It’s Saturday again and so time to rejoin the gang at Six Word Saturday. If you’d like to play along just click on the badge above.
SO THE SECOND SATURDAY IN 2016
And what a beautiful day it has been. Summer has kicked up her skirts and her heels and come back to New Zealand where she belongs.
Lawn mowing was the order of the day. And if you know me you’ll know that lawn mowing is as rare an occupation as silver cleaning. But it’s a very small garden and so armed with a new, small lawn mower I set to work. But not before I had to go back to the shop where I purchased the mower earlier this morning. I couldn’t get the danged thing to work. Two charming young women at the store sympathised with me, connected the machine to the power, turned it on and hey presto! you guessed it, it worked.
So sheepishly I took my leave and came home. But I still couldn’t get the thing to go. Capable daughter to the rescue. She pushed the switch and again hey presto! Apparently, I had been pathetic and hadn’t hit the button hard enough. So again, egg on my face but at least the grandsons were not on hand to see the fiasco.
Lawn, mostly weeds after the jungle was cleared, is now mown (mowed?) and things are looking much better. Task No 2. I had purchased a garden storage box online and you guessed it, it comes as a flat pack. Obviously, I’m not the most practical person around but it looked easy enough to put together – no tools needed, read the advertisement. Well, what an impossible task this was. Grandson No 4 (16 years old) came to the rescue but after about 15 minutes declared he couldn’t put it together. So back to me. Of course, I couldn’t do it at the second attempt so Grandson No 4 called his mother, the ever capable, but she threw up her hands in disgust. This is honestly the very first flat pack she hasn’t been able to put together. So now begins the no doubt protracted dealing with the supplier to take it back and refund my money.
But this is only the second Saturday in the year there are another 51 to get through. Happy Saturdays.
Just living is not enough…one must have sunshine,
freedom, and a little flower.
Hans Christian Andersen
I love making friends, either in person or more often recently, in the blogosphere. And this happened earlier this week.
In Six Word Saturday last week, I wrote about Charlie Fox, Zoe Sharp’s leading lady/protagonist. Charlie Fox is a British ex-soldier, has taught self-defence and in this book, is a Bodyguard. I reviewed the book “First Drop” telling how riveting the story was and how I sat all day reading.
Imagine my surprise and delight when one of those commenting on my blog was Zoe Sharp herself! How cool is that? And after I responded to thank her she then posted another comment. I am blown away that an author of this calibre would read my blog and also take the trouble to comment. Oh I know she probably has a reader and a search tool or person for anything that mentions Charlie Fox or Zoe Sharp but still… You can read the post and Zoe’s comments by clicking here.
And as further icing on the cake, Zoe mentions my blog on her website – http://www.zoesharp.com/homepage.htm. Thank you, thank you.
Also on Zoe’s homepage is a snippet – “Word of the Week. This week’s is anchorite, or anchoret, which means a man or woman who has withdrawn from the world especially for religious reasons; a recluse, from which we get anchorage, a recluse’s cell or a place to withdraw from the world.” I haven’t come across this word before so not only have I a new friend, but also have learned a new word. Thank you again Zoe.
And I am currently reading “Hard Knocks” so expect a review of this book very soon.
Temper is never the best thing to wear to a confrontation. It has a nasty habit of disintegrating into tatters just when you need its protection most and the colour has never suited me.
Charlie Fox in Hard Knocks by Zoe Sharp
- Saturday Again (growingyoungereachday.wordpress.com)
I have just discovered Six Words Saturday and while I am not totally sure that this is what I am expected to do, here is my first attempt.
Saturday brunch, French conversation with friends.
I posted earlier on a group of new friends who have been in a conversational French class and now meet on a regular basis to practice. I so enjoyed my first visit with them that I intend to meet them again. While there has been no official invitation to join them I have been told where they will meet this week. So I guess that’s as good as an invitation.
I love the idea of something new and this Six Word Saturday appeals. I shall try it out again at a later date.
- French for Brunch (growingyoungereachday.wordpress.com)
- Saturday Brunch (dietiscorrect.wordpress.com)