We are as angry and saddened beyond belief as to what is happening in Australia and to learn that a great many of these fires were started deliberately is beyond comprehension.
And for Scott Morrison, the Prime Minister, to have gone on holiday to Hawaii.. well, talk about 'fiddling' whilst your country burns. He will forever be likened to Nero.
Sadly, there are some people who are truly evil and these arsonists are amongst them.
Onto other subjects..
We like a good book, yes indeed, we certainly do and she recently found two new, to us, authors.
Adam Brooks, whose first novel 'Night Heron' is scary beyond belief as it is very close to the bone and so believable given what is going on with technology and safety at the moment. I strongly recommend that you read his four books in the sequence in which he wrote them.
Lisa Gardner has written a great number of books for which she been, quite rightly in our eyes, internationally acclaimed.
Four of her books have been made in to TV movies: Hide, The Perfect Husband, At the Midnight Hour and the Survivor's club.
I promise you that you will be engrossed in her plots they're clever!
So there you are.. new year = new authors.
What have we been doing? Well, not so much I'm sad to tell you. The weather has been dismal, if not wet and soggy underfoot, it has been cold and very grey, not conducive to gallivanting about at the allotments and certainly not the kind of weather that she'd take me out in.
Although I have been out, for we were both invited by Andreea and Juliano for Christmas lunch. And to meet their twins, Amelia and Lukas, who are now 13 months old. Much squealing went on when they saw me perched on their mummy.
I didn't get to eat much as it was all to exciting but my mama did.. infact she ate so much that she was glad that there was no public transport and she had to waddle home.
As she felt just like a python who had unlocked its' jaw and swallowed a calf. Luckily I was in my light weight small travel cage with the outer layer as it was quite chilly and she waddled fast, passing Gloucester Road, the turning to South Kensington, the V&A, there was Yeoman's Row and with a hop and a skip, we were home.
I fell upon my bowls of yumyum and we were early to bed with a book.
Which is where we spent the evening of the 31st of December.. aka New Year's Eve. She had had a couple of invitations which she had refused and we were happy to spend it quietly.
2019 was a strange year for her, those two naughty heart attacks had scared her more than she liked to admit and the behaviour of some friends was so weird that she sat and thought about them and realised the word 'old' applied and that she had no longer anything in common with them.
It's not the amount of friends that is important, it's the quality of those friendships.
Today is a quiet day at home, although it is a reasonable looking day out there, she is taking this next week quietly. She had a rotten cold and it has left her with a virus called Labyrinthitis!
She had been feeling dizzy when moving about and happened to mention it to her nice GP doctor who said "come to see me tomorrow at 11.30".
She went yesterday and he examined her ears, asked her to follow a pencil with her eyes without moving her head and a few other tests.
"Here's a prescription for tablets, stay active but don't move your head to the left so quickly, it's your left ear that's affected. I want you to go to have a blood test, so here is the form, please do it asap and I will get the other ball rolling as well".
She went to have her blood test done, then onto the North End Road Market where she bought avocados and apples and came home via the library as Lesley, aka LuLu, in New York had recommended a book called 'Warlight', written by Michael Ondaatje, the author of The English Patient.
That all for today. We both send you our best wishes for 2020, don't forget to write 2020 and not just the year as forgers can alter the dates and make all kinds of trouble for you!
GeeGee Parrot.
January 9th, 2020.
And for Scott Morrison, the Prime Minister, to have gone on holiday to Hawaii.. well, talk about 'fiddling' whilst your country burns. He will forever be likened to Nero.
Sadly, there are some people who are truly evil and these arsonists are amongst them.
Onto other subjects..
We like a good book, yes indeed, we certainly do and she recently found two new, to us, authors.
Adam Brooks, whose first novel 'Night Heron' is scary beyond belief as it is very close to the bone and so believable given what is going on with technology and safety at the moment. I strongly recommend that you read his four books in the sequence in which he wrote them.
Lisa Gardner has written a great number of books for which she been, quite rightly in our eyes, internationally acclaimed.
Four of her books have been made in to TV movies: Hide, The Perfect Husband, At the Midnight Hour and the Survivor's club.
I promise you that you will be engrossed in her plots they're clever!
So there you are.. new year = new authors.
What have we been doing? Well, not so much I'm sad to tell you. The weather has been dismal, if not wet and soggy underfoot, it has been cold and very grey, not conducive to gallivanting about at the allotments and certainly not the kind of weather that she'd take me out in.
Although I have been out, for we were both invited by Andreea and Juliano for Christmas lunch. And to meet their twins, Amelia and Lukas, who are now 13 months old. Much squealing went on when they saw me perched on their mummy.
I didn't get to eat much as it was all to exciting but my mama did.. infact she ate so much that she was glad that there was no public transport and she had to waddle home.
As she felt just like a python who had unlocked its' jaw and swallowed a calf. Luckily I was in my light weight small travel cage with the outer layer as it was quite chilly and she waddled fast, passing Gloucester Road, the turning to South Kensington, the V&A, there was Yeoman's Row and with a hop and a skip, we were home.
I fell upon my bowls of yumyum and we were early to bed with a book.
Which is where we spent the evening of the 31st of December.. aka New Year's Eve. She had had a couple of invitations which she had refused and we were happy to spend it quietly.
2019 was a strange year for her, those two naughty heart attacks had scared her more than she liked to admit and the behaviour of some friends was so weird that she sat and thought about them and realised the word 'old' applied and that she had no longer anything in common with them.
It's not the amount of friends that is important, it's the quality of those friendships.
Today is a quiet day at home, although it is a reasonable looking day out there, she is taking this next week quietly. She had a rotten cold and it has left her with a virus called Labyrinthitis!
She had been feeling dizzy when moving about and happened to mention it to her nice GP doctor who said "come to see me tomorrow at 11.30".
She went yesterday and he examined her ears, asked her to follow a pencil with her eyes without moving her head and a few other tests.
"Here's a prescription for tablets, stay active but don't move your head to the left so quickly, it's your left ear that's affected. I want you to go to have a blood test, so here is the form, please do it asap and I will get the other ball rolling as well".
She went to have her blood test done, then onto the North End Road Market where she bought avocados and apples and came home via the library as Lesley, aka LuLu, in New York had recommended a book called 'Warlight', written by Michael Ondaatje, the author of The English Patient.
That all for today. We both send you our best wishes for 2020, don't forget to write 2020 and not just the year as forgers can alter the dates and make all kinds of trouble for you!
GeeGee Parrot.
January 9th, 2020.
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