Sunday, June 26, 2016

I should have thought this Brexit thing through

My dream that I will never follow up is to live in England or Europe; maybe a Cornish village near the sea, maybe in Brighton, maybe in a Portuguese village or maybe in Vienna or Cologne or Budapest. I had the right before Brexit, even as a multi generation Australian. Let me explain.

R has always maintained his British passport. If he allowed it to expire, as an Australian citizen, he would have no right to live England. He has always kept his options open. I remember his British Passport. I was sturdy and strong cardboard, dark blue, with gold embossed writing. When he renewed the last time, it was much more difficult than conducting the process via the High Commission in Canberra as before. He had to send his old passport and his Australian passport to London, and received in return a Euro passport, a rather cheaper and nastier version of his British passport.

R's Euro passport gives him quick access without queuing in England and Europe but after he used it to travel from Newcastle to Amsterdam, he concluded there was no point, as once quickly through immigration, he had to wait for me with my Australian passport who was in the 'Others' queue. English Immigration has queried him why he does not use it when he last travelled on an Australian passport. He has to point to me and say he is travelling with an Australian friend, and then immigration becomes suspicious.

With me being his partner, we could have lived anywhere in England or an EU country. I don't know what will happen about Euro passports post Brexit, but Ireland remains in the EU and in the fine detail of Irish legislation, if you have an Irish parent of grandparent you can take up an Irish identity and have an EU passport and guess what!!!! One of R's grandmothers was Irish.

So I can dream on about us living in an old cottage in St Ives in Cornwall, or maybe a gorgeous old apartment in Vienna,

Saturday, June 25, 2016

Fritzed PC

As of last Wednesday the desktop pc is broken. Only a few months old, it is under warrSanty, but sending it to Sydney? Although our own computer man moved from Balaclava to St Kilda and then to Moorabbin and we followed him, he has now shut up shop.  He would have fixed the problem in a few minutes.  Instead it is at a professional repair place for a few days. The issue is that it would only boot to the bios screen. I could have fixed that with old Windows versions. Windows 10, I don't have a clue.
I don't have access to photos as recent photos are on the desk top so I will just rant a bit in the last post for a few days.

So much crap is happening with our friends.  You would think by the age of sixty plus, such rubbish would not happen.

It is rare that I finish late at work but on the very night we were going to see Sound of Music, I finished at work unavoidably late. The traffic home was hideous too and instead of being in a nice relaxed mood, I was mega stressed, as was R by me being late. 6:53, car swap, 6:54, inside. 6:57, changed clothes, 6:58 looked at not working computer bios screen 7:05 hop on tram to town, 7:17 meet theatre friends, 7:22 find a quiet corner to eat half the curried egg sandwich R had made for me as a substitute for dinner, 7:25 collect a glass of wine from R, hold it with two hands and my hands are going ninety to the dozen, 7:30 seated at the wonderful Regent Theatre for quite a good show. 

Cameron Daddo played Captain Von Trapp and I found him disappointing. The children were excellent. I've forgotten her title and I don't know her name, but the head of the abbey stole the show. She is a brilliant singer. The person who played Maria was ok. I must say, how many great songs were in Sound of Music, and a little brag that we visited Salzburg and received a commentary about the movie a few years ago.

I have been replying to comments using the note book, what has a battery so failed that it will not work without being plugged in, and swyping on tablet. So tedious, so see you in few days.

Friday, June 24, 2016


The most astonishing thing about Brexit for me is that the northern former coal mining town in England where R hails from voted 'Stay'. R was surprised too. I looked at an map of the electorate, and I can see why. It is all about wealth, electoral boundaries and demographics.

I usually have an opinion on everything. I listen to the arguments and nod in an approving manner to both sides, as there are always convincing reasons put forward. In the case of Brexit, I was really sitting on the fence, not deciding one way or the other. What I did know is that Britain would not collapse long term because of Brexit. It is a very rich country and could certainly be self sufficient without the EU.

The voting results were fascinating as they arrived. Fen tweeted an interesting graph of the age breakdown of voting. Summed up, old people voted to leave, young people voted to stay. Old people have bitter experiences of what was essentially a vote on the free movement of Europeans coming and going into the UK and receiving benefits of being UK resident. My mantra is, once they are in your country, they deserve all rights. Whether they should be in your country, is another matter entirely, and that was more what it was about.

I do have a firm opinion on one thing, the stay campaign, the Tories in England and the EU in Brussels have only themselves to blame. They did not listen to the discontent of the people faced with increasing crowding and overloaded systems and took no significant action.  Ye shall reap what ye shall sow. Still without an opinion of whether to leave or stay, I can certainly see why leave won.

I instinctively go against what rich bastards and Tory conservatives want, but in this case, it was not so clear cut. Never mind. It is democracy and no one has come up with a better system.

Kingswood Country

It is generally a friendly rivalry between Victoria where Australian Rules Football is played, and New South Wales where Rugby League is the preferred football ball game. Each code has worked hard and spent lots at getting their form of football known in other state. The world football game, soccer as it called here and in North America, also has an increasing presence in both states.

This is the final clip I will publish from Kingswood county. Ted is viewing an AFL match with some ignorance, in the company of his son in law, Bruno (The Wog).

Thursday, June 23, 2016

LED advances

This table lamp sits on a table beside the sofa. Young children just love running their hands through the heavy strands. It was too bright with two frosted fifty watt bulbs of an unusual type. We replaced them with 25 watt bulbs but it was still too bright and annoyingly glaring at you in the corner of your eye. We took two Cling Wrap cylinders, cut lengthway about a third of them away, covered them in silver foil and put them around the glaring bulbs and they have served the purpose for a number of years.

I dispatched R to the lighting shop for new bulbs. They are not cheap; close to $5 each. The sales staff pointed out a new type of bulb, an LED bulb, that will fit the same socket. They will last for a decade, R was told.  R thought we should try them and so bought two. He began to hand over a $10 note to pay, but the cost was over $40 for the two bulbs. He hesitated, then decided at over $20 each, they would probably see him out, and maybe me too, so he bought them.

They are exactly the right strength for the lamp and we are able to do away with our home made cure of foil covered cardboard tubes. Brilliant.