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where’s Clouds

February 1, 2010

I have a Flickr site so mates abroad can keep track of what I’m up to and where I’ve been. But Yahoo!, which drives Flickr, has lost me. So if you have any idea where I am, plse mail Yahoo! and tell them. I really would like to update my site before Lucy phones and complains about that as well.

 BREAKING NEWS: Yahoo! staff keeps mum on Clouds’ whereabouts.

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love your peepers

January 29, 2010
Why’s mascara called ‘mascara’?

Eyeliner…..does what it says. Lipstick…perfectly logical name; but mascara?
This staple in most make-up bags began life as an unglamorous mixture of coal dust and Vaseline, created by chemist TL Williams in 1913 for his sister’s lashes. The answer is obvious, apparently, if you’re Italian, says etymologist Michael Quinion, who runs www.worldwidewords.org: ‘The name is pretty self explanatory when you realise it’s derived from the Italian ”maschera” meaning “mask”.’ Thanks to mascara’s success, Williams went on to found Maybelline and a beauty giant was born—along with panda eyes, streaky black tears and mucky pillowcases.
Taken from an article in She (UK) magazine.
Writers source: Conception, pregnancy and birth by Dr Miriam Stoppard(Dorling Kindersley)

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lozenge for the spoken word

My throat hurts. According to Louisa Hay, in her book titled Heal Your Life, it’s because I am not vocalising my true thoughts or emotions. Now how could one, who aspires to walking in constant grace and beauty, express an effective alternate to ‘Eff off’? Scottish comedian, Billy Connolly, toyed with ‘Go away’ or more specifically ‘Go away-ay-ay’, but you’re probably guaranteed to cause belly-aching laughter than a hastily receding back.
I am currently working on an exceptionally challenging project. The pressure is on to deliver on a deadline – a deadline currently banging on my door like a crazed bunch of cash-strapped divas five minutes before a 50% off shoe sale at AD Spitz. All I want to do is scream Go away-ay-ay! I also want to tell every person responsible for the delay, that it’s a project which has been in the system for six months and if they had respected our timing plan, we would never have been in this situation in the first place. That’s it! I want to finger point while singing the poor-me song. But I know that bemoaning the lack of action in the past will only cause more friction and resentment in an already stressful environment.

My chosen role – both in my career and in my life – is to empower not to belittle, to forge forward along a path of progress not destruction. A challenging role, which requires constant self-observation, as so often ego* tends to suppress the spirit within.

I have therefore requested a ‘post-mortem’ once my deadline is met. The aim is to analyse our past actions and arrive at a solution to minimize generating further unhealthy energy. I hope my throat heals by then as I have lots say – but I am grateful for the time to prepare how I going say it.

A charming sign spotted on a beach in Portugal while on holiday there. I fell in love with the way in which the little dog is being firmly yet lovingly ‘instructed’ to stay at home.

Footnote: Wayne Dyer, in his book, Your Sacred Self, refers to human nature as ego.

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invite crazy to tea

‘That was the best movie I’ve seen in my whole life’ my younger nephew gushed as we exited the cinema, the older one nodding in absolute agreement. ‘I’m glad you think so’ I said out loud, pleased at having scored some major brownie points with these normally hard-to-shop-for kids of today. (boy! I sound old, don’t I?:-) Of course, I’m talking about Avatar, the sci-fi phenomenon which has gripped Hollywood and the rest of the world. This runaway box-office success has usurped Titanic as the highest grossing film to date, raking in $1.9b after only 6 weeks on the movie circuit.

My inner thoughts, however, belied my façade of joy. What does he know? After all, his whole life on Mother Earth is only ten years long. I have just sat through a 3 hour epic thinking; ok! so they’ve relocated Jurassic Park to the Serengeti using The Matrix as a portal, slapped batwings on a duck, morphed a rhino with a hammerhead shark, and painted 10ft tall people blue. Throw in a green peace message to secure the eco-vote, a pair of 3D glasses for the wow factor and you’ll have them eating out of your now gilded-hand.

But looking into their eyes, glee emblazoned across their faces, I paused for further reflection. As adults we are continually assaulted by crime, poverty and fear. We even worry about worrying. Children, on the other hand, are still untainted by the burden of life’s responsibilities so it appears easier for them to immerse themselves in unadulterated fun and fantasy without reserve. It’s all relative though because young lives still carry their own level of pressure and responsibility but it still got me thinking though. What if we allowed little snippets of craziness to saunter into our daily lives and stay for tea? There might not be an instant spike in a recovering global ecomony but you’ll certainly laugh more – and probably worry a little less.

Back home, my nephews are the proud owners of trampolines, j-boards, roller blades and remote-controlled helicopters. I can’t wait for my next visit to their emporium of fun.

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to lucy, with love

January 28, 2010

I am most grateful for the positive feedback I have recevied since starting this cyber-journey. But what I failed to realise is that I actually have ardent readers who are slightly displeased by my recent absense. I therefore have to apologise for my complacency (beautifully disguising down-right laziness). Thank you for the kick up the behind. I shall ne’er neglect you again. So til my return this eve, take care.

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