Lenny and La La

Another week over and it’s been an absolute rollercoaster. Gemini’s don’t do mediocrity.

Had a huge win at a local preloved book sale for charity, scoring interesting reads for both myself and the Little Library.


The local community theatre put on a fun little production with the title Drinking Habits, about a couple of nuns making and selling wine without Mother Superior’s knowledge. Twenty dollars a ticket, with tea and coffee, or the option to purchase vino with a cheese platter. Why these events don’t attract more bums on seats I just don’t know. Great value and good fun. ( and honestly folks, isn’t Theatre so very much better than watching cricket on TV? Shane Warne? Kill me now).

I lost two more very good friends this week : Lenny and La La. The neighbours complained about their squabbling so they had to move out. Still prone to random outbursts of tears, so I’m obviously still grieving.


Lenny and La La were the last of my pets since downsizing and have gone to acreage where they can screech to their hearts delight. Wondering if I should have made the move with them…..

Thank goodness for the funniest movie I have ever watched in my life : Snakes On A Plane – simply hilarious. Highly recommended when you are in the need for absolute rubbish. Rolling-on-the-floor funny/stupid. Cheaper than a visit to the Therapist.

As is the usual practice, fighting sadness by keeping busy. Will see Bohemian Rhapsody this weekend, attend the local fundraiser where I’ll donate some time, and will listen to The Travelling Wilbury’s, eat dark chocolate, and drink some Bubbles. I am taking heed of my GP who encourages the addition of more fruit to my diet. Mangoes and Lychees are delicious in champagne, don’t you agree?

Enjoy your weekend, Peeps.

Miss you heaps, Lennie and La La. xxx

Meet My Nemisis

Frank Zappa once said, “Too many books, too little time”. So true.

This quote has eased my guilt when I’ve had a book that I’ve just not been able to finish. There aren’t that many, as if I’m getting bored and losing focus a little skim reading does the trick. Some books will sit on the bedside table for months at a time because they are challenging but I will persist, especially historical or financial tomes. ( Sorry, Bernadette, still working through two of yours).

Meet my nemisis.

Big print, only 200 pages, and I love cats. Grew up surrounded by cats. Siamese cats were the brothers I never had.  Eight months in, and it’s Sayonara. I just can’t get into it. Even the title puts me off. Strange, isn’t it? That such a simple little novel could be the one that beats you…..



It’s not the whole animal book thing either as this one made great train reading fodder.



Gizelle is a 160 pound English Mastiff who has a wonderful relationship with her human. Personally, I was continuously wondering how you could afford to feed such a massive woofit. No tears, but rather joy that people and animals can coexist so beautifully. There’s a Lesson right there…….

And on an even brighter note, the ceiling fans have at last been turned off and it looks like our first rainy day since before Christmas. The garden will be so grateful. It cooled down so quickly that I defrosted soup that I had made from the Xmas Ham bone for tea. Three months of salad takes its toll, you know.

Bentley And Me

A few years ago, whilst doing the long haul flight from London to Brisbane after having visited my student daughter, I watched a movie on the 747 called Marley and Me.

Do you know this movie? If you do, you will be well aware that it is a movie which ensures an increase in the price of Kleenex shares as it is a five star tissue movie. Very embarrassing: I sobbed for the duration of the flight across the Atlantic and Pacific Oceans, as well as the Black and Mediterranean Seas and the Brisbane River, and anything in between.



Okay, so I don’t handle sad movies with animals very well. Bambi? Never managed to get to the end. Same with Black Beauty, Flicker, and those wretched Lassie movies that were so much a part of my childhood. My mother took me to the cinema as a ten year old to see The Incredible Journey, a tale of two dogs and a Siamese cat who don’t relocate so well and undertake a massive journey across America. I was a mess. Then my favourite aunt took me to see Born Free as a holiday treat. Do you know the true story of Elsa the lioness? We both howled like babies and had to excuse ourselves before the end of the movie.

Starring Owen Wilson and Jennifer Aniston Marley and Me is a nice little movie about a couple who grow into a family which includes a Labrador by the name of Marley

The movie was transposed from the book, Marley And Me: Life And Love With The World’s Worst Dog by John Grogan which is pretty much a plot give away.

I am currently babysitting my other daughters Labrador, Bentley. He is a beautiful pup without a mean bone in his body. Good natured, loving, and inquisitive. He is also much like Marley in that he has a taste for socks and underwear, and has been known to chew through outdoor furniture and air conditioning units. This morning when I awoke I found Bentley playing with half a green tree snake. I can only imagine where the other half of the snake went………


Labradors make fantastic Guide Dogs for the blind, Assistance Dogs for epileptics, and Murray the Labrador is a Gunner in the Australian Army where he is also a trained assistance dog helping the enlisted.

Bentley is a beautiful pup whom I absolutely adore. He is however, best described as a scone who hasn’t quite risen.

Bentley is on a strict diet of a Kibble for breakfast and tea though as a loving grandmother who delights in walks with the pup for an hour each day, improvises to jazz up his meals, just as I did with my own Little Ones.

Here is a recipe for Bentley’s favourite meal.


A Cup of Kibble

A Tablespoon of  Mashed Potota with an egg mixed through

Two teaspoons of cooked peas.




I never said I wasn’t eccentric.