Australia Posts

Even I Forget On Occassion…

Living in Queensland Australia, it is very important for me to remember to apply sunscreen before spending anymore than 5 mins at a time in the sun.  Why?  Because the sun here is incredibly intense and totally unforgiving.

Queensland is the skin cancer capital of Australia, with 1000’s of people being diagnosed with one type of skin cancer or another every month.  Sobbering to think of isn’t it?

Usually, I don’t spend a lot of time in the sun.  I prefer to hand the washing up under the house to the rotary clothes line in the back yard for the following reasons:

  1. I struggle to reach the rotary line and it is set to the lowest.  That means I run the risk of popping my shoulder out, which is not a good thing at all.
  2. Under the house means my washing is protected from the weather more than on the rotary line.  That means I am still able to keep hanging washing up even when it is bucketing down with rain.
  3. It is not sunny under the house, which means I don’t get sunburnt.  Notice that one…Yeah, keep reading to see my oopsie.

Yesterday, I got stuck into some of the cleaning up of the house I’ve been meaning to get to.  I started in our bedroom as bubs was asleep in the study and was finally able to put the washing away without disturbing her.

I put the washing away and then decided to take advantage of the situation and keep working away in there.  Out with the rubbish and recycling and down to some sorting.  This spilt over to me removing the recycling from my study which turne into me pottering in the garden.

And there it is folks, my oopsie.  I got so carried away with my potterings around and the fact that I had the time free to do the pottering in the first place, that I didn’t even consider the sun and its harmful effects.

Around an hour later, and lobster red me finally admitted I needed a break and went back inside.  I had completed what I was doing, and rather pleased with the results.

Not pleased with the fact that I can barely move today though.  Ouchy, ouchy, ouchy!  Lesson learnt!  Next time, I will plan my outside time more carefully and smother myself in sunscreen.

Now lobster me is off to keep on working my way around the web, one slow key stroke at a time.

With The Tragedy Of The Victorian Fires I Want…

To see each and every person directly affected to take some of the debris from their now ruined homes, or those of neighbours.  Why?  To make a tribute to what they have lost, lived through and a reminder of what they want to achieve in life.

If I had been down there and lost everything, I’d be rebuilding for sure, and making a memory nook in my garden where I could go and remember the lives destroyed by the fires.  I could also be there and remind myself of the strength I have gained and would certainly use the memory nook to help me keep my life on track.

I actually had some strange dreams about it and thought I’d share my ideas, no matter how corny it might sound.  In one dream, I saw a garden with a table made out of burnt bricks and metal from a ruined roof with chairs that were somewhat melted.  It was surrounded by the beauty of native plants and the bird life was amazing.  I woke up in tears, and I am hoping that someone does it because the dream was too real for it not to come true.

My thoughts continue to be with my fellow Aussies who have been through so much, even the ones who are facing homelessness due to flooding.  A strange and beautiful country I live in, but scary at the same time.