Is your blog your story?

This is a re-run of a blog post that Amanda from, Something to Ponder About, wrote. Amanda’s post had me searching as to just why I blog, and what it means to me. At the conclusion of Amanda’s post, fellow bloggers were welcomed to re-post with our own answers if we wanted to. 

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All the best-laid plans…

Easter in the south west of WA started out dismally on the weather front. Cold, windy and raining, not ideal weather for the picnic we’ve been promising ourselves.

Today, after a chilly start to the day, the sky’s now blue and the sun’s shining. Yet still our picnic basket sits empty at the bottom of the wardrobe, despite our plans to take both the picnic basket and ourselves somewhere into the great outdoors.

A tooth abscess, now accompanied by a red face all swollen and puffy from cellulitis has me sitting on the couch dosed up with anti-biotics and feeling sorry myself. Oh well, you know what they say about the best laid plans – perhaps tomorrow!

What’s life without a project, or two, or three

Do you ever find yourself feeling time poor. That’s me at the moment. I know one has to have a project, but seriously – I’m not sure if I could count how many projects we’re currently in the middle of.

My  blog posts have been consistently a little to close to home over recent weeks. We have so much happening on  the home front that we’re finding it difficult to spread our wings and get out exploring. 

We’re in the midst of a garden overhaul, all well and truly started now, but at that messy stage in between the old and the new. Our verandah has had two metal supports engineered to take the weight of the roof, and these have allowed the posts to be moved. This will allow our verandah to work as an entertainment patio, but guess what. We started off with plans for one support, this quickly changed to two. The two are now up, and we’ve decided a third is needed! 

Only when all the supports are in place can that project be finished off. The paving will need re-laying. The fence will need decorating, and potted plants will need to be selected and carefully placed. In the meantime, that area too is in a bit of a mess awaiting completion.

The inside is ok, but soon that the bedroom window treatments are being changed. We’ve had them measured for plantation shutters, but they take a couple of months to be made.

All these jobs require waiting in for tradesman to come to measure up, doing our bit to get things ready, and being in when the tradesmen are here. We couldn’t possibly leave them to cope with one pesky puppy without us being here, plus I like to provide snacks and drinks as required.

As well as our projects in and around the house, we both do a bit of volunteering at an aged care place near by. We live only five minutes walk away, so when they’re stuck there, I think we’ve become the logical  couple to call on. We do say no sometimes, but we help out if we can. We enjoy it, but when we have a lot going on at home, it adds to that feeling of being time poor.

I’ve promised myself that sometime between now and this time next week I’m getting out somewhere for a picnic. And I’ve promised myself no more blog posts on the home front until I’ve had a good day out further afield to tell you about. 

Mind you, we did spend this past week end up in Perth visiting friends and family. While we were there Paul went to the footie with his friend Bob, while my friend Di and I went to the casino. That’s a rarity for me, and when I do go, I have a flutter, and usually lose. I had a pleasant surprise this time with a bit  of a win. That’ll help buy some plants for the new garden. 

Thats the joy of blogging – you get to reflect on what you’ve been getting up to. I’m sure there’s many bloggers just like me, who from time to time realise their blog posts are reflecting a bit of rut is developing. Time to adjust our busy home based schedule and stretch our legs somewhere in the great outdoors. Watch this space….

Autumn colour

The Chinese Tallow

You may remember on 13 March, only 27 days ago, I posted a few photos of changes we’re making in the garden. We’d just planted a Chinese Tallow Tree. The Tallow is a reasonably small back yard tree with gorgeous autumn colour. Autumn colour is rare in Western Australia.

The tree, in only 27 days has changed from summer green (the photo on the left) to a little display of autumn red (the photo on the right). We look forward to the tree maturing in yearsto come, and providing a more significant reminder that winter’s on the way. It’ll be nice to see it burst into renewed life come spring too.

The greens are growing too

We hadn’t even finished erecting our three raised vegetable gardens on 13th March.

one raised garden bed partially filled with soil and manure – two to go yet. By the week-end we should be ready to start planting.

A few days later we’d finished the three garden beds and planted some seedlings. When we returned from our four day break away, some of the greens looked to have grown with the speed of Jack’s Beanstalk. We’ve been picking baby leaves of mixed lettuce for our lunch almost daily now, and have had a few small meals of nice, young silver beet.

Mixed lettuce and silver beet only about three weeks since it was planted.

It’s been a long time since we’ve had our own vege garden. We’ve planted strawberries, brocolli, mixed lettuce, silver beet, celery, parsley, leeks , garlic, turnips and rhubarb. So far we’re only eating the lettuce, silverbeet and parsley. I wonder if we’ll get any strawberries before winter sets in. They have flowers, so fingers crossed. In the meantime though, what a pleasure it is to be adding freshly picked, young greens to our plate.

Theme change

You’ve possibly noticed the look of my website has changed. Last week when I tried to publish this post, I had trouble loading it. It was quite a colourful post, with lots of pictures. I contacted WordPress and it seems my existing theme was a bit antiquated, and an updated theme might help in the future with lengthy posts!

As a result I’ve been playing around with new themes, and have decided to go with this one. I’m surprised how easy it was with WordPress to change it over. Not that it’s going to be without any hiccups, I’ve already come up against a few, but I’m working through them. I hope you’ll bear with me while I get used to the new format.

You’ll notice the Broome sunset photo has now replaced our previous photo of our rig overlooking the Great Australian Bite.

The old rig from an old life

Not before time – we sold that rig at the end of 2017. Not only that, the blog has long since evolved from a diary of our ‘life of Riley on wheels’. The blog now is about anything and everything, a real eclectic mix. Hence the ‘OW’ following life of Riley has evolved to be ‘on whatever’, instead of, ‘on wheels’.

I’ve thought long and hard about which photo to use instead, and finally settled on a sunset. Not another sunset I hear you moan! Haven’t we all thought that when being presented with yet another sunset, only to find it’s completely different to all the other thousands of pictures of sunsets. That’s the beauty of sunsets. They’re completely eclectic, with no two the same. I kinda think that suits this blog that jumps from travel, to Mr Tilly, and everything and anything else that sparks my interest to write about.

One of my favourite of Paul’s photos

Next I’m going to try and do something with the categories. They are a mess, absolutely all over the place, with far to many, and double ups that make little sense. WordPress tells me that if I delete a category, all the posts in that category will revert to uncategorised. I hope they’re right. I’m hoping to delete several categories and re-categorise a lot of the posts more suitably.

That’s the plan anyway. Wish me luck!

I’d appreciate any feedback, good or bad on this new format too. So please don’t be shy about leaving a comment below. And in anticipation of a few frustrations as I go through a bit of learning curve – thank you for your patience.

Mr Tilly gets a bath

Mr Tilly’s  not fond of being brushed, in fact he dislikes it with a vengeance.  I’ve tried treats, coaxing, scolding, and barely touching him with the brush. It makes no difference, he’s OCD about the brush, any brush, and won’t have a bar of it. Consequently we try to keep him quite short.  He usually gets a hair cut every 2 – 3 weeks to keep him Matt free.

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And now for summat different, Nowt Pie

Don’t you just love some dialects. The Yorkshire/Lancashire dialect has some beauties. Paul, coming from across the Pennines in Lancashire, uses a few of the words and sayings from time to time.  He won’t appreciate me linking the two dialects together though. He thinks they’re completely different – I think there’s so many similarities that it’s ok to link them. Without the accent these don’t sound quite ‘reet’ (right). Hopefully you’ll be able to hear them in your mind with the correct accent while reading them. Here’s a few I love:

Nowt – nothing.  My mother-in-law told me once about a relative that used to make Nowt Pie. It consisted of pastry, spread with butter and a sprinkle of sugar and spice, and topped with more pastry. When asked what was in the pie her answer was “nowt, there’s nowt in it, that’s why it’s called nowt pie.” I wonder what the dieticians would say about that one. We do have our own updated version though.

Today’s dietician’s nightmare – cinnamon palmier (nowt pie just a different shape)

Summat – something.  Is there summat wrong lass?

Nine while five.  This one had me perplexed once when at a job interview I was asked if, ‘nine while five’ suited. He meant, 9am till 5pm.

Eeh, by gum – an exclamation similar to, ‘oh my God’.

Ow do – hello

Ta-rah – good-bye

Mither – worry.  When Paul was out as a lad his mum used to lay awake mithering until she heard him arrive home.

Perhaps my favourite though is, “there’s nowt so queer as folk”. Do you remember the movie, The Full Monty. The red haired guy was spotted climbing out the window of one of the other guy’s bedroom early one morning (clearly the two had formed a gay relationship). One old guy looked at the other and said in an accent so broad many watching the film wouldn’t have understood a word he said, “there’s nowt so queer as folk”. Then realising in this case there was a double meaning to the word, ‘queer’ they both cracked up into laughter. It was a scene in the movie that would have sailed over the head of anyone not familiar with the saying. I loved that scene, I loved that movie.

I saw this movie at a premier before there was any hype. I’ve never laughed so much in my life…..

For such a small land mass the UK has an astonishing number of dialects, and localised slang. Some can be endearing, some can be grating. Do you have any you love, or any you really dislike?