each of the Little People had a book from the Library in their lap.
There are a couple of young families that ride their bikes down most afternoons, use the playground equipment ( Way to go, Mums – wear the blighters out so they will sleep well), and then borrow a new book for bedtime reading.
Here are some photos I’ve taken over the last few weeks which indicate the enjoyment this has added to our neighbourhood, especially for our kiddies. (And no, I have never been considered childcentric, but instilling a love of reading in all People, Big and Little, has to be a good thing on so many levels, doesn’t it?)
It’s mid winter Down Under which makes for great reading weather. These two news items grabbed my attention during the week, providing such big belly laughs that I thought I would share.
Australia does not exist.
It’s official : Sean Connery was the best Robin Hood.
Putting it down to a full moon.