How well do you know your neighbours

Good morning world, yesterday as you may have guessed I didn’t feel like writing a post, no real reason for it just realised in the afternoon that I hadn’t done a post so was looking for something easy to post so that is why you got what you got.

Anyway today I thought I would write about life in Australia compared to what life in Australia looks like in movies and television.

Shows like Neighbours and Home & Away make it seem like everyone in a street or neighbourhood know each other and get along and hang out with each other. I have never experienced anything like that. I know who all those who live in this complex are more or less but I don’t hang out with them, we don’t pop in and out of each other’s homes.

We nod or wave to each other if we pass each other in the driveway but pretty much we all keep to ourselves. I couldn’t tell you the first and last names of most of my neighbours, with the exception of Diane & Kevin and Cath I know their last names but I do not know the first and last names of any other neighbours. I do know most of their first names, there are 16 townhouses in this complex.

When I was growing up I remember my parents getting along with usually one neighbour, chatting to them most days but I never remember mum spending hours on end at a neighbours place.

Although mum did spend a lot of time with Mrs Kelly when dad was working in Sydney, well my sister Sandra says she did. Since by then I was married with 3 children I wasn’t home to know if mum was home or not.

I don’t really have any memories of my parents have friends they hung out with; both my parents usually spent their time with the family. Which may be why it seems normal to me to not have friends but instead have family.

What is it like for you, do you see a lot of your neighbours or do you pretty much keep to yourselves?

Summer, Tim, Sue and Blain

Good morning we are in for another hot day here in my part of the world, this morning I watched Summer while Kathy took Sydney-May for her last swimming lesson. I was woken this morning by a phone call of course Tim wouldn’t get up and answer it because he says it’s always for you well I get up answer the phone and it was of course for Tim, it was working calling him, he had to go in and do a school run before his shift.

Speaking of Tim he rang not long ago to tell me that some guy he works with had a heart attack and died last night and the guy was only in his 50’s. Of course this is not going to make Tim give up smoking and drinking and to be honest it wouldn’t make me give up things I like doing either. As I feel we are all different and just because on guy died doesn’t mean it my bad habits are going to shorten my life, we have all heard of the people who have lived it be in their 90’s or even 100 who smoked and drank their whole life.

Today is my sister Sue’s birthday she is turning 46 I sent her a text message wishing her a happy birthday. I gave her a present last Friday, a dress, a top, a book and some perfume she seemed to like what I got her.

The next birthday in the family is on Friday when my brother will turn 36, I have no idea what I am going to give him.

I will have Blain sleeping over tonight he wants to start staying over more often and I am all for that, I miss seeing him also. Of a weekend he goes to his dad’s so he can’t stay over then so I have said he can stay over during the week. However, his mum will have to take him to school as I will be going to see my nan and I may get picked up early around 8ish.

Good Afternoon

Oh hell what another warm no make that hot day here in my part of the world, I have to have the air conditioner on like I have done for the last few days.

Yesterday I was up at 6am with Leo, I was not a happy chappy as I had told Jessica that her and Leo could stay but she would have to get up with him. Well as it turned out on Saturday night she called in to pick up her house keys as she was going home for the night and Leo got out of the car to see papa and wouldn’t leave so what did papa say “go get in bed with nanna” so Leo stayed and Jessica went home and that meant I had to get up with him in the morning.

On a different note Tim is on afternoon work again, and that means for me a nice quiet afternoon and evening. Recently I have found that I am not eating as much, this morning I made pancakes for breakfast I ate only 1 of them. When I went to get fresh bread I bought myself some hot chips for lunch but ate only 6 chips, I have put the rest of the aside and will reheat them for tea tonight I am not wasting $2.95. Thankfully the air fryer reheats them nicely. Nothing wrong with eating less……….

I have been in a lot of pain today with my back, any movement causes pain and yes I have taken pain relief and it has helped but still the pain is there.

Jessica went back to her place this morning after her run it is nice when she does that although most of the time her being here doesn’t bother me.

I have also bought a couple of other personalised things for Christmas this morning good thing Tim doesn’t know how much I spend on things at Christmas time, because trust me he would complain because he likes to complain.

Well this is a post about nothing much just this and that which is fine nothing wrong with that either.

Now for British Submarines during the First World War

Ok now it’s time to talk about British Submarines, at the start of the 20th century all submarines were crude machines and those in the British Navy were no exception. However, by the end of the First World War the development had come so far that it would pretty much remain the same at the start of the Second World War.

The British Submarine Service was a volunteer branch of the Royal Navy. Those who worked in the early submarines had to both effective and efficient workers and intelligent enough to use machinery that was complex for the time. The Submarine Service was never short of volunteers and the Navy could afford to pick the very best after a thorough selection process. Those volunteers who made it past the selection process then faced a lengthy training programme. Pre-1914, those who joined the Submarine Service saw themselves as an elite force within the Navy and this caused resentment amongst those who worked in surface ships.

The first British submarine, pictured above, was launched on November 2nd 1902, a Captain by the name of Roger Bacon invented the submarine’s periscope, and the periscope was raised and lowered by the use of a ball and socket joint. This type of periscope would remain the same throughout the First World War, although modifications were made to the lenses to improve visibility.

There were smaller submarines like the Holland and its successor, the A-class submarine; these were restricted to coastal duties because of their size. Roger Bacon wanted a small-calibre gun on the deck of the B class submarine but was prevented in doing so by Lord Walter Kerr the First Sea Load who never gave his full support to the Submarine Service.

During the war, Britain invented three new types of torpedo, one was powered by oxygen those powered by compressed air left a tell-tale wake in the water, oxygen is soluble in water and left no tell-tale wake. Another was a circling torpedo the theory behind this was that if it had missed its main target it might hit another. Then there was the acoustic or magnetic torpedo which was attracted to the noise made by a ship’s propellers or would attach to the metal hull of the ship. This torpedo was of little use in the First World War but would leave its mark during the Second World War.

The inside of a Holland submarine was very cramped. The captain stood with his head in a windowed cupola and on each side of his head was a six-inch steering wheel – one for horizontal steering and the other for vertical steering. Using both wheels and giving orders out to the crew must have been demanding in times of calm – let alone when the captain was under pressure. Later designs of the Holland moved the steering wheels elsewhere.


5 Things Friday

Here is my first 5 things Friday post for this blog it is the first of many, so here we are……………

12 People at breakfast

Being told I spoil Leo and not the other grandchildren

Rocking a new dress………..should have taken a photo

Paying off my Christmas toy layby

A small pile of letters to answer over the weekend





Me being tired and Jessica being in pain again

Good morning world, I guess some of you would had noticed I wasn’t around blogland yesterday. Well this was because yesterday I was so very tired it felt like I was on autopilot all day, just going through the motions. I tried to write a post but just ended up looking at a blank page so gave up. I tried to read posts but again found myself just staring at the screen not reading so gave up. I ended up going back to bed for a bit and when I got up again I felt about the same so that really worked…………not……

Then last night after I had spoken to mum on the phone I started getting the stabbing pains in the head (cluster headaches) again so I took some strong pain meds and went back to bed.

This morning I seem ok no headache not really tired or anything so let’s see how the day goes.

Now let me tell you about Tuesday afternoon/night around 4.20pm I get this phone call from Leo he is distressed as his mum is laying on the floor crying in pain from her back. I tried to talk to Jessica but that didn’t go well as she was screaming and crying and I couldn’t really understand her, I asked if she wanted me to come down she snapped NO so I didn’t.

Leo rings me back about 10 minutes later saying “come and do something nanna she is hurting my ears”. The next thing I know Jessica is ringing me saying she has called an ambulance as the pain is so bad.

So I get in the car and go to her place, the ambos are there and Leo is upset and excited at the same time, anyway they took her to Belmont hospital and Leo of course wanted to go in the ambulance with her. I had to tell him I would take him to the hospital to see her after we came home and got papa. I really didn’t want to take him as I knew he would just get bored and play up.

So we come home and he is ok for a couple of hours then he decided he was going to see mum and tried to run off to find her so we had to take him to the hospital to see her.

Well we get to the hospital she is not in emergency but down in GP access and she is in a lot of pain again, the pain stuff they gave her had worn off. She had been sitting there 20 minutes and was shaking with pain and cold after about 10 minutes the called her in and of course Leo wanted to go in with her so I took him in and then of course after he saw what was happening which was not much he wanted to leave and go back to papa.

So the doctor eventually sees her and does nothing, gives he nothing for the pain and send her home, what a bloody waste of time. She cried all the way back to mine, and when we get home Tim decides to rub some Voltaren into her back and that did the trick.

I dropped Tim, Leo and Jessica off at home and went to Macca’s to get food as I hadn’t eaten and by the time I got back took me about 10 minutes Jessica is sitting on the lounge talking to Tim not in pain.

So yesterday I went and bought her creams and a spray to have at home so next time she gets the pain she can get Leo to rub some cream into her back or spray the stuff on her back the spray is an ice spray that my niece swears by for her back pain.

Oh yeah because they spent Tuesday night here I had to drive them home at 7am yesterday and take Leo to OOSH. Of course for some reason when I dropped him at OOSH he got into a mood and wanted to leave with me but the woman in charge who’s name I cannot remember right now came outside and took hold of him and I just left.

Went to see nan yesterday, she was about the same both mum and I agree that even though we would be sad to see her pass away we feel that it would be for the best as she is just existing from day to day, unable to really talk, move, feed herself or have control of her bodily functions and as much as we love seeing her it also can be upsetting seeing her if that makes any sense. I think I might tell her next week if she wants to go and be with pop that is ok with us, just so she knows.

Well I have rambled on about my life for long enough so I will now post this for all to read. When you blog your life really is an open book.

Gough Whitlam and things we don’t say

Good morning world, guess what I slept in this morning the first thing I thought when I got up was I slept in the second thought was I don’t feel well so maybe that is why I slept in…………..I am now up and dressed but really don’t feel like doing much of anything this morning.

It looks cold and wet outside, I am in long pants and socks on my feet as it is cold, have to say this weather lately is annoying, it’s hot then cold then hot again sometimes all in one day.

Now here is a question for you do you ever find yourself over stretching while on the toilet, I have there have been times when I am on the toilet wiping my bum and think to myself stop stretching Jo-Anne where do you think your bum is in the next room. Really have no idea why I do that but I do and it is annoying but being annoying doesn’t seem to stop me stretching like my bum is in another room. Yes I know you are wondering why on earth I would share this with the world but hell my life is an open book and I share many embarrassing things.

The big news here today is that Gough Whitlam has died he was our 21st Prime Minister, what I remember about him is that he was the only Prime Minister to be sacked from office that happened in 1975. Although everything I am hearing on the telly this morning is that he did a lot of good for the country in the 3 short years he was Prime Ministers. He brought in no fault divorce, which is a good thing; he is also the one who brought home our troops from Vietnam.

Moving on to things that are not said in Australia by Australians, like “crikey” the only person who said that was Steve Irwin (the crocodile hunter),

Also don’t hear people saying “fair dinkum” that was a saying from my grandfather’s generation.

We also don’t say “g’day” usually we say “hi” or “hello”, also my generation and young generations don’t call women “sheila” that is also one for past generations.

Lastly we don’t use the term “root” because here it means to have sex, it is often used in place of f****k. So to say you are rooting for someone just sounds wrong.

Ok that is enough dribble for this post, hope all have a good day, or night or whatever it is where you are.