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April 2016 in Pictures

17 May, 2016

Another month, another late start.  It’s been a busy first half of May, with a couple of mini-breaks and lots of spring chores.  Some of these activities were commemorated with a photo or two, which you’ll see if I actually get off my duff and post photos once June gets here, in addition to which I’ve been quite lazy.  The weather has been gorgeous and it’s quite a waste to spend it sitting in front of my PC.

The best news, as far as I’m concerned is, after quite a slump where I dumped not one, but three books because they weren’t ringing my bells, I’m in the heart of a real page-turner and loving it.  I’m also back to my yarn crafts, which I’d set aside along about Christmastime after a furious batch of finishes for gifts, which burned me out a little bit.  As I type this, my first real finish since picking up the needles again is now upstairs soaking in preparation for being blocked.

So, here’s some of what happened in April.

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We started a rainy month with a delicious afternoon tea at Number Twelve in Bloomsbury

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As you can see, I was delighted

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Someone really special celebrated his birthday

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We got into decluttering (look closely to see Attie “helping”)

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I tried out that tee-shirt/box/catbed hack, and it was a hit

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Attie received a visitor, and found the experience …. thrilling

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And I decided to start another Big Ass Blanket™

So, as you can see, it was a fun month, and May has gone even better.  I hope to be better about sharing my photos when the month has ended.  Thanks for reading my blog, my friends.

 

March 2016 in Photos

20 April, 2016

It just occurred to me that I never got around to displaying the photos that kind of show what I got up to in March.  Thoroughly a matter of forgetfulness on my part.  Middle-age brain must be a thing, because my memory, never a powerful arrow in my quiver, is becoming even more slapdash.  I can remember what day a certain case settled at one of my first law firms, but I can’t remember what I did two days ago.  Thank goodness for social media and for diaries.  At least I can look back and remind myself of the fun I had.

In any event, here are some photos depicting the shenanigans I got into in the month that recently went out like a lamb.

The month started with me finally getting sick of things falling off of my dresser, and clearing it of debris.  In the course of doing the task, I found jewelry that I’d forgotten receiving, souvenirs from trips I’d taken two years ago, and more dust than an asthmatic should ever breathe.  The end result (which, as of this writing – six weeks later – still looks nice) was very much worth it.  This was well in advance of me hearing about Marie Kondo and truly getting into disposing of large numbers of possessions.

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The tidying kick began

Early in the month, we were able to visit the Imperial War Museum to see an exhibition celebrating Lee Miller’s work during WWII.  I’m ashamed to say that I didn’t know anything about her, though some of the photographs were ones that made me say “well, I’ve seen *that* one!”  Very interesting collection, and beautifully presented.

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We revisited a venue for afternoon tea, and found the experience to be much nicer the second time around.

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The rest feature Attie – sorry not sorry; he’s damn cute.  We played footsie; he played paw-peekaboo from one of his sleeping spots; he watched over my shoulder; and, finally, he enjoyed watching the doggie dancing at Crufts.  I may not be his favorite person, but he tolerates me enough that I think I’ll keep him.

April is already full of fun adventures, with more in store, I’m sure.  Let’s hope I have some sort of ability to take a picture or two.

February 2016 Reads & Reviews

14 March, 2016

I spent a good chunk of February sick with a bad cold, and the most I could find energy to do was to tap my tablet screen in Simpsons Tapped Out and Township.  Since March rolled in, I’m still hooked on the games and reading is taking a hit (as is a lot of other stuff).  Oh well, I’m having fun and that’s all that matters to me at the moment.

When I started to feel more human, David and I went to a wonderful book sale at the Epsom Methodist Church, and came home with lots of excellent reads.  I’ll get to them … eventually.

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The Epsom Book Fair Haul

In the meantime, on to the reviews:

50 Books: (6)
15,000 Pages: (1,045)
Historical fiction: (3)
Chunkster (0)

5. Bombshell
Author:  Barbara Allan
Genre:  Hollywood Fiction
Pages: 217
Rating: **** (out of 5)

This is the kind of book that demands a suspension of disbelief. I had to check my cynicism and just roll with it. Then the fun begins.

The foundation of the story is Khrushchev’s 1959 visit to the United States, and his meeting with Marilyn Monroe (which really happened). Throw in some political intrigue, a few fun chases and Khrushchev’s famous shoe, and you’ve got yourself a cracking little page-turner.

There were two things Khrushchev wanted to do on his visit. He wanted to meet Marilyn (which he did) and he wanted to visit Disneyland (which he didn’t). The authors had so much fun expanding on this and imagining how to have their very real historical figures behave in fictional (yet fairly plausible) ways.

I’m being deliberately vague as to the entire plot because part of the fun for me was in discovering the story as it progressed, and I’d rather not be the one to ruin that experience for you. I can tell you that I like wit, a bit of thrill, and real-life figures in fictional situations, and I liked this a lot. I want to see what else has been written by these folks, because I found this to be a treat.

6. Swastika Over Paris
Author: Jeremy Josephs
Genre: History
Pages: 191

Rating: **** (out of 5)

How I came to read this was rather a circuitous tale. I got a recommendation for a novel based during this period, and in reading reviews of that, I saw repeated references to “the much better telling of the story” in Swastika Over Paris. I’m glad that I opted to read this instead of the novel.

What Jeremy Josephs brings to light is how, when the Nazis came to France, and then occupied Paris, some French citizens were not only willing, but eager to send in their Jewish neighbors. All one had to do was send in a letter saying “so and so is a Jew and she isn’t wearing her star,” and you could make someone you didn’t like disappear.

Also present in Swastika Over Paris is perhaps the most chilling example of the frog in the saucepan that I’ve ever read. Armand Kohn was a French Jew with impeccable claim to his citizenship and high standing in the community. He complied with all the regulations. He even tried to eliminate “escapes” from the hospital where he was administrator. He declined suggestion, insistence and begging with regard to packing up his family and move to a safer country. He had the means, and his friends and family members were able to warn him well in advance as to what was coming. His response was universally “as long as we are together, we will be fine.” Even when he and his family are in a boxcar being deported, he is holding fast to this fantasy. In this case, the fate that he and his family suffered was entirely and easily avoidable, and I spent most of the pages devoted to his story saying “get out of there!” out loud.

Infuriatingly, the ever-eager monster (who was deporting even more Jews, even faster than Eichmann was asking – he was so keen) not only survived the War, but lived a peaceful and protected life in Egypt and died the natural death that was denied to his many victims. Despite the efforts of the Klarsfelds (who are my heroes, and who I was thrilled to see discussed in this book) and many others, he was only able to be convicted in absentia, and he was completely unrepentant of his actions. His only regret was that he wasn’t able to eliminate all of Paris’s Jewry. They even knew the address where he was living – why he wasn’t brought to justice is a mystery that nobody would be able to adequately solve for me.

There’s much more to the story, despite the shortness of the book. I haven’t even mentioned the brave, young woman who fought in the Resistance, or the various ugliness that the innocents encountered when they were warehoused in Drancy and later at Auschwitz and other death camps.

This information is timely and important. We are losing the last of the survivors of the Holocaust at a ever-increasing rate. The last survivor of Treblinka passed away in early 2016. It is up to us, who were born after this happened, to pick up the banner and make sure the horror is never forgotten.

Unfortunately, I’m finding one of the books that I’m currently reading to be slow going.  I’m sticking with it because I hear that it’s worth it and I’m almost halfway through now.  I find that when my reading is uninspiring, I am easily distracted.  Maybe that’s why I’m more interested in helping the Simpsons rebuild Springfield than I am in the story unfolding on the page.
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Until next time…

February 2016 in Photos

13 March, 2016

I’m running a little late with my photos post this month, mostly because I’ve been having fun with the beginning of March.  If you are a Facebook friend, you already know that I spent most of February feeling unwell, and my photos could be distilled down to one of a bottle of cold medicine and a box of anti-bacterial tissues.  However, some nice things happened, and I took a photo or two.

 

 

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I began the month wrapped in love (as crocheted by my friend Diane).

 

 

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I was privileged to meet someone who worked with Buster Keaton at the Cirque Medrano

 

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I found a free cat tree/playhouse thingie for Attie

 

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Which he *loves*

 

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We went to the Epsom (which should be called “Epic”) book fair, and came home with a respectable haul.

 

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Mostly I took naps, though, which look cuter when Attie takes them, so I include a picture of him instead of me

January 2016 in Photos

9 February, 2016

January started off with a lot of activity, and ended fairly quietly, with me doing a lot of things that would not be interesting to photo (starting reorganization of my dresser, for instance).  I’ve been busy during the whole month, but not with exciting projects, I’m afraid.  Here, however, are some highlights.

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Artwork appears in unexpected places here in London – this is at Carnaby Street

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We tried a new afternoon tea – the Fried Chicken Afternoon Tea at Ma Plucker near Carnaby Street

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And the very next day, we had a more traditional repast at the Elizabeth Hotel

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I received a ridiculously large box from Amazon for a smallish tube of knitting supplies (pictured and dwarfed by the box). Even Attie couldn’t figure it out.

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And then we got a new teapot (box not shown, but appropriately sized)

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I modeled earrings I’ve owned and loved for more than 20 years

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And Attie modeled the big ass blanket that I only made last Winter

I’ve already had some lovely experiences in February, and I look forward to sharing those next month.

 

January 2016 Reads and Reviews

9 February, 2016

I’m a little late out of the gate with my January reviews, but for good reasons.  The Mister and I have been out and about and I’ve not been near my PC for much of the last week, I’m happy to say.  We’re just now getting our first dose of winter, which means bundling up a bit, but there’s a Preston Sturges Season at the BFI right now, so we’ve been seeing as many of those movies as we could.

50 Books: (4)
15,000 Pages: (637)
Historical fiction: (2)
Chunkster (0)

1. Life Below Stairs: True Lives of Edwardian Servants
Author:  Alison Maloney
Genre:  Social History
Pages: 192
Rating: *** (out of 5)

This is a very basic overview of what life was like for those “in service” in the manor houses during the Edwardian period. Accent on the word “overview.” There is nothing in-depth here. It’s perfect for those who loved Downton Abbey (and, before that, Upstairs, Downstairs) and would like to know how the shows and real life differ. It also helps if you haven’t read any other, more encyclopedic, references.

Life Below Stairs is very short, so if one is in a hurry to learn these things, it’s good for that. There is precious little in the way of getting to know any one specific job, however, so if you’re looking for something meaty, this is not the book for you.

I was slightly disappointed as I was looking for slightly more than was on offer here. If I weren’t already familiar, based on other reading and documentaries, with life in service, I might have found this quite helpful. For me, however, it only skimmed the surface with information I already knew.

2. Strictly GI: The WWII Letters of Corporal Wanda Renn
Author: Patricia Arnold
Genre: History/Memoir
Pages: 158
Rating: **** (out of 5)

This collection of letters saved through several generations gives the experiences of a young WAC during WWII. Since we don’t have the replies, there are a few mysteries here, but that’s part of the fun.

The biggest mystery, to me, is why the editor’s mother (daughter of the letter writer) forbade her from reading the letters, even after Wanda Renn had died, and even when she (the editor was well into her adulthood). Now that I’ve read them, I don’t understand this – I would be proud to share this young woman’s thoughts, enthusiasm, humor and sheer pride at doing her little bit to make a positive difference in the world.

Wanda writes about the difficulties in getting various luxuries, and about the friends she meets during the course of her work. There are things that made me say “I wonder what the story was there?” but at the end, Patricia Arnold does her best to fill in those gaps. I’d love to know what the “old trouble” was that put Wanda in the infirmary, though.

If the responsive letters had been around, providing more of a conversation than a monologue, I think this would have been a five-star read. Even so, it’s enjoyable, breezy and uplifting reading from a time when a whole generation pulled together for a common cause.

3. We Sink or Swim Together
Author: Gill Paul
Genre: Historical Fiction/Long Short Story/Short Novella
Pages: 43
Rating: ***** (out of 5)

I like Gill Paul a lot – probably because the first book I read by her, Women and Children First, was about the Titanic, so I was predisposed to be interested. The setting for this little story is the Lusitania, in May of 1915. I started it expecting a love story, and We Sink or Swim Together delivered beautifully.

Gerda Nielson was returning to her family after working in the States for five years. On the ship, she meets Jack Welsh, who is also heading back to England. An instant rapport occurs….

I would hope that most people would know why the Lusitania is an important backdrop. Gill Paul seems to be drawn to writing about shipboard drama, and she does it well. She’s got a lot to delve into for future books, too, so she’s given herself a great launching pad. I enjoyed this little “keep the fans entertained” story that helped me bide my time until I start the next novel.

4. Booth
Author: David Robertson
Genre: Historical Fiction
Pages: 244
Rating: *** (out of 5)

It took me a long time to read this relatively slim volume, and I think that’s part of why my rating is closer to three stars than four. While the story, by the end, was an interesting one, I had a hard time caring enough about it to put other things I was reading down in order to get back to it.

John Surratt, Jr. was the only one of the accused Booth conspirators to live to the end of his natural life. His mother, on the other hand, was executed along with three others in connection with the assassination, and the strength of the evidence that convicted her has been a matter of endless debate for more than 150 years.

This book is about John Surratt, however, and the author’s novelization of his friendship with John Wilkes Booth. Booth here is manipulative and smarmy; Surratt naive and needy. Surratt is initially awed by Booth’s attentions, and then disillusioned.

The story is highly fictionalized, though Robertson takes time in the afterword to tell us what was real and what was part of his imagination. It is intriguing to consider what might have occurred if Surratt and D.W. Griffith had met and if Surratt had shared his memories, but that experience exists only in the pages of this novel. Ditto Surratt working as a photographer’s assistant.

There are a lot of “what ifs” here, but that’s what makes historical fiction enjoyable. Taking the known narrative and asking how differently the story might go if a few curve balls had been thrown into the mix is great fun.

I’m well into my first read of February, though I’m moving a bit more slowly on the reading front this month.  I’m enjoying what I’m reading, however, and that’s what matters.
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Reading Later, Cuddles and a Nap Right Now

New Project – A Month in Photos

3 January, 2016

I really enjoyed my 365 Good Things posts last year, but posting every day was time-consuming for me, and it became a chore.  I was not actually enjoying the moments, since I was so intent on documenting them.

I do miss the chronicle, however, and have been thinking ever since I discontinued the 365 Good Things project (June 2015) about how to document my life without giving up a good portion of it.  Thus, we arrive at A Month in Photos.

My iPad is with me every single day.  There are some days when I never turn on my computer, and some weeks when I’m never near my phone (blissful, blissful weeks).  But my iPad?  It’s a lifeline, a direct route to answers and a useful camera for catching those lovely moments that make me happy.

A good place for me to start would be with December 2015.  There was lots to remember, what with Christmas, knitted gifts, dog-sitting and all, and I hope that at some point these images will give me a visual diary to help me recall nice things during challenging days.  I hope my friends will enjoy going through the process with me.

So, to begin, as they say, at the beginning.

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A Dec 1 Knitting Finish-A Scarf for My Friend Martha

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A Visit from Izzy

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Some Pretty Yarn Just for ME

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Another Scarf-This One for Our Cupcake Lady

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Fancy Toes – Just Because

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Feast of Roast Beast at Christmas

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Taking Care of Weegie

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Much Needed Rest at the End of a Long Year

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