tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31827112391634803682024-03-07T14:34:01.405+11:00Good Morning Travellin' PenguinDiary of a writing, reading, animal loving, travelling Penguin and his mate who love collecting Penguin books, taking photographs and talking to people about Tasmania, AustraliaTravellin' Penguinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06286703342642772792noreply@blogger.comBlogger379125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3182711239163480368.post-86902743116532015242016-10-29T12:03:00.003+11:002016-10-29T12:09:56.190+11:00Goodbye Blogspot- Hello WordpressPlease go to <b style="font-size: x-large;">(our new home)</b><br />
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However as I travelled through the UK and signed in and our of various servers blogspot just couldn't handle it. First I lost my blog roll. Then my stats were acting up.<br />
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I tend to learn technology fairly quickly but there are some areas of wordpress I am confused by but I will work it out.<br />
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I will keep this blog address in the blogroll list in our new house (so to speak) so old posts can still be found.<br />
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I have been thinking of transferring the Penguin and myself to wordpress for quite awhile now but thought the effort might be too much.<br />
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However as I travelled through the UK and signed in and our of various servers blogspot just couldn't handle it. First I lost my blog roll. Then my stats were acting up.<br />
When I lost the tabs that linked all of my Penguin series in my large vintage Penguin collection I spat the dummy so to speak.<br />
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I tend to learn technology fairly quickly but there are some areas of wordpress I am confused by but I will work it out.<br />
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I will keep this blog address in the blogroll list in our new house (so to speak) so old posts can still be found.<br />
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2017 is fast approaching and I am looking forward to new challenges, new books, new travels and new books in my collection in a new home. Please bear with us as we stumble around finding our way for a couple of months.<br />
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<br />Travellin' Penguinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06286703342642772792noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3182711239163480368.post-84236823759001888542016-10-22T14:01:00.000+11:002016-10-22T14:01:05.767+11:00Remnants of the UK Trip Through Arthur Pepper<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I have finished this book and I must say in my jet lagged haze it was a comfortable read. No terror, suspense, misogyny, war or animal cruelty. A tale about Arthur, whose wife died one year previously and he is still in mourning. As one year has now passed he goes upstairs to finally remove her clothes from the wardrobe. In the toe of a boot he finds a gold charm bracelet with several beautiful charms.<br />
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This tale is his quest to find out about her life that he knew nothing about by tracking down the history behind each charm. The characters in the English village are charming with touches of reality to their situations in life.<br />
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There is the too kind neighbour, her sullen teenage son Nathan who was a pleasant surprise after awhile. There were the strangers he either talked to (in India) or met in Paris. Throw in a couple of headstrong, dysfunctional grown up children and you have it.<br />
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It is the kind of book one might read while curled up on the couch in a comfy robe, hot drink on a rainy day, maybe if you have a headache. It won't be for everyone as several of the tales are just too crazy to believe and reality does fly out the window on occasion but everyone seems to do okay in the end. I thought it was fun to follow his quest.<br />
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Food is warm, beds are sometimes comfy, people are generally nice to each other though eccentric. If you enjoyed Harold Fry or the 100 Year Old man who left the nursing home through the window then you will probably enjoy this book.<br />
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I had to laugh as on my recent trip to the UK with my friend JW we got into some pretty solid routines. Big breakfast, lunch at a pub or cafe around 1:30, several hours of driving and sight seeing. Then at night we disappeared into our separate rooms to post pictures, write letters home and our evening meal was cereal, milk, yogurt, fruit or a salad. Something we picked up in the local Value store or Tesco. We enjoyed our down time but one thing that seemed to be consistent was our quest to find a great biscuit (cookie). JW loved the chocolate digestives. She cannot get them in the USA where she lives. I can get them but don't' care for them. Give me a crispy chocolate chip cookie with a moist center. No matter what your preference is biscuits were a daily topic of conversation between us.<br />
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I was reading Arthur Pepper when I came across the following paragraph that made me laugh out loud.<br />
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I have no idea if anyone who reads this has read this book but if so I would love to know what you thought. I had not heard of it but we saw it on a shelf in one of our B & B rooms while we travelled and we both noted the title and author to check up on it later. I was not disappointed. </div>
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Travellin' Penguinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06286703342642772792noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3182711239163480368.post-71354999353011594412016-10-15T03:03:00.002+11:002016-10-15T03:17:42.776+11:00On The Way Home<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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The Penguin is packed and I am sitting in a large Dublin Hotel waiting to leave for the airport. My flight is not until 10:35 pm so I don't need to get there until around 7:00 pm.<br />
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I have had all day not talking to anyone but the person who sold me a coffee earlier this afternoon. I sat in the lobby downstairs as it is a large conference hotel at the end of the Dublin Runway and lots of really comfortable couches and chairs downstairs.<br />
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I noticed on this blog that blogger has done something strange to my page. First it has deleted all the lists of Penguin books I had arranged under the title page of books owned in all the series. I will have to decide if I reload them all or not. The lists are not lost, just the placement of the lists on the blog so people can see what books are in my library. So I can see what books are in my library especially while hunting for them. Is this important to continue? I am not sure. Perhaps the main list is all I need to repost. Will look at it on my large desktop computer when I get home.<br />
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Then they have also deleted the Blogroll down the left side. I had listed all of the blogs I follow regularly. It is just gone. So while I sat downstairs this afternoon looking for anything to do I googled all of the blogs I could remember that I follow and just subscribed to them via email. I think I will put them back up as I believe some people do use the list to catch up on other blogs. I know I often read others' lists of blogs they follow and have found some good ones doing that.<br />
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I have had a person or two write me to say that but I wonder if it is any longer the case.<br />
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At least I won't miss out on reading them anymore as they come directly to my <u>travellinpenguin gmail</u> account. Will think about it.<br />
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It is the story of a man whose children are grown and his wife has been dead for exactly one year. It is time to clear her things away. He is dreading doing that but once he gets stuck into it he discovers a gold charm bracelet in the toe of one of her boots he has never seen before. There is a single name and a phone number inscribed on it from India. Amazingly he calls the number and chats to the man who gave it to her. Evidently she cared for him when he was a teenager. The Indian boy loved her then but at the time was jealous as he grew older and his sisters got the attention. He made up a lie that got her sacked and always regretted his actions. He gave her a golden elephant charm. But...interesting...the bracelet has other charms. Her husband wants to know the story behind all of the charms and now the story begins.<br />
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According to the blurb on the back of the book he begins to travel. He has never been out of the UK before and thus another quirky travel tale begins. Shades of the 100 Year Old Man Who Went through the Window and The Unlikely Pilgrimage of Harold Fry. <br />
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I have no idea of whether it is any good. Only published this year I look forward to seeing all of the quirky people he meets, stories he hears and what the story is behind all of the charms. It seems to be an easy read and if there is nothing good on the Boxed Sets on the plane I may continue reading it.<br />
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I find it hard to concentrate on books while travelling on a plane. There are so many interruptions and I seem to reread the same paragraph again and again. But as I never sleep on a plane and I have at least 23 hours in the air maybe I can squeeze it in.<br />
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I'll let you know. Not being one to always enjoy modern stories I do like the premise of this book.<br />
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I hope I have signed up to all of the book blogs I follow as I have followed these particular ones for such awhile I would miss them. If I don't comment on your blog soon please send me the name of it either in the comments below or at travellinpenguin at gmail dot com.<br />
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Off into the wilds I go. <br />
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We have pretty much finished up our travels around the southern part of Ireland. We began in Dublin, went around the southeast to the southern coast then came up the west coast ending in Dublin.<br />
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We have had so much beautiful scenery to talk about. It has been fun but extremely tiring. We drop into our rooms in the evening and try to post pictures to our relatives and friends on Facebook and write a few emails.<br />
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I always need news from home from Mr. Penguin and my dogs and cats. Evidently my little terrier Molly had a bath and she fluffed up so much she is three times her size. I will be glad to see them when I get home on Sunday.<br />
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Tomorrow we drive from Galways to Dublin, return the rental car and stay over in a hotel. We both fly out on Friday. My friend is going back to the heat of south Florida and I am on my 30 hour trip home to Australia. I am looking forward to it. I hope Emirates has some good boxed sets and I have downloaded books and magazines onto my Samsung tablet.<br />
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We have had some funny experiences along the way. As one can imagine a long car trip has conversations about all things real and silly. We go to solving the problems of the world, how children should be raised, funny stories from our work days together almost 30 years ago and google.<br />
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Every time we stumble in a conversation such as who played in that movie, who sang that song, what was the last lyrics in a nursery rhyme we say we are going to google it. We began keeping a notebook of things to look up on google at the end of the day.<br />
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When did people begin smoking meat to store it? Who sang a particular song in the movie White Christmas with Bing Crosby? Details about Edgar Allen Poe or Alfred Hitchcock. We have covered a lot while riding longer distances in cars.<br />
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Yesterday we stopped at a craft and book store along the Atlantic coast. My friend was looking at woollen sweaters and scarfs. I was taking photos of books because I like the book covers and often turn the pictures into bookmarks. Without even thinking about it I took photos of five books.<br />
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The book seller was very angry. He seemed angry when we walked in. My friend asked him about the marble in the mountains and if it comes from here. He was very short with her and snapped out half an answer.<br />
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When I went to pay for a blank journal I was buying because I loved the cover so much he didn't even want to wait on me. Then he snapped about all the people photographing books and not buying anything. Hey, I was buying a journal that looked like a book. He absolutely stormed away and if looks could kill. I have met rude booksellers before but this guy really took the cake.<br />
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Of course that led to several hours of conversation about how unhappy he must be. I still have the photos. I won't buy those books on Book Depository or Amazon. I just wanted to revisit the covers of the Irish books. They were interesting. One should not jump to conclusions.<br />
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One of the Irish B and B's we stayed in had several books on the shelf by Maeve Binchy. How Irish is that?<br />
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We went through James Joyce's country yesterday west of Galway. Couldn't find a lot of information on his past but noticed his books for sale in several shops. No, I have never read Ulysses. It's one of those books you want to say you've read but haven't. I might remedy that, I might not.<br />
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I will leave you with pictures of the Penguin travelling with us along the way up the west coast as far as Galway and the peninsula it rests upon.<br />
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I'll be back once the jet lag passes.<br />
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Yesterday we went to Powerscourt Gardens. That was gloriously beautiful. It even had a pet cemetery on the grounds. Ponies, a cow and many dogs. The dates on the stones went from 1901 to 1940's when it seemed to stop.<br />
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I get distracted by the animal goings on. If you wish to know more about the history and what else is there please google it.<br />
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Today we went to Glendalough Monastery ruins that St Kevin established in the 6th century. It was really interesting.<br />
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Tomorrow we go to Blarney and Cork areas. I don't know if I will kiss the Blarney stone or not. Evidently it is in a very awkward place and all I keep hearing is, "Don't worry, they will hold you."<br />
They? We have been talking about "They" lately.<br />
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Who is "they". 'They' say this remedy works. 'They' say this spot of the world is gorgeous. We have been wondering who "They" is and will we ever meet this invisible person(s)?<br />
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The things you talk about on long car journeys, especially when lost in remote areas of a country we have never visited.<br />
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As this is supposed to also be a book blog I can only say the only books we have really studied is the manual for the BMW (ah yes) we upgraded to it because the Toyota Yaris scared us a bit. Manual and no GPS plus enormous suitcases. With two of us we could cut the cost down. We know all about the dash of the BMW now and I must say it is ridiculous. We had to look up how to turn the turn indicators off. It is a three step process and if you do it too hard, don't touch it gently enough, it does not turn off.<br />
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We were wondering how far car manufacturers will go with the bells and whistles of operating a turn indicator, a speedometer (yes we had to look that up because we could not find it) and when we press a key button to unlock it the boot swings open. Ridiculous. Where is the 1950 Ford I grew up with that had no seat belts, a 3 position gear stick on the steering wheel column and a button on the floor to change the brights.<br />
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We have also been reading maps. Lots of maps. We have read brochures, plaques, signs. We have been reading menus and price tags. I have never read so much. <br />
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I am starting to wish for a rainy day at home, a hot cup of coffee, three cats around me and a dog pushing on my shoulders to get a better position on the top back of my chair so he can see out the window. The other dog will be pushing the cats away from me so she has a spot and Mr. Penguin will be asking me if I want more coffee or a glass of wine maybe?<br />
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We are heading to the Cork area tomorrow for two nights then on to Kilkenny on the west coast to drive the Ring of Kerry. I am looking forward to that.<br />
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I miss my animals, my friends, my books, my routines, my structures but we continue to have fun even if we drag ourselves to bed each night exhausted. Thanks for reading our travel dribble.<br />
Stay tuned, no doubt there will be more. We have another 11 days.<br />
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Today we woke up to pounding rain on the west coast of Wales. We had a three hour drive north to Holyhead, where we will take the ferry to Dublin tomorrow.<br />
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Fortunately the rain stopped as soon as we got underway and we enjoyed the Welsh mountains <br />
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We stopped for lunch in a busy pub. We had a "squealer" next to us. (What we call those toddlers who squeal at the top of their voice and the parents ignore.) So between bites of food we had this cacophony of noise piercing our heads. We ate and fled the scene of the noise.<br />
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We didn't make too many missed turns. We have a joke going that if Google tells us a destination is only two hours, we say, "Good, we'll be there in four hours." That is almost always true though we are getting better.<br />
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We need to stop having arguments with our GPS lady we dubbed Beverly. We lose our temper with her and sometimes just hit the 'off' button when we turn a corner we are sure is the correct direction and she starts going on about "Recalculating- Recalculating". We have even sworn at her once or twice. We wonder why she uses the word "Please" so often but sounds so grumpy when we make a mistake. It is scary.<br />
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We turn in Big Bertha tomorrow. We were supposed to have had a small Opal economy car but the guy handed us keys to a large Fiat 500 SUV at Heathrow. We did not argue. In Ireland we are to have a tiny VW Polo and are wondering where we will put everything.<br />
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Maybe he'll be nice and upgrade us too. We have been calling the big diesel Fiat Big Bertha because she makes so much noise whenever we head off in first gear.<br />
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I am not grinding the gears nearly so much these days.<br />
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The west coast of Wales is very beautiful. Our road had mountains to the east and open sea to the west. It reminds me a lot of Tasmania. The weather seems similar also. But it is also different.<br />
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I have put a few photos of this beautiful country that we saw today. I hope we find more bookstores in Ireland but I am not holding my breath. Many of them are either hidden or just plain gone.<br />
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The Penguin is packed and ready for another two weeks of adventure.<br />
<br />Travellin' Penguinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06286703342642772792noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3182711239163480368.post-14320496384439281612016-09-29T05:10:00.001+10:002016-09-29T05:13:40.000+10:00Penguins From Hay On Wye <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Two days ago we finally got to Hay on Wye again. It has changed since I last saw it. More empty shopfronts for lease. A few less bookstores. It was rainy and dreary and didn't seem to have the same energy I remember from last time.<br />
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Maybe it was I who didn't have the same energy but I enjoyed it very much never the less.<br />
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We arrived before lunch time and had a good walk around. I was disappointed to see the castle has deteriorated so much in the five? years it has been since I saw it last.<br />
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Previously it was full of books. Now the ceiling is collapsed in, the doors and windows are boarded shut and there wasn't the display of books there had been.<br />
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Several of the shops are no longer book stores but filled with art or ceramic souvenirs. We had lunch at Oscar's Cafe and that was very good. It is small but it was warm and a respite from the rain.<br />
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I don't imagine I will every visit there again but... on a brighter note-<br />
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I found Penguins I did not have. I vowed I would only buy Penguin books that were numbered less than 1000 and were first published.<br />
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I found 12 (new to me) Penguins in the main series and two Penguins were first published that will replace old reprints I have at home. The reprints will go to new homes.<br />
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I am tightening up my collection because I do realise I cannot collect everything published between 1935 and 1970. I will continue to keep my other series (listed at the top of my blog page) but probably won't add to them as quickly.<br />
Penguins are still relatively easy to find in Hobart and I will continue to collect those I do not have but only if they are first published.<br />
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I think I might have a year off from my book clubs next year and concentrate solely on reading books I already own. I have very many books I would love to read but I find the book club books are detracting me from that. They are often long books of which I don't usually enjoy. Modern literature (in my opinion) often leaves a lot to be desired and I would like to spend time with the wonderful collection of books I have. Then I can pass them on and reduce the number of books in the house.<br />
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I am torn because I enjoy the book club meetings but I do miss reading books that really grab me and I must say it is seldom any bookclub book grabs me. I am thinking about it at this point but will decide by the end of the year.<br />
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I continue to enjoy my Tuesday Play Reading classes and my writing group that meets three Wednesdays a month. (approx)<br />
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<i>Penguin?</i>Travellin' Penguinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06286703342642772792noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3182711239163480368.post-10450094809209842772016-09-28T05:47:00.000+10:002016-09-28T05:48:30.648+10:00Good Bye Lowe Farm: A Tribute to Juliet...Today we had to leave this beautiful farm stay. We had three nights and lots of fun. Juliet is the landlady here and she is a one stop wonder. She cooked for us, sat and had afternoon tea, chatted, shared stories and even did our laundry and folded our clothes.<br />
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We had such a good time. We were going to Hay on Wye and I shared with her my obsession for Penguin books. She also got to meet the Travelling' Penguin and took her into her home without question.<br />
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She gave him a great time along with us and he participated in many things while visiting there. (We are not the only crazy ladies.)<br />
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I would like to thank her again and if you ever get to the Hereford area be sure to stay at their farm. You will not be sorry. Beautiful rooms, beautiful farm, lovely, lovely people. The guests who arrived all seemed to have been there before. Good friendships ensued.<br />
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So thank you Juliet from Judy, Pam and the Travellin' Penguin.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: white; font-size: small;">Juliet showed the Penguin around and let him slide down the bannister.</span></td></tr>
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Travellin' Penguinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06286703342642772792noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3182711239163480368.post-90865427597832064282016-09-25T05:49:00.002+10:002016-09-25T06:05:57.572+10:00"Land's End," I Exclaimed, What a Fun Time We Are Having<br />
We are not being overly bookish but we are sure travelling'. My friend Judy and I and the Penguin have just spent a week in Cornwall. We saw Port Isaac, Padstow and St Ives Harbour. We spent a happy day at the environmentally impressive Eden Project.<br />
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We enjoyed a late afternoon at Land's End. I was happy to spend time there because in the past I have experienced John O'Groats at the northern end of Scotland and now I was at the other end of this interesting and beautiful country.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white;">The view from Land's End, Cornwall</span></td></tr>
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The Eden Project is so encouraging as the world is full of politicians who don't seem to care about the environment. They are doing wonderful things with this project which was once a Chinese run quarry or rather a large hole in the ground.<br />
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We enjoyed the biodomes of the rainforest, though it was sweltering and the Mediterranean, which was lovely and cool. We had a good look around the giftshop and the three of us enjoyed excellent pizza and cold drinks.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="background-color: #351c75; color: white;">The Penguin playing in a cabbage.</span></span></td></tr>
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Now we are farther north and have crossed back and forth between England and Wales. We are staying at Lowe Farm, about 15 miles from Hereford. This farm accommodation is lovely, lovely, lovely. It also has two beagles, one cat and one hen on site. I have been introduced to all of them.<br />
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As it is Saturday night there is a little party going on outdoors in the barn, which houses a big spa and loud music. I am happily ensconced in my room. A room with good reading lights and high speed wi fi. I am enjoying quiet activities. Since I am the driver of a manual rental (I have not driven a manual car in years), SUV going down motorways and unfamiliar one lane roads I need a little rest. Although we are doing well.<br />
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We get in the car, set the GPS. It says 3 hours and we know we will be at our destination after 6 hours. That includes missed exits, unnamed roads of which we get lost and grinding the clutch a few times. However the weather is good. This poor rental will be returned to Holyhead, Wales, probably without a clutch, a stuck emergency brake and lots of miles on the odometer.<br />
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Tomorrow we are visiting the Hampton Court Castle and Gardens near Hereford and then....<br />
wait for it.....Monday is.....HAY ON WYE!!!!! The village filled with bookshops.<br />
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I am really looking forward to that. I hope to get the t-shirt, the bag, the fridge magnet and maybe a Penguin book or two I have not been able to find in Australia. We are planning a day there with lunch and walking from shop to shop.<br />
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My friend Judy and travelling companion is being a very good sport in letting me have a day with all the books I can dream of.<br />
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The Penguin will probably be excited too. We have done so much in a week. We still have three weeks to go. What a fun time this has been. Though I am missing Mr. Penguin and my lovely dogs and cats, I know they are glad we are having fun, because that is the kind of creatures they are.Travellin' Penguinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06286703342642772792noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3182711239163480368.post-67135795468413399042016-09-21T07:33:00.001+10:002016-09-21T08:09:48.129+10:00The Travelling Penguin visits Port Isaac, Cornwell, EnglandHi folks,<br />
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We are all resting tonight after our very long day visiting Port Isaac/Port Wenn in Cornwall.<br />
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The TV show Doc Martin is filmed here and they have wanted to visit this place for a very long time. This road trip saw them make it.<br />
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The town is full of little shops, cafe, tourists and more than dogs than you could shake a stick at. Though we would never shake a stick at a dog.<br />
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Here are some photos for you. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: white; font-size: small;">The town is built around this harbour. When we got there the tide was just<br />starting to go out. When we left it was way out and the boats were on dry land.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: white; font-size: small;">The Penguin used his pocket money to buy this light house. I really like it.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: white; font-size: small;">We all stood at this wall and stared out to sea. The Penguin remembered the stories<br />he had heard about his ancestors. I bet they were interesting.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: white; font-size: small;">This was the view across the harbour to the other side. There were<br />caves in the cliffs under the houses.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: white; font-size: small;">This is the house that belongs to Doc Martin on the tv show. </span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: white; font-size: small;">The boats were really stuck at low tide.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: white; font-size: small;">The view from the other side.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: white; font-size: small;">This is a beautiful hotel that overlooks everything.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: white; font-size: small;">The Penguin wanted to stay in this hotel but we couldn't afford it.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: white; font-size: small;">The Penguin was waiting for Martin Clunes who plays Doc Martin to come</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: white; font-size: small;">The Penguin really enjoyed his lobster lunch.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: white; font-size: small;">This was the last view of the town as we headed back to the carpark.<br />Isn't it just beautiful.</span></td></tr>
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Travellin' Penguinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06286703342642772792noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3182711239163480368.post-64708231667794271132016-09-19T07:06:00.002+10:002016-09-19T07:16:24.644+10:00From Heathrow to Wells.We made it safely here started the road trip today. Yesterday we had time to run into Notting Hill and Earl's Court in London. My card reader for my camera fell apart in my hand and I needed another one or a cord to connect my camera to my computer. Found one, walked around both areas and ate some great food in a pub.<br />
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Today we picked up our rental car. It was supposed to be a compact but instead we got a large 6 speed<br />
manual, Fiat 500 SUV. Big diesel that moves like a truck until you get it going.<br />
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Of course we missed two exits on the motorway. GPS British lady with an accent that is hard to understand told us to get on the right side of the motorway but we discovered a mile later the exit was across five lanes on the left. Then we took another wrong exit and ended up going around a fairly big roundabout 3 times before getting off the thing and stopping at a servo to reorganise ourselves. I have not driven a manual car for many years and stalled it twice. But now we have completed one day and everything has fallen into place.<br />
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We are in Wells, Somerset. We are staying at the Wooky Hole Hotel. Don't you love that name? There are large caves here but we are bypassing them as both of us have visited lots of caves in the past. Instead we are visiting the cathedral tomorrow. Wells qualifies as England's smallest city with approximately 7000 people living here. But it has the largest cathedral in the country. We see that tomorrow.<br />
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I spent this afternoon walking around the town, relaxing with my camera and enjoying nature, scenery and photography after our harrowing start to the day. I have never driven around a roundabout 3 times before. We started laughing and that caused problems too. So hard to problem solve when one is laughing hysterically.<br />
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The Penguin stayed in the room and rested. I recovered from jet lag a bit faster than he did. He should get out tomorrow with us. From the cathedral we head towards Porlock and the national park on our way to Bude. We will visit Port Isaac, home of Doc Martin on Tuesday and then head towards St. Ives Wednesday morning.<br />
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So far lots of laughs, good food, beautiful scenery and very friendly people. Travelling makes one realise how many really good people there are in the world.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #fce5cd; font-size: small;">This sign made me chuckle. Danger of Death</span><br />
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<br />Travellin' Penguinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06286703342642772792noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3182711239163480368.post-77318784628148796192016-09-16T18:51:00.001+10:002016-09-16T18:51:14.609+10:00Thistle Hotel London Heathrow<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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The journey has well and truly begun. The trip is a long one (35 hours from home to Thistle hotel), planes, airports, trains and a bus in the end. It was hot here yesterday. But a storm broke the weather during the night and today is stormy.<br />
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Flying from Melbourne to Dubai I had great seat mates. We chatted and laughed and made jokes. I sat beside a young woman (30?) with blue hair on the ends, and she is meeting up with friends and travelling through London, Paris and ending on a trip to Egypt.<br />
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The older couple sitting beside here was a man and his wife. She slept a lot. He is a retired postmaster and enjoyed chatting to us. Everything made him laugh. He had twinkly eyes and was a joy for a neighbour.<br />
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I did in the end see the whole 6th series of <b><i>Downton Abby</i></b> though the Christmas Special that winds it all up was mistakenly replaced with the Series 6, Episode 8 so whoever programs the entertainment for Emirates needs a talking to. I will catch up with it when I get home.<br />
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We arrived safely in Dubai which is a airport of the future. I really enjoy this airport having been in it twice before. Large lifts carry one up and down, people movers everywhere, elegant shops of which I can't afford but fun to window shop. A couple of hours of stretching our legs and we were back on the plane to Heathrow.<br />
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I listened to more of <i><b>The North Water by Ian McGuire</b></i>. ABC Book Club enjoyed it. They all agreed it is a raunchy, gruesome book. I reached a certain animal incident in it and put it down. I actually deleted the book from my Kindle and Audible after that. <br />
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It is a good story. No doubt about that. The writing is probably also good. The language is foul. I mean really foul. The whalers of course used the language they probably knew at the time. It was probably a good representation.<br />
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The cruelty to children made my stomach churn. The descriptive cruelty to animals made me cringe. More than cringe. My visual mind could not compromise with my stomach. It was dark on the plane, the story was darker. I was tired while I listened to it and far from home.<br />
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I thought, "No, I am moving on to happier stories." Don't get me wrong, I don't mind harsh stories. I don't mind fictional crime stories or stories about war. I feel crime stories are just entertaining and interesting to watch the detectives solve them. War stories are quite moving usually and of course very sad.<br />
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To me the <b><i>North Water </i></b>is just over the top with gratuitous violence. If I heard the F word (which I can cope with) or the C word once, I heard it a thousand times. I hate the C word. Maybe the author felt he could not get his point across without the swearing every sentence. The animal cruelty, the beatings and pedophilia acts towards the street boys. The suffering. I could have understood the story without that. I didn't find it gleeful as a couple of people on the ABC Book Club did. It is not gleeful.<br />
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I must admit I have a hard time accepting the desensitisation that people have developed towards pedophilia, beatings, killings and animal cruelty. I am glad I am not completely desensitised. I think if I read books like this one constantly and followed news reports closely, I wouldn't be bothered by anything that happens in the world. It is bad enough watching the abuse of the refugees in the detentions camp on Manus Island by our government.<br />
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If I was reading this book in a sunny meadow by a bubbling brook would I have interpreted it differently? Maybe. Does our own setting contribute to our interpretations towards the stories we read? An interesting question.<br />
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There is enough suffering in the world. I read for knowledge and entertainment. I don't think <b><i>The North Water</i></b> is entertaining. Knowledgeable? Probably. This book was long listed for the <b><i>Booker Prize</i></b> so obviously there are those who stand around, sipping wine, admiring its qualities. It did not make the short list. The book stands out but to me it stands out for the wrong reasons. I have read a lot of books in my life and curiosity got me after seeing reactions to this. Is it something trendy? Maybe, but I get cross when people encourage me to read books because they are trendy. I am not sure.<br />
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I would not discourage or encourage people to read books as this. They just aren't ' My Cup of Tea'. I had to say that because I am in England. This is my review and perceptions of this book. Feel free to disagree with me. I don't mind. It is only a fictional book.<br />
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I arrived at Heathrow Airport early Thursday morning. Taking the Heathrow Express to terminal 5, then the Hopper Bus at bus gate 6, I arrived at my hotel. Dragging myself off the bus with my backpack, suitcase and purse I was very happy to smell the fresh air of this little neighbourhood. I walking the half block behind the bus to see the large hotel. It is old but clean and quiet. The beds are comfortable. It felt wonderful to shower and climb into a clean bed. I washed out all my clothes. It was the closest I could come to not throwing them all into the bin. Grubby.<br />
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Texting my husband to let him know I had arrived safely the Penguin and I fell asleep and slept the next 12 hours, rising once for long drinks of water. The Tiger beer I drank once I arrived ensured I would sleep well. I asked the bartender what beer he would suggest as a cold beer tastes good when I am tired and dehydrated. Besides the water, he handed me a Tiger beer which is a Thai beer. I am not a big beer drinker but I toasted my arrival and drank it in one swig. Like they do in the movies that take place in bars.<br />
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Today is Friday. My friend Judy arrives tomorrow morning. We are hoping to go into London on the train for a bit if she is not too tired. Sunday morning we pick up the car and head towards Cornwall on the motorway. Weather is stormy today but cloudy and cooler. I heard thunder in the night. Tasmania does not get much thunder. It was comforting sounding. London has been in the grips of a heat wave. I have brought Tasmanian weather with me. The next ten days are predicted to be cloudy and not above 20 C. (70F approx). Lovely.<br />
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this morning.Travellin' Penguinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06286703342642772792noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3182711239163480368.post-63551275514085781192016-09-14T14:43:00.000+10:002016-09-14T14:43:37.267+10:00<div style="-webkit-text-stroke-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-stroke-width: initial; font-family: Helvetica; line-height: normal;">
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<span style="font-kerning: none;">I have my Kindle loaded. Will finish up the last chapters of The Watchmaker of Filigree Street by audio. I may have to alternate ear buds with those little rubber things you jam as far as you can into your ear in case there are squealing toddlers.</span></div>
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<span style="font-kerning: none;">Things we plan to do before getting on the Emirates flight tonight for a 9:30 pm departure for Heathrow is as follows. Will let you know if we meet all the challenges as we go.</span></div>
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<span style="font-kerning: none;">***Investigate coffee shop and hotel lounge across the street from Melbourne airport, or I should say across the airport walkway. Evidently they have a good cafe with all day breakfast and comfy furniture in reception. I will act like I belong there. However I still need to drag my large case along with me as Qantas can’t cope with checking me all the way through to Heathrow because they said “the flight is too far away”. Tell me. At least I am not on Jetstar as that flight is already 30 minutes coming into Hobart to pick people up. </span></div>
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<span style="font-kerning: none;">***After lounging around the airport hotel for as long as we can get away with we will meander over to the airport in Melbourne and try to unload the big suitcase. I always think I won’t travel with so much stuff. You know those You Tube videos that show a composed young woman packing 237 items into a carry on bag and at the end of 3 days of travel everything comes out wrinkle free. One day.</span></div>
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<span style="font-kerning: none;">***It might be time to look for the beauty parlour and try to get a manicure and pedicure. That should take up to 90 minutes in a really nice comfortable chair with my feet in hot water. I might give the Penguin an Australian Geographic to read as he doesn’t have fingernails to polish. I can’t trust him around a big tub of water either.</span></div>
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<span style="font-kerning: none;">***After that we will find the gate, which is not at all hard in Melbourne and listen to either <b><i>The North Water</i>,</b> that sea faring book that ABC Book club raved about or <b><i>The Hollow</i></b> by Agatha Christie. That is a play ( I did not realise she wrote plays). We started it in our play reading class yesterday and I really enjoyed it. Trust them to do a really fun play when I won’t be there. I found it on <a href="http://audible.com/"><span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; line-height: normal;">audible.com</span></a> and downloaded it. I am looking forward to finding out more about these quirky characters.</span></div>
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<span style="font-kerning: none;">***I also have <b><i>The Tempest </i></b>on download. The play is just over two hours.</span></div>
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<span style="font-kerning: none;">After watching <b><i>QandA </i></b>on the ABC last Monday evening with John Bell and Germaine Greer answering questions about the relevance of Shakespeare in today’s society I am wanting to reread those plays which were so badly decimated in high school. I know it will be better now.</span></div>
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<span style="font-kerning: none;">Also the <b><i>Tasmanian Museum</i></b> in Hobart is currently running a large exhibit called <b><i>The Tempest </i></b>that is supposed to be wonderful. I would like to go with our writing group in November and take the guided tour as I hear there is so much in it. Riddles, information , art work that sort of thing. It would help if I had the knowledge of the story in my head to begin with. So sometime along the way I need to finish that.</span></div>
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<span style="font-kerning: none;">***Next it should be time for a late lunch. There is a good Sushi bar in the airport so that will take care of itself. The Penguin loves sushi.</span></div>
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<span style="font-kerning: none;">***By then I guess it will be time for some old fashioned people watching. I like to study what people wear, how they do their make up, the latest fashion in shoes for flight and then as the gate fills I can peek at book covers of books that people are reading or listen in on conversations. See what is going on with all of them. Well the flight has been called so must rush. Will get this posted up in Melbourne. Bon Voyage to me. </span></div>
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I have just finished this book with my book group last week. <b><i>The Watchmaker of Filigree Street</i></b> by Natasha Pulley. Most of our members enjoyed it but a couple really did not. I was one of those that enjoyed it.<br />
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It is a very quirky, unusual story of a man named Thaniel, short for Nathaniel. The setting in London is the 1880's.<br />
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Thaniel is a telegraphist who sits in an office every day sending and receiving telegraphs as a junior staff member. One day he goes home to his boarding house to find a pocket watch. He cannot open it. One day it opens while he is in a public building and he goes outdoors. At the same moment a bomb destroys the building he just walked out of.<br />
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Second character is Grace, a science student from Oxford. Women scientists were not accepted in the 1880's. All Grace wants to do is to live alone in her aunt's house, working on her science.<br />
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Third main character is Mori. More is a Japanese watchmaker. Not only is he a watchmaker he is an exquisite watchmaker, the best watchmaker...and he can see the future at times.<br />
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All of the characters meet up and have a most interesting life. I won't say more but if you want to read, what I thought a very well written book with the most unusual, quirky plot then this is the book.<br />
Oh, yes, don't forget the mechanical octopus that lives with these people as well. He is very much his own character and I became quite attached to him.<br />
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Now, for the exciting news. A friend of mine from Florida who I used to work with when I lived there, and I are going on a one month road trip of England and Ireland. Well, I should say part of England. The Cornwall area, along the north coast. We want to see where Doc Martin is filmed and maybe get as far as Land's End at the west side of Cornwall. I have been to John O'Groats in Scotland previously so it would be nice to say I had been to Land's End. Then we are going to double back to Wales, probably near Cardiff and then head to Hay on Wye to see all the wonderful bookshops.</div>
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From there we will head to the west coast of Wales most likely, though this could change depending on the recommendation of locals. We will end up in Holyhead, take the fast ferry to Dublin and then spend two weeks in Ireland. We pick up our car at Heathrow and off we go. We are going to stay away from the big cities and focus on the villages and countryside. </div>
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I am going to try to not collect too many Penguin books on the way but if I do see those books within the first 1000, that are first published Penguins and not too costly, well...who knows.</div>
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I will put some photos of book shops and any other bookish news or maybe just stunning scenery on this blog. I will also be posting photos on Instagram and Facebook so my husband, who is kindly taking care of home and hearth and animals can see where we end up. </div>
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The other good news is the Travellin' Penguin will be going too. I have brushed the winter dust off both of us and he will be in some of the photos too. So watch out for him. I will have to kick him out of his warm bed in the morning, get some porridge into him and get him moving. He can be a lazy sod at times. But so far he is ready to go. Please join us on this journey.</div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><br />I am writing this to you from the local laundromat on my 45th wedding anniversay. Our washing machine died yesterday. It was a front loader full of water that would no longer drain. Needless to say flooding happened when I opened the door to fetch the sopping wet clothes. Lots of towels later we decided the laundromat was the easiest.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">We have not used a laundromat since we were first married and too broke for a machine. Times have changed. We went out today and bought a new one to be delivered tomorrow. The things we take for granted.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">I am happily sitting in the warm winter sun, with chocolate and a pocket full of dollar coins washing all the wet towels we used to clean up the flood.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Needless to say we had a very good time. I have four weeks before meeting a friend at the hotel in Terminal Five at Heathrow airport to do a two week Cornwall road trip and then a two week drive around Ireland. So the travels continue.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">I won't be actively hunting Penguin books for my collection but no doubt if I come across something I don't have in the first 1000 series in a good, first published condition it may well be living in Tasmania in the years to come.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">As well we re-did the lock up in my back yard. The lock up is a long patio area behind my house that we enclosed with a lot of lattice and laser light. It has outddoor furnitire and cat things as it is the outdoor area for our cats. With the incredible winds we get it is generally a mess and turned into a storage area. My sister and I cleaned it out and to make a long story short it is now an outdoor room with comfortable furnitire in which to sit and read, have coffees or wine and the occasional bbq. I must put up a photo.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The cats like it with their tall climbing frames, litter and food dishes. It gets the sun much of the day and is generally quiet when the local hoons are not reving their cars up and down the road. Rain on the roof also sounds nice.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Mr. Penguin was visiting family overseas and was out of our hair. We planted native plants for the birds and bees, stabilized fences that were wobbly and set up two Buddhist areas in the back to provvide some good feng shui. One can never have too much good feng shui. We were "Sparking Joy" everywhere. Marie Kondo would be proud. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Now having all the jobs I have been too overwhelmed to approach completed, life feels much lighter. It is about time to relax and read.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">I am continuing to watch You Tube videos about tricks in Photoshop and I am closer to getting a gold vote in the photo challenges voted on by other club members but not there yet. . Each month there is a challenge. One can earn either a bronze, silver or gold. Have earned several bronze and silvers I am now on a quest for gold. Its fun to try for it.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Well, for the first post back in awhile this is a good catch up one. Back to Penguin hunting, reading and bookshops now things have died down for a few weeks. We will see where we go from here.</span><br />
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She rents a little house, sits around doing nothing, makes a friend, meets the friend's crabby brother who is about her age. He is not in a relationship. Still nothing about the Paris bookshop or reading. She doesn't even drink much coffee, lots of alcohol though. She and the friend's brother go back and forth, verbally sparring, spending time together.....yeah, you get the drift. Nobody is spending time with books though.</div>
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</span>Travellin' Penguinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06286703342642772792noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3182711239163480368.post-27491869799519960332016-06-26T13:10:00.002+10:002016-06-26T13:10:54.589+10:00New Penguins from Alice Springs<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody>
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Who would have thought I would find vintage Penguin books from Alice Springs? I did not expect to find a book shop but lo and behold I not only found one but there were two.<br />
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One book shop at the far end of the Todd Mall had new books. I did not go into it as we walked past because the last thing I needed was a new book.<br />
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I did ask a shop clerk if there were any second hand bookshops in the city. "Yes," she replied. "Go to the other end of the street. Go past the KFC (of course there would be a KFC) and you will see it in the next block across the street."<br />
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Sure enough we found it without any difficulty. The lady who was working in it said she had been there for 11 years but this was her last week. She had sold the shop and was moving back to Melbourne where her family lives.<br />
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Most of the books were popular fiction that backpackers and airport travellers might look for. I call them "airport books". I did find one shelf of older classic books and there were a handful of vintage Penguins scattered amongst the shelves. Several I had already. The horrible Galsworthy covers were staring at me and fortunately I did not need them. I dislike these covers of their photographs of the tv series stars intensely. My very least Penguin books. But then I saw four books by Richard Gordon. These are part of a series of "Doctor" books that appear to be quite humorous. I have a couple of them and I already owned one of the four there but I did not have the other three. They were all first published so I picked them up. I must say, I am very happy with this find as I do not come across them much in Australia.<br />
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The next story is a bit more odd. <br />
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My sister and I had been in Cairns, Queensland, the week before. We took the sky rail up to Kurunda. Forty five minutes in a cable car high above the rainforest canopy below. Once I decided to not indulge my fear of heights it was very peaceful and beautiful. Also the giant blue koala Commonwealth games mascot and a cameraman were in the gondola behind us. A promotional for the games was being recorded. If you see an advertisement for the upcoming Commonwealth games in a gondola over a lot of trees know that we were in the next car.<br />
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We walked around the town of Kurunda with all the touristy markets, cafes and Aboriginal paintings. At the very end I noticed a sign for a bookshop. It looked very second hand. My sister waited outside while I went in. An older gentleman sat behind the counter and looked as though he had been there a very long time. It turned out the majority of his books were non-fiction. Though I did see a couple of boxes on the floor of fiction books.<br />
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The conversation went like this:<br />
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Me: "Do you have any vintage Penguin books?"<br />
Him: "What are they?"<br />
Me: "Penguin published paperback books printed between 1935 and 1970."<br />
Him: "Never heard of them." <br />
At this point I had to hold onto a shelf because I was reeling a bit. Where had this man been the last 80 years? Behind this counter I expect.<br />
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Me: "They would most likely be small paperbacks, coloured orange......or maybe green. Green is crime, Orange is fiction. " I decided not to mention blue, yellow, cerise or especially grey."<br />
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Him: "Nope, don't have those." Me: "Okay, I thought I would check." <br />
Him: Continues reading whatever he is reading behind the counter. I could hardly breathe for his enthusiasm.<br />
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On the way out of the open shop door I glanced down and saw an old Penguin Peacock book. It seems I only come across these in the Hobart Tip recycling shop so I picked it up. I don't always buy them but I did love the cover on it. The title was vaguely familiar and it was a first published.<br />
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"C'mon little Peacock, let's get you out of this place. The old man might eat you for dinner or just as likely throw you in a bin." I am sure Kurunda does not have a mass market for a 1965 Chinese Peacock book." <br />
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I always feel as though I am releasing a bear from an Asian bile factory when I rescue an old Penguin book from a strange bookstore. There was no appreciation going on there.<br />
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So off I went with my dollar <br />
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If you have read any of these please let me know what you thought. <br />
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<br />Travellin' Penguinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06286703342642772792noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3182711239163480368.post-67268116998228472182016-06-23T16:25:00.002+10:002016-06-23T16:25:38.007+10:00A Hacker Stuff Up<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"><tbody>
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I am still here but have had a lot of technology problems lately. We have had a wonderful trip so far in Cairns, Uluru and now Alice Springs. However suspicious activity was noted on one of my accounts that monitor this blog and Google shut it all down. They then attached it to a different email address that didn't seem to be able to be touched by apps on my tablet or phone. I am on my laptop today and was able to update things and hurrah, my blog is working again. Imagine how I felt when I was told it wasn't there. But now, all is well. I will have time after this weekend to load up delayed posts and some wonderful photos I took.<br />
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I found 3 Penguin books today in an Alice bookshop that I did not have. One Peacock that was from the Op shop here and three Penguins from the bookshop. All first Penguins.<br />
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In Queensland we did an Aboriginal day where we went onto the mudflats and speared crabs to be served to us later. Though I must confess I did find several little crabs but instead of spearing them I hid them from the others. I didn't need the food enough to take their lives. Others in the group were like savages and I just couldn't do it. However I enjoyed walking along the flats in almost knee deep sand and muck at times looking for them. I saved a few periwinkles too. I was handed them by others and told to put them in the bucket. I "accidentally" dropped them. Whoops.....<br />
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I just can't kill things. We did have enough later on for everyone to try. It was an interesting day and we learned a lot about indigenous history in the northern Queensland area but walking about 5 km in mud was tiring. We loved it though.<br />
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We did other rainforest excursions and ate barimunda that was good and had a great week in the rain. <br />
The sun came out the day we flew out to Ayres Rock (Uluru).<br />
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A wonderful time there. We saw Ayres Rock and the Olgas. Uluru and Kata Jtuta I believe is how it is spelled but don't quote me. We photographed two sunsets on the rock that were beautiful and I will post up the photos of some things next week when I have more time.<br />
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We loved the Ayres Rock area and walked what seemed miles and miles. I know my Garmin tracker gave me a couple of badges when I synced it to see how far I had walked. Weather was beautiful, not too hot or muggy and loved everything.<br />
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The night before we were to leave Qantas sent us texts tellings us our flight out of Ayres Rock to Alice Springs was cancelled. They only have one a day. As we only scheduled one full day in Alice we weren't willing to take the flight offered the next day so ended up on a tour bus from Ayres Rock to Alice springs the day we were scheduled to fly out. Almost 7 hours with three or so hours of commentary about the history of the area. It was fun to listen to and often quite colourful. I do love the stories of the explorers, dreamtime and early history of Australia. So we enjoyed a peaceful day.<br />
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Today we did the big walkabout around Alice Springs that does not take longs. Sat in the mall with coffee and watched people. Heard a brilliant guitar playing blind busker and we gave him some cash. Lovely man.<br />
Life is so hard for a lot of people around here and we feel for them.<br />
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Tomorrow I head back to Hobart and my sisters goes to visit friends in Perth. She will be there for a couple of weeks and then she will back to Hobart where she will be with me a month while Mr. Penguin leaves the beginning of July for a month to Canada and US (Michigan) to visit family. <br />
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He has been holding the fort while I have been away and now it is my turn to take care of the little fellas that live with us.<br />
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Looking forward to a cold, relatively quiet month I hope and more time to write posts.<br />
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I leave you now to await further photos and a bit more commentary and maybe photos of my new (old) Penguin books.<br />
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All the best to all of you who read this mish-mash.<br />
<br />Travellin' Penguinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06286703342642772792noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3182711239163480368.post-6885386146572514672016-06-12T17:54:00.002+10:002016-06-12T17:54:27.139+10:00Weekend Wrap Up- Sunday EveningWe got snow this weekend on the mountain. It was a chilly 9 degrees C (about 45 F). But the sun was out most of the weekend and it was really gorgeous out there. Whenever it snows, many people drive up the mountain, pile snow onto their car, even build a snowman on the bonnet and then drive back down and through the city. Each person seems to think they are the only one who does it and it cries, "Look at me, look at me!" <br />
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I spent the first 20 years of my life in Michigan in the USA. I remember those days where the windchill was 60 degrees below zero F. I remember the blizzards when we couldn't open the front door to get out of the house due to high drifts. I remember the ice storms when the branches sparkled in the sun. So it does make me laugh when we get half a centimetre of snow and everyone drives up the mountain to see it. Human's really are funny.<br />
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Anyway....here is a photo of it from the ABC (Australian Broadcasting Corp).<br />
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So what did we do this weekend? Well I picked up a couple of new books. Two new ones from <a href="http://www.fullersbookshop.com.au/">Fuller's book store</a> that looked interesting and two secondhand ones from <a href="https://www.facebook.com/CrackedNSpineless/">Cracked and Spineless</a> (Facebook page). </div>
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This is what I picked up. First I went to Fuller's as they have a café and I was in need of a hot cappuccino (in a mug- I wanted it BIG) and also they have wonderful almond croissants with custard in them. I have an interest right now in anything photographic so this little book caught my eye. The photos I like to take the most, besides birds and animals is urban photography. I love anything old in cities, people going about their daily life and little bits of nature I uncover here or there. I think this book will have some good tips.<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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Then I saw this little gem. This is the story of a man in the UK who walks along the coast of Cornwall from Land's End along the northern shore of Cornwall. As my friend and I are planning a trip to Cornwall this coming September I thought this would be interesting. I love travel writing especially when people walk or bicycle and see everything up close. I love to hear about the people they meet and write about. Travel writing really is my favourite read.</div>
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Then, on to see Richard and Mike at <b><i>Cracked and Spineless.</i></b> They have an incredibly active Facebook page. When Richard gets in boxes of books he quickly photographs them and puts them onto Facebook pretty quick smart. He has a lot of followers and quite a young clientele online. People immediately snap up these books and it is sometimes very hard to get one unless you time it right.<br />
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This was one of the finds. <b><i>Down to Earth-Australian Landscapes.</i></b> A large coffee table book full of landscape photography of Australia. Tim Winton, a well known Aussie author is one of the authors who helped put it together. He writes a lot about the landscape and nature of Australia. Especially Western Australia where he lives. As I just undertook a Landscape Photography workshop a couple of Sundays' ago I thought this would be good.<br />
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The other secondhand book I found was this Virago Modern Classic by Miles Franklin, author of My Brilliant Career which I really loved. I have not heard of this book and it looked interesting. Also it has a beautiful cover.<br />
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An eclectic assortment really. So what did we do today? It was very cold this morning. Snow was still on the mountain so the dogs and I headed for the beach. Yes, we go to the beach all year round here. It was sunny though chilly. We rugged up and off we went. Molly, Odie and I. Mr. Penguin was going to clean the house and wanted us gone. I know, I am very fortunate. He is better in the house than I am. I like outside jobs, putting things together and taking care of bills. We have role reversal here. Anyway....<br />
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I thought the dog beach would be empty but it was quite crowded. A small group of women were there with their greyhounds who were running around. They are so beautiful when they run. All of them have been rescued from the dog track. Don't get me started on the cruelty of dog racing.<br />
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As we walked along I noticed two dolphins swimming fairly close to shore. They went out a ways and headed south along the shore line. The sun shone on their backs and they were gorgeous. There seem to be quite a few dolphin and whale sightings around the state lately. On the move to warmer waters I guess. A golden retriever also saw them and entertained us all by trying to swim out towards them before turning back, running along the foreshore and then diving back in the water again. He so wanted to meet them and his owner had his hands full getting him to settle down a bit.<br />
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Well the weekend is over now, tomorrow I pack my bags and head to Cairns (pronounced Cannes) on Tuesday in Queensland where I meet my sister who I have not seen in a couple of years. She will be here from California where she lives. I am really looking forward to it. The penguin is going with me so stay tuned to what we get up to. Should be fun.<br />
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<br />Travellin' Penguinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06286703342642772792noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3182711239163480368.post-2350444270519421952016-06-09T13:50:00.000+10:002016-06-09T14:01:24.271+10:00Good Morning Everyone....<span style="color: #0b5394;">Thursday 9 June, 2016</span><br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394;">I quite like this letter type format. I miss old fashioned letters. Yesterday was the day the Domain Writer Group met. There are about 7 of us that meet each Wednesday from 12:00 to 2:00 pm on Wednesday. We have a day off on the third Wednesday of the month. In the second half of my 60's I am the second youngest. Our oldest is 91. These are very active women and I love being around them. </span></div>
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<span style="color: #0b5394;">We meet at Salamanca. Salamanca is an old section of Hobart in the Battery Point area. I won't say much about it because Google can tell you more about it than I ever could. I consider Google a good friend.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #0b5394;">It was a very sunny day. After all of the rain we have had, including the worst floods in the north of the state in more than a century, the sunshine seemed a welcome relief. The floods were terrible with three people being swept to their deaths as they went about their work or tried to rescue their livestock. </span></div>
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<span style="color: #0b5394;">I thought I would share the area with you that is behind Salamanca. It was developed into a square several years ago and there are two book shops in the area. One is a new book shop of which I don't shop in. I have heard the woman who works there make fun of customers and what they read. I left when I saw the eye rolling and what she said and have not bought a book from them since. How dare she judge what people read. I hate that. I am happy they are reading. Sometimes people get a little bit too trendy for their own good and this is a very trendy shop. She even wears a very trendy geometrical hair style (oops...cat claws) She needs to drop her boots as she has become too big for them.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #0b5394;">Inside one of the market alcoves there is a wonderful secondhand bookshop that has been there for several years. It is called <i>Deja Vu</i>. (They don't use computers so you can't visit it online.)</span></div>
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<span style="color: #0b5394;">There is a good selection of Penguins but the prices are generally more than I will pay for them. However they are in very good condition and are lovely. Once in awhile if I find a hard to get <i>vintage Penguins</i> I will get one. After all you can read these books, not just collect them.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #0b5394;">Our writing sessions have grammar nazis in it. I learn so much about the grammar taught to these older women when they were in school in the 1930's and 40's. Wow, they knew their grammar. They can spot a split infinitive a mile away but of course that isn't such a crime nowadays. </span></div>
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<span style="color: #0b5394;">Our group has a topic each week that is optional. One lady is writing her memoirs of growing up in Holland and teaching school. She regularly updates us with her latest piece. Another lady, her sister who had tragedy in her life only writes about pleasant things now. She does not want to visit the past.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #0b5394;">Someone else is writing a mystery. She loves all things crime history, horror and dark events. The discussions often become quite philosophical. </span></div>
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<span style="color: #0b5394;">We recently wrote on the topic of children. Two of us are childless by choice. The others are not and dote on their grandchildren now. That was an interesting discussion. One woman who has children wishes his life was cut short. If she had known how depressed and unhappy he would have been she would not have had him. Topics come out of left field much of the time. I love the perspectives of the older women. I love their integrity, kindness and devotion to whatever they are doing at the time. They are the best role models I have ever had in my life. </span></div>
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<span style="color: #0b5394;">After the group meets we adjourn to one of the coffee shops in the square to continue our discussions. Then we are not focused too much on the form and content of the writing but the discussion of the philosophy behind it. When the sun is out we sit outdoors and enjoy watching people enjoy the central fountain. When it is cold we go inside and ask the management to please turn down the music as many are hearing impaired and cannot hear the conversation when it is on. The owners do so happily. It is very beautiful in the square. I always go home buoyed and look forward to getting back to my desk. </span></div>
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<span style="color: #0b5394;">As an older person myself I love the stimulation to my brain. I need all the help I can get on some days. I am sure some of you understand. What do you do to stimulate your brains, besides reading of course. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394;">My next post will tell you about the book Grizzy and I began last night. We are really enjoying it.</span><br />
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Travellin' Penguinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06286703342642772792noreply@blogger.com20tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3182711239163480368.post-159633526281460492016-06-08T10:33:00.000+10:002016-06-08T10:33:48.498+10:00Say Hello to the New Format Penguin<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I am shaking off the old blog and beginning anew with something more up to date, fresher and a bit more motivating. I have been blogging here for several years now and as I enjoy it I needed to reassess as I felt I was getting stale.<br />
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Life changes over the years and once my beloved dog Wally passed on, I thought it was time for me to move on (not pass on just yet).<br />
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I will still collect and talk about my vintage Penguin books. I will also bring this so called diary more into line with daily or weekly events.<br />
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I am spending a lot of time with photographic studies. I am learning the intricacies of my new Canon 5D Mark III, participating in the Hobart Photographic challenges each month and have spent several months learning Photoshop. My brain has been stretched further than ever since I retired and I do love it.<br />
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On Tuesday afternoons I enjoy the Play Reading Class at U3A (University of the Third Age). On Wednesday's I participate in the Hobart Domain Writer's Group. We are a small group of little old ladies really who enjoy each other's company and love critiquing each other's writing. Forget that some of us ride motorbikes or go out dancing.<br />
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One day a week is set aside for motorbike riding with the Ulysses club but that is a bit slow now as we are into winter. We have had a lot of rain, wind and penguin weather so some activities are on a bit of a hiatus.<br />
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Wildlife Rescuing for <a href="http://bonorong.com.au/">Bonorong Park</a> still occurs and only the other day I stopped to check the pouch of a dead wallaby on the road but luckily it was empty. I was on my way to the book group.<br />
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I am in two book groups. One I attend religiously and the other I attend when I happen to read the book and feel the need to discuss it.<br />
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I still hunt and give talks to community groups about the history of Penguin books when asked but I am happy to say that has slowed down too with the coming of winter.<br />
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I am publicity officer for the Rosny Senior's group, a group of seniors who meet for a dinner meeting once a month and advocate for the rights of seniors to legislators, go to plays and socialise a bit.<br />
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Life is very full and Mr. Penguin and I enjoy life in our small home with our two dogs, Odie and Molly (nickname Monkey as she climbs all over us) and our three cats.. Uncle Buck our rescued brain damaged cat, Cousin Eddie our little bully and Grizzy the new kid on the block.<br />
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From now on this blog will have a focus on books and travel but travel may be as long as a trip overseas or a trip to the local market.<br />
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I am looking to capture the life of a bibliophile in the small state of Tasmania in the large country of Australia. <br />
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I will participate in its life more often as I write about our activities, laughs, reads and journeys. I hope you stay on for the ride.<br />
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All the best from the Penguin and me.Travellin' Penguinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06286703342642772792noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3182711239163480368.post-9404935030869320512016-05-17T21:57:00.004+10:002016-05-17T21:57:57.193+10:00Days 1 and 2 in Sydney<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Excuse the crumbs, I am eating a wagon wheel I picked up from the bakery down the road. I have just returned from the Opening Address with Kate Tempest at the Sydney Writer's Festival. The Roslyn Packer theatre was sold out with people looking forward to this event.<br />
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The opening of the Sydney Writer's Festival, like most openings in Australia was started with acknowledgement of the true owners of the land. Then a young Aboriginal man played a new piece he composed for the didgeridoo. It was a sort of tribute to the cockatoos, the kookaburras and other fauna of this region of Australia.<br />
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Kate Tempest is a young, (30) British poet, playwright and performer who entertained us with her poetry. She believes in story telling and the importance of literature. Her poem encourages everyone to take care of others. Forego greed, busyness, selfies, craziness and see what the reality of life that is around us. She is deeper than deep, a serious story teller with great humour thrown in. I was not familiar with her and her latest book is now out. It is called <b><i>The Bricks that Built the House.</i></b> It is her first novel. I really enjoyed her presentation and she gave us all lots to think of.<br />
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After that I treated myself to lunch in a lovely Japanese restaurant. I am still not certain what all of it was but I loved it. I love tasting new food. I will eat almost anything, especially when I am hungry.<br />
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Last night I saw the play produced by the Sydney Theatre Company of <i><b>Hay Fever</b></i>, written by Noel Coward. It was being held in the drama theatre of the Sydney Opera House. Any excuse to go into this exquisite building. I love this place. The play was hilariously funny. As I booked at the last moment I could only get a seat in the middle of the very front row. I felt as though I were on the stage as the play progressed. I could see crows feet around the actor's eyes as I was that close.<br />
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I had to laugh as in Hobart I often attend things on my own. I easily chat to people on either side of me and never feel lonely. Hobart audiences are always friendly. Last night I sat beside a Sydneysider of middle age. I said Hello to her. She adjusted herself in her chair with her back to me. It was quite obvious. The woman on my other side was much friendlier. When the intermission came I wanted to ask this woman if she was enjoying herself. That is always a good way to start a conversation. I was alone so once again I tried to get contact but she never shifted. Her back was as far to me as she could possibly get it the entire time.<br />
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"What!" "Are you too rich or something to speak to me." I thought. Then I suppressed a giggle as it could not have been that. After all we didn't have the best seats in the house. We had to look up, like a baby bird just to see the floor of the stage. Maybe she was just shy. Anyway I was completely entertained trying to get her eye.<br />
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Today was a hot day and I had planned to go to the zoo before the Writer's Festival opening this evening. It was too hot for the zoo so instead I went to the Museum of Contemporary Art at the wharf. I walked around the Rocks area, which is the oldest area of Sydney and has art galleries and expensive shops. I window shopped and shared my cinnamon toast and cappuccino with a one legged pigeon.<br />
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Then I spent quite a bit of time sitting in the grass down at the Harbour photographing people. I got some great shots. There was one shot I must share with you when I download my film. It was a couple of middle aged people eating an ice cream cone. No big deal but beside them a busker was getting dressed for his performance as a stationary tree. He was putting on clothes covered in branches and leaves and it was a huge outfit. The couple beside him never once looked at him. They just sat licking their ice cream. How could they miss him!? So comical.<br />
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Tomorrow evening I have another presentation to attend and then Wednesday, Thursday and Friday picks up a bit more. I signed up for 8 sessions. So as I have all day on my own tomorrow I have booked a tour that goes from 8 am to 6 pm to the Blue Mountains. I have not been to the Blue Mountains before so it might be fun. In any case as there are 50 other tourists on this bus I should get some good pictures of people doing things. <br />
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What a busy couple of days. I'll add more tomorrow if I can find the energy.<br />
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Tomorrow morning I am off to Syydney, crossing the big ditch that separates Tasmania from the mainland. I am attending the Sydney Writer's Festival. I have left time though to visit my favourite second hand bookstores, see a play at the Opera House and work on my photography.<br />
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Since I lost my wonderful old dog Wally, I have been quite flat and teary. However after a couple of weeks we did adopt a small black cat from the Cat Centre. Tassie always has a glut of cats needing homes. We had a space available and Cousin Eddie, our tabby, needed a playmate to stop him harrassing our older cat, Uncle Buck. Enter Griswald, or Grizzy for short. He is beautiful, sweet natured and cheeky. We love him.<br />
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Life is getting back to normal and I hope to talk to you a bit more as I find I miss your company when I don't write.<br />
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I have been reading. Right now it's Miss Pettigrew Lives for a Day. I thought I would like it more than I do. The cover was promising and the title sounds old fashioned. However I do get annoyed with the characters. Our book club read is Cold Comfort Farm which I have read and loved. Rather than read it again I am listening to the play that I downloaded on Audible.com. I am thoroughly enjoying that.<br />
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I continue to study Photoshop tutorials and attended a great workshop by an Adobe rep at our Photographic club. <br />
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It's been too windy to do much scooter riding and has poured with rain which we really need as we have been having drought conditions here.<br />
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I finally saw the film, The Lady in the Van which I enjoyed, though I love Maggie Smith. I enjoyed the movie more than the book which is unusual for most book related films I see.<br />
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I have discovered Flow magazine from the Netherlands and I love the articles, paper, stationery and art work within its covers. It's a little pricey but I do devour it. It is one of those publications that has little surprises throughout and makes me happy.<br />
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I am looking forward to going into Tasmania's winter. The colours here in the winter are beautiful, not too much snow and quite a bit of sun makes this island state a fantasyland.<br />
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I hope to get online to tell you about what goes on in Sydney and include some pictures over the next few days. After all the Penguin is happiest when reading and travelling. Stay tuned and here is a picture of Grizzy I put together in Photoshop. Isn't he beautiful.<br />
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