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Building Castles?


Here we go again. A frenzy of talking and planning. There isn’t even anything firmed up yet. I suppose they are excited. The anticipation is sometimes overwhelming. The excitement builds as they talk…. even though there really isn’t anything there yet. Haha! Such is the dinner table talk tonight.

What do I refer to? The new church building! We were bursting at the seams. To accommodate the numbers, there are now extra services on Sunday, with the same music team and the same preacher. The breakout rooms are fully utilized, with none to spare. On some weekends, there are meetings from early morn till late. Some weekdays see people gathering for all sorts of meetings. It can be quite a task to juggle the booking of rooms, equipment and limited resources available.

Now the talk now has gone to the fittings and furnishings. Top on the list, apart from the sound and lights system, are the church pews chairs. They have to be comfy ones, but can’t be too comfy lest one falls asleep – now that will not do! I am glad we are all agreed on this. But wait, now they are deliberating on the colour! So many to choose from!

I think I shall take my leave at this point and let them carry on. As I said, nothing is confirmed, so it is almost like building castles in the air….

What an Accident!

Once in a while, we like to take a long drive out of town. It is fun to explore.
Whilst on a drive to a nearby town just recently, we were shocked to see this sight.

The driver in the red car must have been speeding and somehow did not even notice the silver car in front. The front of the silver car is smashed up too. It is as if the car behind had pushed the car in front on to something. We noticed a downed street light. I do hope the occupants were not too badly hurt.

The motorbiker must be thinking that he is glad he wasn’t in the accident. Perhaps a good helmet would have saved him from serious hurt but he would have still been badly hurt nonetheless!

Choosing Cues


Cucumber. Water-filled and of little nutritional value that I am aware of. Yet I love them.

Of course, the zucchini is a favourite for some. But this cucumber hybrid is, to my tastebuds, not as nice as the original. It’s a fruit of course, but most people consider a vegetable.

There are many legends on how to choose a non-bitter cue. There are even sworn methods of removing the bitterness (cut off the top end and rub it with the cut to “draw out” the bitterness)

Me? I still go by this method which is at the selection stage. See these four below?

I would choose numbers one and three. They may not look nice, but I know they will be pleasant.

The last one I would choose is Number 4 even though it looks big and juicy. Why? Because it is long, symmetrical in shape.

You see, to get a nice cucumber, apart from the usual blemish-free and not-dried criteria, you need to add one more – the top must be smaller than the bottom.

Works every time.

On the Theme of Thanksgiving


In the spirit of thanksgiving, I love it when I am asked to do things like this:-

It’s goooood to say thanks. It’s even nicer if you are involved with a more elaborate way of saying thanks than just saying them. (Am I making sense?) I had fun. Fun (and some stress) in gathering these things together. Fun in being able to do the delivery too.

Needless to say, the recipient was super happy.

It’s nice to thank people. It’s good to spread some cheer and affirmation. Pass it on….



There are days when the work seems unending. I have to wonder, “Am I making headway or am I regressing?”

But when work is done in the company of others, it can be much easier. That’s when it can even get to be fun.

And then you wish the work or the day wasn’t over so quickly….

Today was one of those days….!



Gasp! A friend went with her grandchild to a public swimming pool. There, whilst helping her grandchild change, she slipped. Of course, instead of dropping her precious bundle, she chose to cling tightly, which resulted in her having a nasty gash on her hand. Blood everywhere. It was a deep cut.

Initially the staff panicked. Then they pulled themselves together and got some basic first aid in, then took her to the hospital to get some stitches in. Of course, none of this would have happened if they had some moulded floor mats in place, as well as made sure that there were no sharp edges, especially areas where children play. They need to be more careful….

No, my friend did not sue.



I was sent this today

A young wife sat on a sofa on a hot humid day, drinking iced tea and visiting with her mother.

As they talked about life, about marriage, about the responsibilities of life and the obligations of adulthood, the mother clinked the ice cubes in her glass thoughtfully and turned a clear, sober glance upon her daughter. ‘Don’t forget your sisters,’ she advised, swirling the tea leaves to the bottom of her glass. ‘They’ll be more important as you get older. No matter how much you love your husband, no matter how much you love the children you may have, you are still going to need sisters. Remember to go places with them now and then; do things with them.’

‘Remember that ‘sisters’ means ALL the women… your girlfriends, your daughters, and all your other women relatives too. ‘You’ll need other women. Women always do.’

What a funny piece of advice!’ the young woman thought. Haven’t I just gotten married? Haven’t I just joined the couple-world? I’m now a married woman, for goodness sake! A grownup! Surely my husband and the family we may start will be all I need to make my life worthwhile!’

But she listened to her mother. She kept contact with her sisters and made more women friends each year.

As the years tumbled by, one after another, she gradually came to understand that her mother really knew what she was talking about. As time and nature work their changes and their mysteries upon a woman, sisters are the mainstays of her life.

After more than 50 years of living in this world, here is what I’ve learned:


Time passes.

Life happens.

Distance separates.

Children grow up.

Jobs come and go.

Love waxes and wanes.

Men don’t do what they’re supposed to do.

Hearts break.

Parents die.

Colleagues forget favors.

Careers end.


Sisters are there, no matter how much time and how many miles are between you. A girl friend is never farther away than needing her can reach. When you have to walk that lonesome valley and you have to walk it by yourself, the women in your life will be on the valley’s rim, cheering you on, praying for you, pulling for you, intervening on your behalf, and waiting with open arms at the valley’s end.

Sometimes, they will even break the rules and walk beside you…..Or come in and carry you out.

Girlfriends, daughters, granddaughters, daughters-in-law, sisters, sisters-in-law, Mothers, Grandmothers, aunties, nieces, cousins, and extended family: all bless our life! The world wouldn’t be the same without women, and neither would I. When we began this adventure called womanhood, we had no idea of the incredible joys or sorrows that lay ahead. Nor did we know how much we would need each other.

Any thoughts anyone?

Room for One More


Our back garden is like a jungle. Unlike the house opposite us, we don’t cut down our trees. We might add some plants, but no, we don’t believe in cutting any down.

All said and done, I do long for one more – I would love to have a walnut tree growing in our backyard jungle. It is beautiful hardwood tree.

See how beautiful the wood is!

But alas we live in the tropics and it doesn’t grow here….

I can live in hope though…..!



The new year is approaching. As expected, people make resolutions.

Some would be impossible to keep, to be broken within a week or a month.

Some, a little more realistic might last a few more months.

It’s not until one keeps at it for six weeks at least that it truly becomes part of one’s lifestyle.

So what are the changes you plan to make in your life?

Senses Stimulated


I was supposed to collect some documents.

Before I reached the entrance, I was already impressed by what I saw. Clean, crisp exterior. The glass facade was unstained and obviously of good quality.

I opened the door and immediately two things happened – I heard one of my favorite Christmas carols playing and I detected a lovely fragrance in the air. Lemon grass, I believe it was. This delightful scent wafted around my head, playing hide and seek, one moment there and disappearing at the next. What a lovely greeting.

An interesting display caught my eye as I walked towards the desk to ask for the documents. So this was the source of the aroma!

I made my request and the lady at the desk replied – with crystal like clarity Queen’s English. What joy! She not only spoke good English, she understood and preempted my errand, handing me the documents even before I finished my sentence.

As I took the package, signed for it, it dawned on me that in one short visit, all my five sense had been stimulated! Cleverly done to create the desired atmosphere. An interesting experience and observation worthwhile sharing as I walked the six steps or so back towards the door to leave, pausing only to snap that picture above…..