Category: Topical

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Rest in Peace

Queen Elizabeth II, I hope, is at peace and with her beloved Philip, any number of Corgis and, no doubt many other loved ones who passed before her.

You don’t reach 96 without suffering loss.

Wonder if Lady Di and Lilibet will thrash things out?

Whatever your opinion on the Royals, Queen Elizabeth II was amazing. The end of an era. And once again more change is ushered in.

Fifteen Prime Ministers in her 70 years plus.

The Boris and Liz circus the final straw.

Last night we listened to a Queen concert. We weren’t there, but it was close enough to hear.

How’s that for a coincidence? The original Freddy, of course, also departed and his music has long been a feature played at Buckingham Palace. The Queen very recently did a marvelous skit to it with Paddington Bear.

It seems to me there are a good few better people departed than left behind for the Queen to catch up with.

The Queen tribute we were inadvertently listening to last night stopped for a bit. I’m sure in respect.

Rest in peace Ma’am.

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Is nothing sacred?

Apparently the copyright to Winnie the Pooh, held by Disney up until recently, has now expired.

So, what has the world done? Made a slasher movie of course. Winnie the Pooh: Blood and Honey (wonder how long it took them to come up with that title).

Pooh and Piglet have been around for 95 years and now, it seems, they are pissed. Gone rogue on Christopher Robin.

Difficult to reconcile that this is what the world needs really.

Wasn’t the horror of Bambi and Old Yeller enough to bear? But, in those movies, at least there was a lesson. What lesson can ANY slasher movie provide?

I’m not sure how important Winnie the Pooh is to the latest generation of kids, but it seems sad that “Blood and Honey” could be become anyone’s memory and impression of the gentle Pooh Bear.

Funny may be back soon. Sorry Pooh, the world has gone mad.

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Those Comrades are Crazy

They are running the Comrades Marathon between Pietermaritzburg and Durban today. For the first time since the start of Covid. So, I think they have missed two years.

Which is a pity really because I was ready to compete last year.

Only kidding. If I run for any length of time my rubbing thighs are likely to set my fanny on fire.

Many years ago I attended a motivational talk by an accomplished woman comrades runner. She was extraordinary. I was, however dismayed to see that she had cellulite.

It seems terribly unfair that you are capable of running 90 km and are STILL cursed with cellulite.

I blame that for putting my running career to an end before it even started really.

We have braved our little porta pool this Sunday. Cellulite and all. In between oohing and aaahing at those extraordinary runners. Yes, we are not wealthy enough to put in a real pool, but I do love bobbing around in my porta pool.

The weather is lovely, but the (green) water is only 16 degrees Celsius. However, I insisted it is warm enough and we MUST get in. We are in autumn here, for what it’s worth.

To balance things out, my lovely man is serving us lentils for lunch.

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Leave me alone, I have a headache – Topical

I am fascinated by the attraction to sex dolls, sex robots and the like.  And there is, I believe, a demand.

I don’t want to judge.  Some people are very judgemental, you can tell just by looking at them.

That’s not me.

But I am fascinated.  There was a recent story about a couple who decided to get a sex doll made up in the spitting image of the wife.  For, you know, when she’d had enough argy bargy.  The doll could step in.  This was their story.

Except the doll was not the spitting image of the wife.  She was enhanced quite a bit.  That’s gonna become a problem isn’t it.  And the doll is not going to age, get sick or get fat.

So many questions.  So many pros and cons really. And, one of the things I wonder about is ‘is this really a joint decision?’  Why didn’t the wife get her own improved sex doll husband?  Just to even things out.  Is there such a thing? 

But that’s just it, isn’t it, relationships ARE hard.  For me personally, it’s possibly time to get happy with being single if your partner needs to bring a doll into things.

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Life in Africa – We’re OK, we drink plenty

Japan is issuing stern instructions to their youth to drink more.  They need the sin tax for economic growth it appears.

I have long pondered how the Zimbabwe economy staggers on, and I think I finally understand. 

I read quite a lot of opinion pieces (propaganda), where the government assures everyone that everything is under control and Zimbabwe is booming because of this or that and that it is absolutely fine for them to replace their entire fleet of cars with new Mercedes as a result.

Even when I diligently read the critics and their take on the Zimbabwe economy, I can’t make any sense of it.

We asked one of the banks here recently if, in fact, the seemingly popular purchasing of the Zimbabwe “Mosi-oa-Tunya” gold coin is stabilising things as is being claimed, and they answered ‘No comment’

And therefore we drink.  Because we are confused as to HOW Zimbabwe staggers on.  Well, really, a Zimbabwean has never needed an excuse to drink.

And here is the answer people!  The Japanese know.

When South Africa banned booze (and cigarettes and open toed shoes of course) because some bright spark decided this would help eliminate Covid 19, the Zimbabweans nodded knowingly. That isn’t ever going to happen in Zimbabwe.

Politics is quite harsh in Zimbabwe, but they know better than to take away a Zimbabwean’s beer.

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Topical – Full Disclosure

Did you hear about the Russian cosmonaut that was outside of the space ship doing some job or the other when he was advised to return to base immediately because his battery pack was likely to malfunction and leave him in all kinds of poo?

He must have bought his power pack from the same little streets of Beira shop I did. I also didn’t give them a rave review on line.

First, what is the difference between a cosmonaut and an astronaut?  Apparently nothing except Cosmonauts are trained and certified by the Russian Space Agency, and Astronauts are trained and certified by NASA and others.  There you go hey, no love lost….

Secondly, this wardrobe malfunction probably has more serious implications, although not as widely watched or repeated on mainstream media, as Janet Jackson’s nipple gate.  And various others. 

There is immediate suspicion of course, when there is a wardrobe malfunction that ends up exposing some intimate bit in public that it was intentional, you know, for the publicity.

I have had the odd wardrobe malfunction, but I can assure you I was not coerced into the behavior and I don’t believe any publicity did me any favors.

Once I went to the office loo and tucked the bottom of my skirt into my panties.  I wandered around the open plan area for a while with my bum cheek hanging out. 

I was telling a friend about the incident and that I was contemplating killing myself, or at least resigning, and she said that she had gone to the lav and also tucked her skirt hem and the toilet paper she’d been using into her panties. She trailed a long stream of less than pristine loo paper from her panty elastic for some time.

I think she won.

This, unfortunately, has not been the worst incident I, (but mostly those witnessing), have suffered.  Our Mandova was diligently cleaning out the lounge very early in the morning once and glanced out the lounge French doors, across the stretch of the verandah and straight into the bedroom French doors where I was leisurely clothing myself. Sadly, only in the very beginning stages of this dressing process.

We have never spoken of this, but it is not something he can unsee I suspect.  He is no longer as diligent about cleaning so early and if he does, he keeps all the drapes closed and his head down.  I suspect he has also started drinking.  I know I have.

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Topical – J&J baby powder


Did you see that J&J have crumbled to the ongoing lawsuit pressure and plan to stop selling their legacy talc-based baby powder products.

What, I hear you asking, am I going to put in my big girl panties to keep things cool and fresh?

This is where the trouble started for J&J of course. All kinds of things going horribly wrong with their apparently asbestos based stuff.

So, I googled it, and these are some of the options I can tell you for nothing.

Cornstarch and baking powder.

May create a bit of snap, crackle and pop or get things rising.

The mind, actually boggles.

I had a friend, (no names mentioned), that was quite generous with her panty talc. We could see when she came back from the loo because there was a little trail to follow.