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It’s exciting to be sharing our current newsletter with you and to include our first real blog post for Living Alone, Working. There are so many topics related to Women’s Health, and we decided to share one which has already been very well received.
We are all in this boat of “getting older, together” ladies!
You might have to be of a “certain age” to remember seeing the original Dr. Finlay TV series (in black and white) but the one we have blogged has never been more relevant. This is the link:
What I Didn’t Learn From Dr. Finlay, Nightgowns and Not Offending Your Viewers
It has some poignancy for me, because not long before she died (quite unexpectedly at the end of August last year) my gorgeous Mum had been chatting with me about this very topic.
Babies and the environment
At the other end of the age scale, next Saturday we will be participating in an event which is being run world wide – to promote cloth nappies as being reusable, environmentally friendly and actually very beautiful. I have to say I have been quite in awe of the beautiful nappies which babies can have these days – my poor kids all got the standard square white ones and the invention of wicking nappy liners were as smart as we got, in those days.
I will be interviewing some of the Mums at the event and blogging that, later.
It’s been a great opportunity to help promote my Nutrimetics consultancy as well, and the organiser is very pleased with that, because our products are environmentally friendly. She was happy to write a post on her event about our support and on the day, I will be handing out some really beautiful gift packages as door prizes to six lucky Mums. Have a look at the event
We are also promoting free samples of beautiful Hair Care products – because, it’s all about the hair for me, at the moment. After two and a half years of having almost no hair, I am delighted with how healthy and shiny my hair is today. (Yes, I have been through the “no ‘poo” phase. Yuk!! )
So, I want everyone to try this shampoo and conditioner for free. Message me on Facebook and I’ll send them in the post I have several going out today, to local ladies.
So, that’s the fun we are having with Nutrimetics – being in the community and building our network by being engaged. Because this is the first newsletter after the 16th of the month, we include the link to the brand new eBrochure just released. You can access them through my Facebook page
Yes! The link to the new April-May ebrochure – with its exciting offers is an invitation to shop on line. We really do want everyone looking good, and feeling self-confident about their skin and make up regimes.
Being in the community
We only do Nutrimetics promotions on and off in the newsletter, especially when the new eBrochures come out, once a month. It’s much more about blogging, sharing social media tips, commenting on current events, and being worth the time it takes to read it. Not only will we be there for the Nappy Wrap, we will be looking for ways to support a friend who is volunteering in Malawi, by getting some of these amazing nappies to her. More about that later – I haven’t even started to explore the logistics of shipping nappies to Africa, but if you know anyone who might be a good resource for me, please put them in touch. I will be forever grateful.
Smart IT and Social Media
Those of you who already know me, know there is always a story. Gazania Social Media might seem like a strange name for a SoMo business, but there is a reason mine is so called. It’s all about being a “disrupter”. Why We Are Called Gazania Social Media Our tweets are getting some attention; a new logo is on the way, and soon it will have its own website.
For those of you in business who are often asked to be sponsors of community events, or find you often jump in and offer without really considering your ROI (return on investment) when you donate money or goods, this is a good post from our Facebook page which we shared in some groups and it was highly commended. I am not ashamed to admit I have wasted a lot of money in the past, in business, by thinking that throwing some money or product at an event would bring me new customers, and not having a proper plan on how to maximise my ROI. Getting The Most Market Exposure You Can For Your Sponsorship $$$
Not So Smart Captain Jack and Social Media
We cannot close without letting you have a look at the hilarious video of Johnny Depp and Amber Heard being “held hostage”, while they made their desultory apology to Australia. The original apology video has been lampooned so many times, including Barnaby Joyce saying Johnny Depp “looked like he was auditioning for The Godfather”. But this one is the classic, and it’s on YouTube. https://youtu.be/Y4Xh2KBI4I0
Twitter has had a field day, as you can imagine, and I hope you enjoy it, too.
I hope you have enjoyed this missive. We have a diverse readership, so we cover different topics, provide access our Facebook pages where there is always much more to read and enjoy, and you can peruse the links in your own timeframe.
Please let me know if there is anything you especially want to know about and I will source it for you.
Cheers, and happy reading.
Many years ago, I saw a British TV show, Dr Finlay? Dr Finlay’s diaries? Dr. Finlay’s Casebook, about a rather gruff medico somewhere in the highlands (or lowlands) of Scotland.
It wasn’t regular viewing for me, but I will never forget the episode which relates to the present day story of Dr. Catherine Hamlin and her continuing work in Ethiopia. (see the link further down)
In the episode I saw, a daughter who had recently qualified as a Dr came home and discovered her own mother had suffered from a fistula ever since she had been born. She was horrified.
Hence, she understood for the first time why she was an only child; her mother’s health and physical comfort had been compromised for over twenty five years, and her parent’s marriage had become a life of companionship only because of her mother’s physical condition. Her father clearly still loved his wife dearly.
The daughter got her mother to surgery – her long, painful story being rectified within the constricted viewing time of a single TV episode. My memory of that broadcast is that it was in black and white. Dr Finlay was definitely an “older” GP in the episode I saw, and of course completely unapproachable for the mother whose plight was revealed.
What I didn’t learn from Dr. Finlay
I remember it vividly for several reasons. I still didn’t actually “know” what was wrong with the mother except it was clearly inferred it was related to her giving birth to her daughter, who was now able and willing to get her mother cured. The word “fistula” never passed the daughter’s lips, nor those of Dr. Finlay. I had to work it out for myself, and that it was somewhat related to the bandages the poor woman was compelled to wrap around her thighs, in an effort to contain her urine. [Read more…]
It an exciting time for Lesley Dewar – after having been retired from writing for the past twelve months.
She is pursuing a new career, as a cosmetics consultant with Nutrimetics Australia. You will find her business page at Lesley Dewar Nutrimetics on Facebook and for direct orders, please go to Lesley Dewar Nutrimetics Consultant
As time goes by, you will see some changes on this site – as content is re-purposed, and revised.
I am resolved to live by these principles.
1. Leave the lights on – while you are making love. Global warming won’t care about that.
2. Be frugal – with other people’s time and energy. There are all kinds of conservation we need to practice.
3. Be generous – with your own time and money. You will be rewarded in the most unlikely and loving ways. [Read more…]
“Let’s get physical,” trilled Oliver Newton-John, in her pop video, while being filmed with gorgeous hunky young men and some others who clearly needed to get a bit more activity that is physical. There was no doubt she herself was in good shape, by the way. But, it didn’t inspire me then and still doesn’t do it today.
Exercise and I have a lifelong, ambivalent relationship.
Like most, I have gone through periods of being convinced I would exercise every day for the rest of my life, because it’s good for you and your body, but found I got bored with it fairly soon. I was never good at sport during my school years, much preferring to read a good book than run 100 yards. While my Dad was very athletic in his younger years, my Mum and I both lean more towards academic ventures.
Except – when there is something specific to be done, a goal to be achieved. You may have read or heard that I am making a sea change and moving to Mandurah. Before we can do that, my Dad and I, there are some modifications needed for the unit into which we will move.
We are modifying the bathroom by having the bath removed and a new, walk-in shower recess created. My Dad is 96, has a gammy leg, and is getting a little unsteady on his feet. There is no way we could have him trying to step into a bathtub for his shower. So, that entails removing all the wall and floor tiles and having them replaced, as well as a new bathroom vanity cabinet and some handrails. First step, find a tiler and a plumber, who are happy to do a small job. Then, I had to choose wall tiles, floor tiles, and cabinet. It is no exaggeration to say I have walked at least five km, up and down Albany Highway and its side streets, looking at tiles. In the end, they have come from Craft Décor (wall), Bunnings (floor), and Masters (vanity).
The wardrobe space in the second bedroom, his, is about 50 cm wide. Asking him to give up his 120 cm wardrobe, with four drawers as well, was not an option. So began the hunt for a spacious wardrobe, with sliding doors, because between his bed and the dressing table he will not relinquish, there was not enough room for a wardrobe with opening doors. After a few unsuccessful viewings of wardrobes on Gumtree, and trawling all the major furniture stores, we bought one for each of us in flat pack. It was finally a matter of walking into the store, where the floor staff recognised me (from my frequent visits) and me putting up my hands and saying, “Please, just take my money!” We have engaged a young local man to assemble them for us and he has proven to be a godsend. Dad has already hung his clothes.
We also have to downsize some of our lounge furniture, so I spent a few days looking at LazyBoy single chairs in the furniture stores; I found an excellent one on Gumtree, at a quarter of the retail price. Fortunately, my son was able to collect it for us and my Dad already loves it. While Warren and I footslogged through the displays, we found a small TV cabinet, that was exactly what we needed, and which is already in the unit. We bought a bed for guests, along with a couple of red bar stools that offer a bright spot of colour and the promise of hospitality. Notwithstanding the fact that he had to collect the TV cabinet from another suburb and Lisa had to get the second bar stool for me, from Midland. A smaller two-seater lounge is already on offer from the family, so that’s taken care of and the existing display cabinets for my cat collection and Robbie’s model cars will finish the lounge, very nicely, with the floor lamps we already have.
The lockup garage is already two thirds full with boxes, shelves, and chests we have packed and transported down there, in anticipation of bringing their contents in to furnish our new home. We will get the removalists to bring the heavy stuff: fridge, kitchen dresser, beds and mattresses, chests of drawers etc – so that’s not too physical except for the final clearing of the rooms. The intensive packing is done and Dad and I are living like squatters in our almost empty unit, except for my office. That is something I haven’t been able to contemplate yet – but the bonus of the move is that Mandurah already has broadband and I will be able to connect to the NBN when we do move the PC.
It really got physical when I decided to refurbish the kitchen, as well. I trekked from IKEA, to Masters, to Bunnings and back again, pricing cupboards and choosing colours and finishes. With those settled, and not being prepared to wait ten weeks for an installed kitchen, I decided we would do it ourselves. Todd knows how to build flat pack furniture! With scaled drawings in hand, it was back to the showrooms, for tiles for the kitchen splash backs and dining / kitchen floor. I have already collected five boxes of tiles for the bathroom walls and four boxes of tiles for the floor, brought them to the garage, then moved them to the laundry to be clear of the flat packs. Masters delivered the flat packs on a pallet; I discovered the basin top for the new vanity was broken clean in half, had them find a new one, loaded the broken one into my car (with the help of a passerby) and drove from Mandurah to Safety Bay to get it changed. I drove from Mandurah, to Cannington, to Belmont, collecting up the eleven boxes of tiles I needed for the kitchen/dining room floor and took them to Mandurah, too.
The curtains were chosen in Cannington, after visiting at least four soft furnishings stores; a second trip to get the rods, a third to return one curtain, which proved to be faulty when unpacked.
Next, I am off to the cabinetmakers, plans in hand, to get the bench tops made. The new stove is in the kitchen, not yet unpacked, with the old one already decommissioned. The measurements for the overhead cupboards have been checked and rechecked. The dining room vinyl is in the skip, which is already full and another one is coming.
So far, I have been able to spend one night in my new sea change home and am commuting from East Victoria Park every day while we are refurbishing. Luckily, all my tradesmen have family responsibilities and want to start after they have dropped the kids off at school, which gives me time to get there.
There has been no time to be idle, especially when making sure the tradies are scheduled in the right job order, but they are all great blokes, and are making it easy for me.
Already, I have walked by the water, up to the supermarket, to the Post Office and the tile shop. I have walked to the locksmiths, the coffee shop and the bank. It seems I am going to be getting physical, after all.
Feeding The Yabbies
Standing by the top dam at Chateau de Liswar, after the tragic fires of last month, in January 2014, I had a strong sense of déjà vu.
It was early Monday evening, close to the road and the driveway gate and there were no signs of the tragic Parkerville or Stoneville bushfires of the previous day. Not even the smell of smoke, as a strong sea breeze blew up from the coast to keep the temperature down.
Lloyd, the Persian cat, had done a bunk – he had skipped out the back door after I put him inside, but I knew he would be back for dinner. Rather than trying to catch him, I decided to let his curiosity do it instead.
He followed me to the dam the first time I went down the bank, staying cautiously back behind the bushes, out of reach. I pretended to ignore him and went back into the house.
I chopped two carrots up very finely, returned and spread them around the edge of the dam. I was hoping the yabbies (small freshwater crustaceans) would come up to feed, before it got too dark to see them. Some of the goldfish I rescued last year were swimming about, their black and gold scales showing clearly under the surface of the water.
We had a terrible heat wave in January last year, (2013). Warren and Lisa were away and I was recovering from breast cancer surgery of the previous month, but hadn’t started my chemotherapy at the time. [Read more…]
Mack the Knife
Oh, the shark, babe, has such teeth, dear
And it shows them pearly white
Just a jackknife has old Macheath, babe?
And he keeps it out of sight
It has been impossible to escape news about sharks, their teeth, and other matters marine in the past few weeks. It is highly unlikely when John Gay (1685 – 1732) created the character of Macheath for “The Beggar’s Opera” that great white sharks were on his mind. When it first appeared, in 1728, it was in a performance designed to lampoon and make cartoon characters of notorious criminals of the day, as well as a notable Whig political leader, and politicians in general.
He was bitterly disappointed at his failure to find a place of patronage at the Court of either George I or George II in London. After fourteen years in the Court and finally awarded a lowly position, he wrote “The Beggar’s Opera”. [Read more…]
I am a water person. My family all know that. I am obsessed with things that live in water. Frogs and tadpoles. Fish, and octopus and sharks. Images and stories about them fill my Twitter stream and my Facebook pages. “Grrk, The Motorbike Frog” is a story, still half written.
Before I went to live in Stoneville with my beloved husband, Robbie, we had lived in South Perth and Como for years. First, it was just the children and myself. We lived between the Zoo and the Swan River, where we had easy access to the sandy shore. A curving pedestrian walk led over the Freeway at the end of our street. My kids and I spent many a warm summer evening, paddling and picnicking on the river foreshore. We walked in the early morning light, to find the piles of weed and discarded jellyfish left behind by the prawning parties, who had long since decamped with their prize of sweet, juicy river prawns. We kicked our way along the white sand, jumped over the [Read more…]
Hey Dude – Who Moved My Gumnuts?
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Hey Dude – Who Moved My Gumnuts?
introduces children to the world of seeds, plants, gumnuts and black cockatoos in a bright and breezy story, filled with full colour pictures and interesting information.
Now available as a ‘stand alone’ story from Stories My Nana Tells’ author, Lesley Dewar, it is getting rave reviews from parents and educators. This is an immersing adventure through the wonderful world of seeds and trees. Written in clear, easy to understand prose, the story explores some of the seeds we most commonly found in our back garden and helps children learn about conservation and nature. With questions at the end and links to good websites, it is a MUST HAVE for parents who want their kids to understand and love our Australian wildlife. Get your copy here >>>>>>NOW!
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