One potato two potato..

•September 5, 2018 • Leave a Comment

When I was growing up there were only two types of potatoes – big ones or little ones. Or maybe there were more types but to all intents and purposes they were the same – you peeled them,  boiled or steamed them for around 30 minutes (or maybe roasted them a bit longer) and they were all cooked and ready to eat.

Nowadays one has no idea how long it will take to cook a “spud” because after 30 minutes you’ll find that some are still hard as rock. It’s only then that you realise that they’re  those waxy things that are going to take another 30 minutes to cook while the rest of the meal is already cooked. Worse is if you are cooking the last of a previous bag of spuds with spuds from a new bag and so and so have you two entirely different species to deal with. I guess it’s time to start reading those labels and remembering which is which. And making room in the pantry for a second “spud bin”. I hear the waxy ones are good for potato salad.

potatoes fun knife fork

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new beginnings

•September 4, 2018 • Leave a Comment

20 years this month since one moved from the city to the country – the aim being to semi retire – but of course it doesn’t work out like that. It doesn’t take long before everyone knows one’s work history and before one knows it one has a whole range of part time occupations – some paid and some pro bono – totalling more than the number of hours one worked previously.

Time for a change methinks – time to clutch back some time for all the things that one had been wanting to do. Languages to learn, artistic and musical projects to explore, blog sites to revive….!

 

 

 

What’s a girl to wear..?

•April 7, 2015 • Leave a Comment

It shouldn’t be that hard – especially when one has decided that less is more – “just stick to the basics” – partly because life is too short these days to be making decisions and partly because person or persons unknown decided to undertake step one of the traditional wardrobe review – kindly relieving me of the bulk of my wardrobe while I was busily engaged elsewhere. And seeing that nothing they left seemed worth saving – well – what better opportunity – and excuse – to start anew!?

And so it was that – remembering the advice of Tim Gunn from that fashion-designer-show-whose-(whiches?)-name-I’ve-forgotten –  I wrote down his list of essentials as well as I could remember it and took myself to the nearest shopping mall!

No shortage of clothing outlets – the usual range of chain stores from the cheapest to the slightly better quality/more expensive, a couple of outlets stocking the usual more expensive designer rags and a couple of designer outlets featuring the designer’s own whimsical pieces –

OK – so – item number one – a pair of jeans. Sounds easy enough. May as well go for good quality that will last so I stop at the designer shop first and find a tiny little stand – somewhat like one of those metal stands that are popular on cooking shows for keeping one’s pots and pans in order – with about four choices for style. Firstly a pair made from cheap chambray-looking “denim” with embroidery-like white stitching and wide bellbottoms that no girl with legs that don’t go all the way to her bottom could wear. The next pair were so distressed it bought me to tears – where on earth would a gal over 20 wear those I wondered? And what girl under 20 would shop in this staid environment with sternly disapproving shop assistants peering over their glasses..?

Pair number three looked OK but were cut so low – yeah – not falling for that again – a girl has to bend over now and again and would prefer if her pants came up again with her! Pair number four were again made of something that didn’t look like denim to me but – what the heck – maybe they’ve found that denim is a threat to birdlife somewhere so out of desperation I tried them on. Oh dear – those sneaky sweatshops – they’ve cut them out on an angle to save material so that the side seam comes round to the front – before they’re even washed – at least they’re honest!

“That’s OK “, says the cheery saleslady! “We can just pull them round to the side!”.  Yeah sure – and they’ll stay there, right? Off to chain stores 1,2,3,4, & 5 – none even worth trying on – come on guys – this ain’t denim!

OK – Tim’s next “essential as I remembered was a white shirt. Being a Kiwi girl I took it that he meant the black sweater or top that we traditionally wear with everything – especially jeans. Surely that won’t be a problem!?

Well I don’t have time to give the full rundown – suffice to say that even that kiwi staple isn’t available in any of the retail outlets that are bleating about the internet having ruined their businesses. Seems a lot of them maybe need a look in their own magical mirrors – but that’s another story…

Deprived? Really?

•May 21, 2014 • Leave a Comment

Every now and again a new table is published purporting to show the most “deprived” areas in this fair land.  A recent such report, compiled by health policy researcher Peter Crampton and published in the NZ Herald, listed the variables used “to describe the underlying concept of deprivation”. People who fit into these “variables”  are deemed to be “deprived” to some degree. Really?? Here’s how I see it:

Variable 1 – people aged less than 65 with no access to the internet at home.

I am under 65. Like many I know I got rid of my home internet connection a couple of years ago when I realised that I really only go home to sleep. Like many I am able to check my emails, social media sites etc during the long hours for which I am at the office. If I do have a burning need to Tweet or check my Facebook page at 3am I can use my phone. Many of those who claim to have no internet access at home will, in fact, have access via their phones. Many, like me, simply choose not to pay for something they don’t need! Deprived? Hardly!

Variable 2 – people aged 18 – 64 receiving a means tested benefit

Now nobody is saying that it’s easy living on a benefit but those who do so are no worse off than many who work! Then there are those who choose to live on a benefit so that they can pursue their artistic or alternative lifestyle ambitions. With no need to spend on good clothing or transport and all day in which to potter in the garden, read a favourite book and indulge one’s creative talents there are many indeed in this group who would scoff at the notion that it is they who are deprived of the ability to live life to the full!

Variable  3 – People living in “equivalised” (complicated – Google it) households with income below an income threshold

Again this is often by choice. There are many who prefer to judge their “richness” and quality of life according to the time they have to spend together rather than the number of material possessions they can afford to buy. If I prefer to stay home, without a wage, and look after my children, spending endless leisurely hours happily tending the food garden with them, walking hand and hand with them to the shops instead of driving, etc etc – I would be most offended to hear myself and my children described as “deprived”.

Variable 4 – People 18 – 64 unemployed

As per variables 2 & 3

Variable 5 – people aged 18 – 64 without any qualifications

Goodness – I thought it had been long since established that many of the most successful business people and entrepeneurs had no formal qualifications at all! They have far too much drive and energy to sit behind a desk all day! Dropouts include Thomas Edison, Ben Franklin, Bill Gates, Albert Einstein JD Rockerfeller and Richard Branson.

Variable 6 – people not living in their own home.

Goodness again – financial advisers have been telling us for years that your own home is a liability, not an asset and that to be sitting on money that could be working for you does not make financial sense! Of course we tend to like the security of having our “own” roof (even if, in fact, it belongs to the bank) – we feel secure in knowing we will have a freehold roof over our heads in our dotage. But the fact is that some of the richest in the world do not “live in their own house”. By this definition Kim Dotcom is deprived!

Variable 7 – people aged less than 65 living in a single parent family

Really? How is a single parent earning $40k any worse off than a married parent earning $40k in a one income household ie the married parent surely has another adult as well as the children to feed and house? And who says the single parent isn’t earning $100k? Or isn’t a billionaire for that matter? Support is mentioned here – how does one’s marital status define the level of support one has? Sometimes a spouse might be supportive. Sometimes a spouse is a more of a drain than a support. A spouse isn’t necessarily any more or less supportive after separation – financially or otherwise. A single parent might have all sorts of family support available and a married parent have none.

Variable 8 – people living in an equivalised household below a bedroom occupancy threshold

If people choose to have eight children when all they can afford is a three bedroom house that is their choice. Nobody is “depriving” them. In many countries families live four or six to a room. Given the high level of family support payments (if the residents are minors) or the high wage or benefit incomes (if the residents are adults)  and the low accommodation costs an “overcrowded” family chooses to maintain it is hard to think of them as deprived.

Variable 9 – people with no access to a car

Work and Income NZ  will give people an allowance of $54 per week to pay off a car if they need it for work or childcare and there is no public transport. Many people choose not to have a car. Many choose to live close to their workplace – to walk or bike – to use public transport. Not having access to a car does not signal deprivation!

Nobody is forced to live in a ” deprived” area if they perceive it to be so.  And to define an area as “deprived” based on the above criteria is, in my view, irrational and misleading.

 

Milking it….

•August 11, 2013 • Leave a Comment

Fonterra – what’s going on!? Sensationalised and done to death by the media, yes, but dear me – it seems they really did have no process in place to deal with a possible contamination – no way to identify where a contaminated batch had come from – no “recall plan” ready to roll out at a moment’s notice and so on and so on. Ditto re communications – no apparent foresight of such an event and no “damage control” plan prepared and packaged and ready to go. Unbelievable!

I haven’t bought their products for years – something they put in the stuff gives me – and a lot of other people – crippling stomach pains. We’ve had no explanations about how the stuff, which in it’s natural state goes off in a day or two, manages to last so long nowadays – an expiry date a week or two hence and it still pours smoothly into one’s coffee for days after that.  And if it really is just a matter of being treated with extra heat then one has to ask if there are any nutrients left?

There are stories that it has inulin added. Inulin is a natural product which occurs in small amounts in some plants – it is most often extracted from the chicory plant. However tests show that where people were given inulin at the high levels present in milk and other milk products – like ice cream and packaged cheesecake – they suffered stomach pains or indigestion.

So why aren’t people made aware that this stuff is added? And why is it permitted to market something as a natural food as long as the additives are natural? When people thing “natural milk” they think of milk as it comes out of the cow – not milk that might have any number of “natural” substances added – some of which people might be sensitive or allergic to!?

Then there’s the green slime they add to the stuff now – a whey product that used to be thrown away but which is now added back into the milk. I’m told some people can see the “green” – perhaps that’s why they brought out the bizarre “lightproof” bottle? Do we not already have milk cartons? Are they not light proof? At least they don’t have the horrible “plastic” taste that the old bottles and, I believe, the new ones have.

I don’t know anyone who was worried about sunlight getting into their milk. I know quite a few who are worried about the lack of light shining upon Fonterra and it’s practices.

Another day in the life….

•February 28, 2013 • Leave a Comment

Life continues to pull one in many directions – another comms paper done and dusted – back at chambers a clean air by-law shelved in favour of more education- a new post with college music dept – one has to envy those who have but one passion and follow it with a vengeance!? Or is there something to be said for being wooly in regards to the chosen path- a dabbler in many things but master of none! Chaos schmaos – there’s reports to write, a fashion collection to organise and half a bottle of bubbly to finish – cheers…!

life in the back lane

•November 21, 2012 • Leave a Comment

wow – where did the last two months go! resolution : one must take time to sit awhile and reflect – over a glass of wine perhaps – tho seems the bottle has been open a little too long …

Two funerals this month – neither close friends but both too young at 60ish – funerals are so nice nowdays tho – hearwarming and celebratory- we hear things we never knew about those we love(d) – we really should hear all that stuff about oursleves while we’re still alive – don’t you think – perhaps an annual “just in case” event – what could one call it I wonder….?

Columns all written ahead of time so I’ve done something constructive  – business awards and so many council meetings attended – along with numerous workshops – a shame I can’t put my finger on what I’ve learned but there you have it…

actually the wine doesn’t taste that bad once you get used to it…….

I finally had the ceilings painted – no da vinci wasn’t available – but  I guess I can finally put away the ladder that I’ve walked around in the kitchen for the last two years – “excuse my ceilings – I’m just about to start painting…”

another art gallery opening – beautiful heritage building – ex courthouse lovingly restored – lovely lady owner who’s always wanted to own such a place- congratualtions lynn! someone told her I teach music and seems she’s always wanted to play the ukulele – another ukulele orchestra is born – watch this space!

am going thru my diary as i write this and notice i must have missed octoberfest – assuming it’s in october!? damn!

the benny awards – great night – finally got to wear the gold sequinned butterfly (when i spread my arms) top – went and bought some 8inch (at least) platform heels for the occasion which was unfortunately held in a three level venue with a huge flight of stairs between bar and restaurant and venue room…

probably time i went home…….

 

 

the week that was

•September 27, 2012 • Leave a Comment

Tirau stop at Basil and Carols’ fabulous Loose Goose cafe – one of chef David Colman’s divine vegetarian starters the perfect sustenance during this period of calorie consciousness – the merlot probably didn’t help and a shame one couldn’t resist the trio of Kapiti ice creams…..

Auckland and the compulsory stop at the Clare Inn in Dominion Road for a freshen up after a long drive. Calamari salad just perfect – the guiness probably did nothing to lessen the girth but it is an Irish Pub after all and delightful at that!

Business meeting back in Putaruru and dins at Putaruru Arms with proprietress – a kindred spirit  also aiming for a summer bod – prawn salad this time but again washed down with a full bodied merlot. Oh dear.

Business meeting, council meeting – cleaning up the river the topic du jour – off soon to meet son in Hami – Hell pizza will no doubt be providing the sustenance tonight – they do a mean salad!

Dear Diary

•September 10, 2012 • Leave a Comment

Second week of September – empty diary – wow – Employment Law seminar this morning – interesting – time to stick head back in books – will keep posting this time now i’ve started – i really will this time….