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8/03/2004 03:54:00 PM ) Peter
Well, folks I have moved the blog to a nicer venue.
I invite you all to run to
http://www.knitting-and.com/knittingnaturalist/
& watch the action.
Regards
Peter
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Cycling Madness
To encourage the weight loss I desperately need ( I have put on 8 kgs more than I like to be) I have taken up cycling to/from work 3 days a week. It's about 6 kms each way & rather hilly. I also get to cycle across the Harbour Bridge, which I regard as one of life's pleasures. I use a lot of back streets because I go thru 2 business centres - North Sydney & Sydney (Circular Quay end). The Harbour Bridge altho having a fine cycle path is a steady unrelenting climb to the centre of the bridge - the climb is close to a 1 km long; the other side of course is a lovely coast, watching the ships, ferries: wind blowing thru your helmet - that kind of thing.
The other pleasure has been to cycle past the QEII - a truely majestic ship. Feb is cruise ship time in Sydney, which is entertaining considering Feb is also one of our wettest months & July/Aug our sunniest & driest. We are, after all catering for the overseas tourist. Some of them however, are truely God-awful!! Particularly those ships that have private balconies rather than traditional deck space. Mostly the passengers are mean-spirited, mean-minded, expecting all places to be just like Home - either mid-west USA or Midland England. Their whinging, whining voices make screeching cockatoos sound meliferous. They are fun to taunt, so I shouldn't complain. And yes, periodically I "play" with them.
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Work update
For those of you still mildly interested, the PhD is trundling along, altho the results I managed to pump out today didn't give me wonderful graphs. I have just finished scoring all the characters for the first of 2 subgenera, so I thought let's play with the results & see what the trends look like. Hmm! there is some patterns but let's just say I'm showing my supervisor tomorrow in the hope he can explain away some of the weird groupings.
I have also started looking for a part time job. I found a position couriering animals - mainly from vets to the animal hospitals, or airport or whatever. Sounds like my kind of job - get to speak to beasties & get paid for it. The other crap job is valet parking: hmm, lots of red sports cars to zoom around in. Fun fantasy but not a reality sadly. Both will have okay pay, but will keep me out of the bankcruptcy court.
Finally:
Gratuitous Pet Mention
I swear Joel cat is part dog! Whilst James is overseas I have been playing in the garden. I have a chaff bag full of horse manure & have been spreading this & the ground-up paperbark stump as mulch & planted 5 shrubs or trees around the garden. I added a Tahitian Lime, a creeping LillyPilly, a creeping grevillea, 2 native pea plants related to my study genus & a coffee tree (yes, the beans from this tree are coffee beans - Coffea arabica).
I had to construct little wire cages around the plantings because not only does he like to dig up my plants, he also likes to roll in the manure. He's also big on dust baths & getting his tummy rubbed. When we first got him, he often flopped onto the floor for a lie-down with a thump - just like a labrador or golden retriever: complete with sigh!
He was thrilled when he saw the tools coming out of the garden. If I had a flat-bed truck, I can imagine him jumping on it & meowing whenever a stranger came near it. It's a shame he hates wearing a collar, otherwise, a big black leather one with studs might just be up his alley - complete with a tag reading "Butch"
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My excitement for the weekend was returning home on Fri evening to a power-less house. It took me forever, but water (Hoorah! we had heavy rains) has managed to get into the conduit between the garage & the house, shorting out the entire place.
Laugh when you imagine me raiding the house for every extension lead & multipower box & running this multicoloured power source across the garden thru branches etc (to minimise length loss), so that I can open the electric roller doors to return the car. Only to discover that, with a flip of a lever, the damned thing becomes manual. The "multicoloured extention lead" will come in useful for operating the washing machine. Electric clocks in the house are a shambles. The clock in the oven makes wonderful clicking noises & returns to 00:00 every couple of hrs, but it doesn't tell the time anymore. (I have no idea what I did to it but the symbols are only decipherable to an Egyptologist.)
Once good thing came out of it. The cats are even more smoochy than before & Madame Lash is even spending time thru the night lying on the bed. On Sat, she spent the entire day near me & followed me everywhere around the house & garden - like a dog helping Dad. Who could pass up that lovely experience?? Boofhead is happily spending time on the couch with me during News viewing. Normally, he would only do this if James is around. To remind you: their real names are Jezabel & Joel, but my nicknames are more expressive.
Tomorrow: why I like getting my feet wet in Frog Ponds.
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