"Old Bollock" part 2

More from the 4th Estate:


"An embarrassing blooper that saw a Wellington footpath named as Old Bollock Road instead of Old Bullock Road has had a happy outcome.
The sign in suburban Highbury has been given to the Prostate Cancer Foundation and is likely to be auctioned off to raise funds.
The misspelled sign was replaced yesterday."

"A blooper that saw a misspelled Wellington street sign become a national laughing stock has resulted in city council staff drawing up a "red list" of possibly naughty street names.

The council had opened the street directory and done an "informal check" of street names that could be easily altered by the misplacement of a a few letters. They included Dorking Rd, Volga St, Wanaka St and Virginia Grove.The embarrassing blunder came less than a year after a sign for Prince of Wales Park in Mt Cook turned it into Prince of Whales Park"

Could have been worse - Prince of Wails Park

Welly City Council Strikes Again

Footpath sign error 'a real balls up'
Monday, 08 September 2008

A new footpath sign in the Wellington suburb of Highbury has residents seeing red.
Old Bullock Rd has been mistakenly called Old Bollock Rd.
"I'm all for better signage for footpaths but at least they should get the name right," said one angry resident.
"This is a real balls up."
Wellington City Council spokesman Richard MacLean said the error was "astounding".
"Of course we'll change it. . . clearly our proofreading and English standards have fallen here."
He said a "full investigation" would be carried out.

- NZPA

Brilliant start to the week!

Keyboard vs. Mug full of Tea

Mmmmm, yes, the Tea won, so at home I have been lacking a functioning keyboard for a couple of days. Okay, confess is deceased keyboard #3 to go with #2 (tea once more). Must throw them out.

Ex-keyboard #1 I stuffed up back working for AXA in 2001 by accidentally feeding it yoghurt smoothie. It was a very yummy smoothie I was looking forward to drinking! The techy lads there were very nice and just chucked #1 out and gave me a new keyboard.

Happy to report after demise of #3KB, the actual crockery mug survivied. A fine mug from the "Art Meet Matter Ltd" range featuring the colouring and text from the original Pelican & Penguin Books, "THINKING TO SOME PURPOSE" L. Susan Stebbing one shilling and sixpence. Pressie from my Dear Sis.

Phone call from Dear Friend Jane and ...........I'm back now and I need to email some tea info to the Dear Jane. Incidentally the tea I spilt was a very pleasant Marsala Chai, (black tea, cinnamon bark, cardamom, ginger root, cloves, black pepper) in a tea bag made up with hot water, milk and sugar, that I love drinking at home. Can only occassionally drink this one at work as my dear boss loathes the smell of cardamom. Having written that...

Many thanks to kind and amazing boss, Carolyn - today she not only found an old keyboard for me to take from work, but dear Carolyn cleaned it up for me too. It works really well.

Cardamom containing tea already hidden in "the scent can't escape this" container in desk at work.

Maybe I need a liquid proof cover for any keyboard?

Need to be baking tomorrow evening so maybe nowt more from me until the weekend

Huggles and care,

Mickle and Zeb

Foodie Musings #1

I've been flicking through my cookbooks lately and noticed how recipes, or rather ingredients, have changed over the last 30 years. The gem was in "The Australian Women's Weekly Cooking Class Cookbook" I'd bought in about 1983. It offers 3 recipes under the heading of Vegetables:

Potato Scallops

Chips

French Fried Onion Rings

All deep fried and only the chips weren't dipped in batter before frying.

Prawns on the Barbie? - no they're deep fried too. If the food wasn't deep fried then it was cooked in lashings of butter and cream.

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Now, for those in the Northern Hemisphere who find themselves inundated with Zucchini here is another idea for cooking them.

Zucchini Paste

Coarsely grate 1 kilo of zuccs. Meanwhile heat 4 tablespoons (can use less) of a good Olive oil in the base of a solid, fairly big saucepan. Once heated to medium add the zuccs, stir and turn down the heat. Do not cover. Continue to cook over a low heat, stirring occasionally, for 30 minutes or until all the liquid had evaporated. Season with Salt and Pepper.

Now let it cool then eat on crostini or bruschetta. Alternatively use as a dip or basis for a dip. Add stock and blend or leave as is as a soup - I add risoni.

Is great for entertaining (as long as you can stop yourself from scoffing it all down first) and for using up over-large zuccs that are threatening to become marrows. I like to replace the olive oil with avocado oil (yummo).

Added bonus - moggies unlikey to fancy it.

Now I'm hungry. Huggles and happy eating

Light Nest

Awww...

"Like many other Wellington residents, this thrush has taken to the bright lights of Courtenay Place.
He or she has even decided to take up residence without a care for the hum and buzz of the constantly changing lights or the racket of late night revelry.
Wellington City Council spokesman Richard MacLean was amused that the bird had the good sense to choose the orange, rather than the red light.
He said council traffic control staff would check the roost to see whether it was obstructing the lights or whether it could be left till the chicks flew the nest.
If not, Wellington Zoo or SPCA staff would be called in to see if they could humanely move the nest and its occupants."

Safe from moggies

Understandable Reason for Loathing

Thankfully this isn't my lad.

Sky here same colour as the wet concrete, water falling from it all day. Nothing for it but to cook.

Super Brave Zebedee

Okay, folks, you've hopefully picked up that my Zeb is a complete Wussy Cat. A couple of days ago I vaguely heard his "help" howl. I wandered into our wee hallway where the lad was sat inside, looking out the slightly opened front door.

Zeb HISSED and then GROWLED. Very strong stuff from my lad. Turned out, yes there was another cat outside. Zebedee the Brave!!!

A friendly, non-violent tabby wearing a wee collar with a bell attached - for to warn the birdies was there. Just wanting to say hello and be nice, New puss on the block ran away once I came out.

If it was a fighting type cat then Zeb would have howled desperately for rescue. Dear, scared rescued boy that he is - this new tabster could be a welcome friend, only my lad has had such a hard time in the past, that he will lurk with me, and is very threatened by any other felines.

Here, living with me, Zeb's feeling safe and very secure, a safe place to have a decent wash and to get sincere stroking and huggles, and tickles under the chin

Yes, I'm such a Zebby-Cat pushover, and a relieved rescuer of my Zebedee.

Huggles from Me, m'dears, once again snores from him