The other evening, I was scanning through the thing, that passes as what's on the television; and I came upon a channel listed under the 'Entertainment' misnomer, Foxtel Classics; and running through the fare on offer for said 'other evening' I came across the film entitled '84, Charing Cross Road', starring Anne Bancroft and Anthony Hopkins. Taken … Continue reading 84, Charing Cross Road,
A couple of weeks, or was it months ago, the War Office asked "when was the last time you had the eyes tested?" and I told her, "about 5 years ago" ! "Isn't it about time you went again?"; in a voice that sounded like a directive to get them tested quick smart! . Feeling … Continue reading Not wishing to make a spectacle of myself but……………
London, November 2005, Believe it or not...... actually the Sun follows me where e're I go; then again it's probably the War Office. 😥 A few days ago, come to think of it it might have been a few weeks ago, I happened to leave a comment on one of DJK's posts, of photo's he'd … Continue reading The sun shines on the righteous, (supposedly an Olde English adage;)… and that just about covers the lot.
Last Friday, the 3rd November, I decided that I would not renew the 'wordpress' Premium account. I'm not doing that much work on my site, and it's certainly not worth paying the ludicrous sum of $A129.00 per annum for it, I doubt if anyone would waste money advertising here anyway. Furthermore that amount will buy … Continue reading WordPress or WordParasites? You be the judge!
Pamela doesn’t post much or often but I think she should,
I had intended to share another’s well-written post about how the explosive growth of social media has led to more actual disconnect in our lives, but the text wasn’t copied.
So I’ll jot down my own thoughts. They may not be expressed in a way that as many people will relate to, but here they are.
We sit in chairs, stretch out on sofas, lay across beds and stare, seemingly emotionless, at screens whilst online profiles are becoming more important than our real-life presence. Instead of yo-yos, balls, and little metal cars, children stay glued to tablets and iPhones and grow soft and inattentive to the here and now.
Our own, real selves are so beautiful, so deserving of attention, and we have so much to share. The sharing of it makes life livable. Yet the exponential growth of social media platforms slowly drains the life from our authentic selves.
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