The bilby is a nocturnal marsupial which was once widespread across Australia, but it has become a rare sight, largely due to predation by feral cats and foxes, plus the invasion of rabbits. The bilby’s struggle for survival sparked the rise of chocolate bilbies down under in place of bunnies at Easter. We were lucky enough to see some bilbies (which are part of a captive breeding programme) when we visited Kanyana a few years ago. The chocolate Easter Bilby is growing in popularity, which is raising awareness of the bilby’s struggle for survival and also represents the plight of many of Australia’s native animals in the face of introduced species.
My daughter-in-law Toni and her friend and running companion Carol have made a rash decision – they are going to up their game and instead of running 10k (with or without obstacles) they are going to run 10 miles. Now as regular readers will know half a mile (or the distance to the station platform when I saw the train coming) were my limit so I am in awe of anyone who can run 10k let alone 10 miles. As I said in an earlier post I think walking is a more sensible way of getting round than running which seems to involve far too much hard work. But each to their own.
They have set up a justgiving page saying that they are running Great South Run at the end of October for Cancer Research UK. They actually managed 10k in a smidgeon under an hour the other day so they have got 7 months to work on the other 4 miles. Mind you if it’s in October they will probably be running in a blizzard (I’ll say anything to encourage them!!).
I will keep you updated on their progress (both their running and their fundraising).
The other day we visited a cake shop. Not the sort of shop where you buy cakes but one where you buy anything and everything to decorate your cakes (you have to buy the ingredients for the cake itself elsewhere). It was a delight. It has been going for 30 years but when you step inside the door it could have been unchanged (except for the credit card reader) for half a century or more. Continue reading “Cakes and deliveries”→
Back in December I told you how my PSA had gone up. From a low of 0.2 last May it had crept up to 0.3 in August and then leapt to 3.2 in December. The question was, was this leap a blip or a trend? It wasn’t yet at a level to require additional intervention but was a bit concerning, especially if it were followed by a further similar increase. Continue reading “Blip”→
Walking down the road the other day I saw a man sitting in his car frantically waving his arms around. For all the world it looked as if he was trying to beat off a wasp or some other annoying insect. When I got closer I could see that he was having an animated conversation on his mobile phone (cellphone in the US; a term which I used to find a bit confusing when US colleagues sent me messages starting “I am sending this from my cell . . .“). Continue reading “Telephony”→
This saying came to mind after doing a good deed on Friday, so before writing about this deed I thought I would check it out. Professor Google told me that it was either a quote from Oscar Wilde or from Clare Boothe Luce (or maybe both). Never mind, but I don’t really believe it anyway, although . . .Continue reading “No good deed goes unpunished”→
In comparison to 2016, with its diagnosis, chemotherapy and a few weeks holiday in the North East and Scotland, 2017 seems to have slipped into obscurity almost unnoticed. In fact things happened but not in the same way. There were milestones (in July it was 18 months from diagnosis when I was told that without treatment I had got 18 months; I got a certificate congratulating me for being in an Institution for 50 years; a 70th Birthday Party) and other activities that I have only alluded to in this blog. Continue reading “Carpe Annum”→