Posts by Jackie Clark
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Up Front: Oh, Grow Up, in reply to
I often don't feel like an adult. Even though I live a life with a lot of pressure, and stress - as many of us do - I really wish I didn't. My dearest wish is for someone else to take care of it all - train the dog, look after the husband, pay the bills - and leave me to closet myself away, except when I feel like company. I also often feel pretty immature emotionally, even though I know that can't be the case most of the time. Fortunate, I guess, that I get to work with 3 and 4 yr olds all day then, I guess.
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There's a very fine artist who often paints on the side of the water tower at the Big King dog park. Eventually, though, the Council comes along and destroys it. I would love to know who the artist is - his work is stunningly good.
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I know nothing about any of these things but I have to say that whatever you used was brilliant. I spent a bit of time peering at the turntable graphic thingy. It was pretty cool. The music pumping out from it was even better. And the ladies won on the night.
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My core belief: you shouldn't get in a car if you've been drinking. Or drugging. Lord knows, it's hard enough to drive well when you're sober. And there's enough erratic drivers on the roads already.
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This morning something happened which I initially thought was very amusing, and then a friend pointed out how indicative it was of the ill treatment that our Ruby had known very early in her life. And she's right. We are still working on The Behavioural Issues which are the legacy of that treatment, but we are largely, I think, past them, apart from the odd outbreak or two that tells us just how damaged she has been by some bastard, or other. (To which end, a muzzle has been deployed. Looks ugly, makes people laugh when she tries to pick up balls or sticks with it on, but hey, you do what you have to to make your beloveds safe). Anyway, here's the video of what I thought at first was so funny. It seems small - she can't get down the steps because she's afraid - but it speaks to her general fear, which is now much lessened, and how scary some very simple things in life are for her.
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This morning, it being a very doggy weekend in this household what with canine houseguests and all, we undertook a lovely expedition to our now favourite place in Auckland, Kakamatua Beach. Of course. Where I took a wholly unexpectedly beautiful photo of a very beautiful young woman, the daughter of my friend, kicking up her heels.
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Hard News: Friday Music (on a Thursday):…, in reply to
I loved Sharon O'Neill. To young women at the time, me anyway, she evoked glamour and cool and elegance of a very down to earth variety. Shark tooth earrings were the height of sophistication.
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Capture: Someone, Somewhere, In Summertime, in reply to
The gals were telling me last night - and Fabulous Cat too! It really pisses me off the way the Council do that. There's been some truly wonderful art on that water tower over the last 12 yrs, and they bloody paint over all of it, the Philistines.
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What a glorious summer it’s been all things considered. This morning, Miss Ruby and I went to Mangere Mountain. There were rabbits in them thar hills – we could see them but the dogs for some reason had no idea they were there. And to top it all off, we had an icecream at the Strawberry Farm on McKenzie Rd. Lovely. And those of you who know Ruby's story and have been part of her journey - that would be Sache and Lilith, amongst others - will know that this last photo is the most important. I'm always reasonably careful about taking her around large groups of people because she can get a bit stressed, but she's much more relaxed about such things now. She had people passing her by in great numbers, and didn't flicker an eyelash.
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Hard News: The Next Act, in reply to
I quite liked the way Holmes died very publicly, on his own terms. Good to see the process of dying normalised.
Me too. People were horrified, some were I know, at that interview. I thought, good for him. That's what dying looks like.