I think I have been really good on this blog and held back on all my rants, but today I have a few I just need to get off my chest.
YAHOO!
I know Yahoo is changing its system and I know it is SUPPOSED to be for the better but right at the moment, it just isn't. The page has a weird flicker to it and if you use the spell check, a separate pane comes up explaining how to use spell check. It comes up every single time you sign on and use it, despite clicking the 'don't show again' button. Is this progress? Even worse, I haven't been able to access my emails properly for days now. Since yesterday it has been impossible to delete emails - which as you know, is something I just HAVE to do. In fact, I haven't been able to fully open my emails for days. Come on Yahoo, pull your finger out! Phew, that is that rant done with.
UPSTAIRS!
The noisy family upstairs went on holiday leaving dad at home. Hurrah! no kids jumping around. Huh! apparently it isn't just the kids who make the jumping noise. Fed up with it the other evening I phoned up and asked the dad to tell the kids (whom I presumed had returned) to stop jumping around. It turned out that they were still away and he blamed it on the dog - a little Westie! I suspect HE was jumping around with the dog, since it stopped after I complained. This drives me NUTS! Have they never heard of noise pollution?
AMY BLOOMING WINEHOUSE!
Is anyone else out there fed up with hearing her name? Every ad break on the channel we most often watch on television, starts with a trailer for an Amy Winehouse documentary, which will be shown this Sunday. Apparently we have all been left 'reeling' by the news of her death. Really? Do you know anyone who has been left reeling by the news? Is anyone out there actually surprised that a druggie-drunk killed herself one way or another? Of course it is sad and a great musical loss, but do we really need to get in this state of mass hysteria over it? Cash strapped Camden Council is planning a memorial for her. Wow, I'm sure all the elderly waiting for services, or the parents waiting for childcare provision, will be happy to wait longer, whilst valuable time is wasted thinking up a memorial and valuable money is spent on making the thing.
Why doesn't her family pay for it from Amy's money, or let all those reeling fans reel to a memorial fund donation box? My uncle said it best, if they want to put a memorial up for her, put a bottle bank outside her house!
Right, I am sooooooo glad I got all that off my chest, so now on to nicer things. Stop laughing, I am not in a bad mood!
Last weekend Alan and I went to Pollo Chicken for lunch. I couldn't get a good picture, so I have badly cropped one quickly. Oh, the taste of that fried garlic on top of the succulent chicken. I am salivating just thinking about it!
After lunch, we walked alongside the Klong, which runs next to the tobacco company. It always amazes me that these little houses are still there, surrounded by the big blocks.
I often wonder whether they own the land they are on or whether they are squatting. Perhaps they are just too close to the klong, to be much of a problem to anyone.
Isn't it funny that even on the most humble looking of houses, satellite dishes are still to be found!
The great cacophony of noise I heard whilst I was in Paragon Mall this week, caused me to go hunt down the source. It was a very large group of terribly excited schoolchildren sitting outside the aquarium. They were all sitting cross legged on the floor, in lines, whilst the teachers were handing out stickers to them. I took a couple of photos before they noticed me, then a few of the children started waving. It was a bit like the child in the back of a car syndrome, once I had waved back to the child, he would wave again, then I would, then he would. The problems was solved by getting off the escalator I was on and going into a shop. Well, that was my excuse and I'm sticking to it.
Alan has just come in to tell me that we are leaving very soon, so get ready now. I will save the rest of my post until later. I have something really good to show you!


Kim,
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just happy you are there when things involved with the blog don't work.
And - I am so homesick!!! At first I thought all the kids in the red shirts were protesters.
Funny how we are conditioned. Janice
i have finally housetrained my upstairs neighbours - hardly any music and no longer the 2 hours in the middle of the night walking on wooden floors with high heels while they get ready to go out. Its the worst thing so i understand - what an idiot for him not to know how much noise he was causing - of course i'm an old lady and i get away with banging on the ceiling.
ReplyDeleteYou don't have any luck with neighbours do you - didn't you have the same in Singapore? What a nightmare. Hope they get the message.
ReplyDeleteAs for Winehouse- hear hear! We were in the UK when she died and couldn't believe the coverage. The news would do a one minute piece about the people starving in East Africa and how women were having to make heartbreaking decisions about leaving dying children on side of road so they had more chance of reaching aid with other children and then a 10 minute piece about a drug addict who had a good voice. Beyond comprehension!
So when your upstairs noise maker turned out to be the Westie, did you soften a bit? Did it help a wee bit? I'm smiling .....
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