I’m calling it : Sydney has better public transport than Melbourne.
distance based fee ftw
what!! You mean the inner suburbs have to stop subsidising the outer suburbs!!
Maybe it would put pressure on developers to build infrastructure before they sell. But why stop the dishonest money grubbing habit of decades, eh.
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lovely, just in time for lunch
some jasmine tea and vegetarian spring rolls please
Could I please have something with lipids.
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Big English breakfast please Chef.
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Thank you Chef. Hope you’re feeling better as well!
thank you, chef is crispy
Pea & ham soup with fried bread and a laaarrrrrgge cup of tea please Bacon.
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Thank you thank you thank you.
A cafe that’s good but quiet. That’s pretty much it 😊
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Perfect!
I’ll have the bacon special, please.
Steamed hams?
shower water too hot today
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Bacon wrapped bacon with bacon gravy.
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Is it really laundry day if you aren’t butt naked for few hours?
Before the children came along, that was a summer laundry day for me.
Speak for yourself!
Pretty chuffed with my sat morn brunch of leftover rice, leftover steamed broccoli stir fried with eggs, jarred ginger/garlic, and “olive vegetable” paste. Haven’t cooked in quite a while with the craziness/exhaustion of the last two weeks. There is something satisfying and grounding about making and eating your own meals, I should do some meal prep this weekend while I’ve got a bit of breathing space.
Sounds amazing.
There’s something about cooking sometimes that when it comes out nicely it makes you proud.
I hate cleaning up after the lost though :(
If anyone wants a spiritually market, just hit up the St Andrews market any Saturday. People are selling rocks, hippie clothes and all that stuff.
My dumb ass wanted cheap fruit and vegetables
Ashamedly, I’m sort of hippie-curious 🔮
I posted about it partially for you. You can make a morning trip up to St Andrews instead of editing for one of the big markets.
And between St Andrews and Hurstbridge you’d be able to get into the hippie scene pretty quickly and decide if it’s for you
I like the idea but rarely the people.
That’s where those types go to make money lol! My mum used to do tarot card readings at Caribbean Markets near Rowville she’d make heaps of cash from old ladies 😂
Edit: she didn’t think she was a scammer btw lol she seriously believes she’s a psychic 🙄
I think if both parties believe in what they’re doing then it’s not a scam. You could see it as your mum was working as an entertainer and the old women were getting their money’s worth
I wonder if tarot card tastings are be done over the internet?
Idk about tastings, but yes, there are those who do readings over zoom and such. Scammers gotta be scamming haha
I can do them, but I dont believe in them really. Not in the way that those psychics would think. I think it’s just a neat way to get the answers you already know. Something “objective” that will guide you to things you may only know subconsciously, or something you may not want to meet, or just validation that you have inner strength to rely on. It doesn’t tell the future 😂
Also, funnily enough, Tarot cards originated in Italy, and it was just a card game. No divination or anything, just a fun card game. Then in the 1800s, French Occultists (think Alistair Crowley) made up the idea that tarot cards were used in Egypt since ancient times to tell the future. And because there was no real way for the common man to fact check that, that lie propagated out until today. Tarot readings isn’t really a thing in Europe, where tarot games were played, but it’s popular in Western countries because of those Occultists travelling to America and touring their silly occult “artifacts” and shit.
It’s so funny to me. Tarot games (tarrocci, iirc, in Italian, the name of the original game and prolly where the word “tarot” comes from) have nothing to do with divination at all. They were more akin to the card games Thirteen, Poker, and such.
Crowley was an abusive dickhead that used occultism as a power trip. And not French but English, unfortunately, and early 1900s not 1800s. He was active in the 1920s and 30s before he met a well deserved fate. Maybe you’re thinking of the 18th century libertine movement, which also experimented with denying the power of organised christian religion, and did not quibble at doing transgressive behaviour. Eg the Marquis de Sade, and truth to tell, Voltaire.
On tarot cards, try reading up on Madame Blavatsky and how her shtick connected with the Theosophical movement so popular in the 1920s and 30s. The consonance with today’s CBT is sooo compelling. ‘Every day in every way I am getting better and better’ as a daily mantra. And this is where the whole power of positive thinking got started too. I’ve played tarrocco and enjoyed it - having the extra cards lends a whole new dimension to strategy. I’d call it as closer to classic whist or contract bridge - its not similar to poker at all as it’s trick based.
The actual cards in the current format have been around since late medieval times - mostly used for card playing. Using cards for divination (and a whole lot of other things too such as the flight of birds and entrails of sacrificial animals) has been popular since the roman empire, and possibly since humanity was invented. As a species we really do want to believe that we can get a cheat code on the future.
Thank you for the corrections! I read about it ages ago and forgot the pertinent details 😅
I didn’t want to get into Crowley because he’s gross AF.
I appreciate this, I have more to look into!!! 💜
Yep, Crowley was a hagfish - everything he touched turned to slime.
For early 20th century occultism, try looking up Dion Fortune (pseudonym) who was actually quite positively focused. He/she wrote several novels, of which Psychic Self-Defence is probably the most famous. Gardnerian witchcraft is also tied into all this stuff, more or less positively depending on context. The short stories of Sylvia Townsend-Warner are a thinly disguised contemporary critique of the participants too. And very funny. This stuff is not at all fashionable, but sneaks up and bites where it matters. I recommend it as an antidote to practically all instagram occultism.
There’s a few clubs that play tarrocco around in the northern suburbs - if you like card evenings they’re quite fun. Only most of the people involved are eldery Italians, so if you are under 60, or just don’t yet use a walking frame, prepare to be flirted with.
ooh, someone else who has read Dion Fortune.
All bunk of course.
The Egyptian ones are fascinating. I used to have a book about it somewhere.
Teok bokki please
Sorry Catty, you missed bacon’s food truck. This is the time truck. Best I can offer you is another Friday
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Bollocks!
Almost 100% chillo germination:
Hooray
my shower water was a bit too hot
So we can expect a boiled bacon special today?
grilled back to regular crispy
Bleh. My hair hit my waist or past it and I really couldn’t be bothered with the hairdresser so while it was still wet from washing I just cut like 4-5 inches off to lose some length and neatened it up.
I’ve tried a more straight cut this time. I don’t have a second mirror to check whether it’s even but I’ve been keeping it clipped up a lot anyway.
I just don’t care anymore. I’m tired and literally just trying to survive.
I cut my own hair as well, have done for years, so you’re not alone. Hairdressers are expensive and I got tired of being asked personal questions about my private life but not being listened to when I told them what I wanted them to do with my hair. I do the trick where you make a ponytail at the front of your hair about as far down as you want your fringe to end and then cut it there, there are YouTube videos and how to videos and articles on it. It’s good enough for me, I wear a hair covering with my hair tied up underneath for work anyway 5 days a week. I don’t really care about how it looks, I’ve never been blessed with lovely hair anyway.
Yeah, the personal questions and being in your space touching you… not a fan
Normally I ponytail at the top of my head, trim a few inches off the end and then snip vertically for feathered layers but it doesn’t always come out exactly the way I want and can be fussy. So I thought I’d try the straight cut method I’ve been curious about, that if done well can let me go shorter overall.
And the staring at yourself in a mirror when wet and half done thing!
And people looking in at you because it’s a glass window shop front
In the worst lighting
also a bit scared of going to a hairdresser, they have a tendency to cut it too short
My hair seems to reach a natural stopping point at about my waist so I just ignore it entirely, other than tying it into a ponytail during the day. I tried the buzzcut route for a while, which is a little bit less effort each day but more hassle overall having to trim it every few weeks. It would be nice if you could just turn the hair growth setting on and off as required, this constant maintenance option sucks.
Mine gets below my butt so takes maintenance energy I don’t have right now and also gets split ends
I love a weekend sleep in. So well rested.
Went for a sneaky run in work hours yesterday, which means I don’t feel that guilty about not going this morning - so currently enjoying a coffee. Full month off due to being clumsy… Feels good to be back out there.
I am now working on the metal ferrules of the cabinet legs. They were so rusty. Work on the big chairs continues.
TIL the word ferrules!
when you are old you know lots of words
3 different grade sandpapers used to remove rust and some rust preventer applied, will repeat the process tomorrow so it’s done as well as I can. One leg is banged up tho. Then will apply some clear varnish.
Finish cleaning the glass and the rest of the wood , I think it was stored in a garage and the soot and oil is hard to remove. I’ve unpacked the glass shelves and cleaning them up too.
I’ve started sorting my shell collection ready to put on display. Big shells on the bottom and smaller up high. If there is room I’ll put some mineral specimens in too.
And for the chairs, so many pieces of velvet and tapestry have been measured and cut ready to be made into matching scatter cushions. 🙂
To market, to market, to buy a fat pig. Only not a pig just some liquid nails and barkeepers friend. Someone put a lovely 19th century copper wash ewer out on the nature strip. Just needs the base re-attached more securely and a bit of polishing. Holds about an ordinary bucketful so will come in very useful as well as beautiful.
And the pouring handle is a lion’s head, and there are gorgeous reinforcing bits at the sides with lion’s heads on them.ooh I like that.
It’s really nice. 🙂
Good morning munchkins! Don’t get up to too much trouble this weekend
I’m going to get baked and go to pilates.
No thank you
I have a breakfast burrito and you can’t stop me 😝
an apple burrito? I used to eat those for brekkie all the time
No, but that sounds like a tasty idea!
Well I just had a Big Breakfast, and id still smash a breakfast burrito if I came across one
Slept in, went out and got an almond lemon tart biscuit and a brownie, and a mocha and cappuccino from The Good Baker.
People everywhere on Sydney Road, in all the shops and on the footpaths. It’s so nice to see everyone looking happy and having conversations.
I just want to tell them all they look so beautiful.