- You must post these rules.
- Each person must post 11 things about him/herself on their blog. Answer the questions the “tagger” listed for you in their post,
- And create 11 new questions for the people you tag to answer.
- Choose 11 people to tag and link to them in the post.
- Let each blogger know that you have tagged them
My answers to the 11 questions asked by http://lucidgypsy.wordpress.com/2012/02/27/tag-youre-it/#comment-2339
|What was the last thing you had to drink?||WORT ORGANIC ORIGINAL GINGER DRINK.|
|Do you have a plan for tomorrow?||No. Where possible I make no plans.|
|Can you remember your first day at school and if you liked it?||I was puzzled by it. I had a very large bunch of flowers for the teacher at Belmore North Public School.|
|Have you overcome any phobias?||Yes. Mega bigtime. Spiders, Planes, Highway driving and many more. I was a very phobic young person.|
|Your favourite book, and why?||Hmm. Maybe Darkover series by Marion Zimmer Bradley. I don’t know why.|
|A link to your most popular blog post||Not sure which post but this is my most popular blog : http://lynnesheritage.wordpress.com/
and also : http://sixtyeyes.wordpress.com/
|What made you laugh today?||Memories of the sewage flooding the house yesterday.|
|Have you ever taken part in a protest?||Way back in Vietnam days. Then in 2009 about Telstra. And I would now Bigtime. Also Save Bellingen Hospital . I don’t actually like the hysteria of being there but I am loving the ability to protest online.|
|Have you ever been really, REALLY scared?||Yes. One time was standing in a courtroom charged with social welfare fraud.
Another was when a CD exploded in my computer while I was playing Age of Empires alone in my Cottage late at night.
|What is the strangest thing you have even eaten?||Other than my own cooking. To white palettes -Maybe dugong and snake and turtle. Or to me : seafood other than fish.|
|Will you go to heaven?||Hmm. Not my place to judge that one.|
Now I get to tag 11 people and ask 11 questions of them.
For any of you guys that decide to join in this is the hardest part, my eleven questions. Actually the really hard bit is getting rid of the silly formatting I have copied and pasted! Feel free to play or ignore me!
That’s how Gilly phrased it. The hardest part for me is tagging anyone else. I feel intrusive but I promised her I would give it a try. As she said. Just ignore me if you prefer – esp if I double up on someone else. I am even going to be daring and choose blogs I really like not only ones I feel safe with. Play if you want to.
Now to imagine that I am sitting with you, and asking 11 questions of you. If I have not tagged you – you are still very welcome to join in:
|1. What is your usual breakfast and where do you eat it ?|
|2. What size shoes do you wear?|
|3.What do you consider the best compliment ever paid to you ?|
|4. What is the population of the town you live in ?|
|5. How would you describe your hair ?|
|6. Which memory of your life can still make you shudder?|
|7. Do you have an unusual skill or talent? If so, what is it and what use do you make of it ?|
|8. When the phone rings, who would you most like it to be on the other end ?|
|9. What car do you drive ? Why ?|
|10. Which memory of your own life brings a smile to you?|
|11. What is one thing you are planning to do this year ?|
Now for the bit I find challenging. Bear with me and please be kind to a Colonial. I do not mean to intrude.
As Gilly said : MY CHOSEN ONES.
INDULGE IN THIS !
THE YAAN : I took a bit more of a look around the Blogs today and found a few images I liked better. It’s a very interesting word “INDULGE” . I am beginning to understand it a little more and have managed to see it through your eyes as well as mine. Such a fine line between INDULGE and OVER-INDULGE. I must have been in a bad mood last night because some of these Posts really work for me this evening. A couple of them are beautiful.
FAVOURITE INDULGENT POSTS.
MY PROTESTING PLACES.
WOMAN ON CENTTRAL RAILWAY STATION IN SYDNEY WITH HOMELESS MAN ASLEEP.
It would be nice to see Politicos weep for the Intervention, the homeless, the pensioners without electricity, the people who can’t get their teeth fixed, the refugee boat that sinks, the little boys killed on the highways – anything human – rather than ” Who will I choose. My best friend Jules or my 2nd best friend Kev ? ”
I posted that today on Facebook. I don’t usually put anything political on my Profile. I have another site for that as well as two protest blogs. It was just on my mind that this man and others can weep for their own world and ruthlessly implement inhumane policies throughout the Land without one tear falling.
I had two images with me when I wrote that little bit of idle thinking. One was of my sister on Central Railway Station where my Family has a long history. She was being treated for lung cancer and her prospects were poor. As she became more ill, we were still waiting for palliative care to come into the home and help, as promised. They didn’t come till she was in her final coma, near enough. Beside her in this photo is a man we didn’t even see until I downloaded the image.
The other shot is one I took last October in Martin Place in Sydney. The business world was bustling out to lunch in high heels and suits. At a set of lights a wee lass with her mobile hot trotted it across the road past a woman sitting on a low stool with all her possessions offering to shine shoes. I don’t think the wee lass saw the woman.
I don’t think many people saw that coming either.
I don’t write well politically and I don’t write well on contentious issues so I generally stay away from them but I DO know that there is a time for weeping and a time for not weeping.
Now for a new post about the TITLE of this one. Forgive me. I became distracted. The self-indulgence of the Era in History which I have just survived can still do that to me.