Maria, Comrade Ghost
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Maria, Comrade Ghost
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Scribbles away in a garret overlooking the Illawarra Railway. Edits ESIA reports. Spends much time on trains. Pines for the Round Pond. Lives in interesting* times. Looks on in horror as the world turns to custard. Walk with me.
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And before you ask, I have reached an age where can get away with being “one of THOSE people”.
When you need to remind girls from the local Ladies’ College that they really need to clean up after themselves at the food court so someone else can use their table when they’re finished. I am going to write to the headmistress. #CrankyOldGhost
They put the chicken on the rotisserie AFTER entrees have been eaten. Does this mean a 90 minute wait between courses? #MKR
I’m certain “bao bun” is a tautology. But also, my inner Greek is cringing every time I hear Lol and Lil say “taziki”. #MKR
Today, at the Souk, the man who runs the continental deli is arguing with his business partners about the prices of tinned chestnuts. The same thing is apparently ridiculously cheaper at the middle-eastern spice and nut shop in the same centre.
It just sucks when your school chums start dying.
It looks like the results of a highly flammable situation in the kitchens of the New Huang Restaurant giving the exhaust system a run for its money. Have they called the Fire Brigade yet?
At Bondi Junction, in peak Sydney Eastern Suburbs self-awareness*, Marjorie, clearly from Pretoria and its environs, complaining on the phone loudly bitterly about all the foreigners coming to Sydney, buying up all the property, and scamming the government. 🙄🤦‍♀️
OMG, Sergeant Troy just banging on the spoons! #MidsomerMurders
This is season 6, episode 2, with the truly creepy kids.
These are old John Nettles episodes.
Oh, this includes a psychiatrist, Dr Moore, who adds fuel to my notion that Tom Barnaby was NOT a faithful husband. #MidsomerMurders
Death and Dreams. Tonight’s trip to #MidsomerMurders. Body Count = 1 to wrap up the cold open.
Embussed, and certain there is a very territorial tom cat prowling the Kingsgrove bus depot.
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Meanwhile, Michael drops his ribs. #MKR #oops
Reilli, no judge or jury would convict. #MKR
This evening in #ApartmentLyf, the windows are open and someone is over boiling cauliflower, or perhaps, cabbage.
Entrained. Southbound. Slow train. Opposite, someone’s sitting at the end facing seats, carrying a telephone conversation at volume. I don’t know whether to be impressed or appalled that they’ve kicked off their shoes to place their feet on the seats.
Earworming “The Grand Old Duke of York” and pondering if the title will now go to Prince Harry, as it’s a title given to the second son of a reigning monarch.