@neilco Thanks. Best wishes to you, too.
// @sumudu @hazardwarning @larand
@sumudu All OK now, after selecting "allow browse into any URL" in the whitelist preference, I can get it working. No need for repeatred sigh-ins.
// @matigo @indigo @ukhaiku
One of the fellows in the Men's Shed group was reminiscing about his late father's naval service in WW2 for the British Royal Navy & subsequent service with the Royal Australian Navy when he came out here with his family. He'd been a gunnery Chief Petty Officer in the RAN & a Petty Officer in the RN.
He had the dubious distinction in his wartime service of having every vessel he'd ever served on sunk by enemy action, either while he was on board or after he'd been posted to another vessel.
Then Graham, another fellow asked for the father's name. He said "I do believe he was one of the gunnery instructors I had when in service with the RAN during the Vietnam conflict."
Such a small world.
I had a number of prepared soups from supermarket & grocery clearance stores in my fridge, tonight I couldn't work out if I wanted minestrone or pea & ham as a hearty winter meal.
So I mixed two different minestrones with the pea & ham soup in a biggish pot.
It's a magnificent combination, if I leave any, it's going with me to the Men's Shed for tomorrow's lunch.
First attempt was Cappuccino - it didn't work out well.
// @indigo @ukhaiku @matigo
@ukhaiku I'll look into it. I used to use Fluid back in the days when I was on a network where I used the @pme tag.
// @indigo
@neilco My mother's older sister was admitted to hospital on Saturday afternoon with suspected flu (it's winter downunder). It was pneumonia & she died only a few hours later. I'm allowing six hours driving on Saturday for me to attend her funeral.
I know from speaking to a couple of them that my six cousins are sharing share your distress.
// @sumudu @hazardwarning @larand
“I LOVE pies, and in 1940 I joined a monastery because I was told I could lead a very pious lifestyle. What a load of bollocks. I’ve spent almost seven decades with no trousers or socks, praising God and shit and pulling on a bastard rope to ring a fucking bell.
If that wasn’t arseache enough, they wake me up at four in the morning to chant and tend a fucking beehive. As for pies, there hasn’t been a sniff of one since the day I joined. All we eat is fucking porridge.”
Brother Dominic Anselm
Brinkburn Priory