Wendy's Blog

2006-04-04T07:41:00.000-07:00

Absorbing Barbara Sansoni's words on her life and colours one quiet magical afternoon at Barefoot.

W

2006-03-18T03:00:00.000-08:00

Oo, I've just come back from a cool and fabulous few days away in the perpetual English springtime hill station many of us know and love.

Had a few revelations up there on the mountain tops - did some cleansing yogic breathing, lots of reading, indulged in lashings of good food and wine, trekked across sunny hill & vale, and watched a few soaring eagles circle the sun...

Nothing like the wild and natural vistas of HP NP to clear your mind and refresh your soul.

However, after all this rather affected sounding prose (granted, I confess), I must share a banal bit of a book I read up there. Only coz it's funny, ha ha. And true, right girls? Enjoy.

Extract from:

Why Men Don’t Listen And Women Can’t Read Maps by Allan and Barbara Pease (2001)

How to satisfy a woman every time:

Caress, praise, pamper, relish, savour, massage, fix things, empathise, serenade, compliment, support, feed, soothe, tantalise, humour, placate, stimulate, stroke, console, hug, ignore fat bits, cuddle, excite, pacify, protect, phone, anticipate, smooch, nuzzle, forgive, accessorise, entertain, charm, carry for, oblige, fascinate, attend to, defend, trust, clothe, brag about, sanctify, acknowledge, spoil, embrace, die for, dream of, tease, gratify, squeeze, indulge, idolise, worship.

How to satisfy a man every time:

Arrive naked.

W

2006-03-13T07:06:00.000-08:00

I discovered a mildly interesting exercise today. Click up there in the corner on the 'Next Blog' button and meet who is lying next to you in Blog-bed.
Actually your neighbour changes all the time but I thought I'd write about my random bedfellow of the present.

OK...it's Szoesszenetek's Blog right now. I don't speak Hebrew, or Yiddish, or Polish, or Romanian (what IS that language??), but I can only guess this chap is Israeli as his pictures have the word Jerusalem written under them an awful lot. And he's been at this game for a while - since Sept 2004 to be precise. Didn't know Blogging was around back then! In this go-faster Techy Age of ours, 2004 might as well be ancient history.
His displayed snapshots range from the boring to the bizarre. I mean just who IS that demented drooler in the meadow? The outcast uncle they keep on scarecrow duty 24 hours a day so he's not seen in town? The AWOL ex-soldier (gone slightly to seed)?

Like I said I don't understand the picture's caption, but maybe we're not supposed to understand everything that's put out there in our paths.

What would life be without mystery, eh?

2006-03-12T21:22:00.000-08:00

Experience is the expression of life.
In mere accumulation of experience there is sorrow, and in the comprehension of one experience there is the richness of completion.

J. Krishnamurti

2006-03-12T20:46:00.000-08:00

Call me a late bloomer (or a late blogger), but I've just been introduced to Google Maps.

How fascinating! You can soar above any point on earth traveling on the beady little eye of an orbiting satellite.... swoop down and zoom in on your home town, or that spot on Bentota river that you shakily bombed around on a pair of water skiis, or the place you went for a bracing walk by the sea in Cornwall, or that street in Singapore where you checked out Arthus-Betrand's fabulous photo exhibition "The Earth From Above" last November.

A fun, clean form of voyeurism (not the naughty kind). Try it out kids.

W

2006-03-11T00:27:00.000-08:00

So....I too have finally succumbed to the compulsive and fragmented world of Blog.

Everyone seems to be a Blogger these days. It's the 'in thing' to do, I guess. But it's more than that, right?
Blogging feeds our inner voyeur; it peaks our natural curiosity about other people, it connects us. We all have that needy streak in us somewhere, don't we? C'mon, you'd be lying if you said you didn't....

And so, I've chosen this roasting day in the Colombo hothouse, on the serendipitous island of Sri Lanka, on the first day of a famous Lankan long weekend, to begin my own little personal exploration into the Bloggy Universe of random expression, ephemeral as it will inevitably be, for you (perhaps) to secretly dip into and form your own opinions about.
If you show me your blog, I'll show you mine...

I can't think of anything else to say right now, so I'll leave it til the next posting....whenever that may be.
Oh, the Beauty of Blog.....post in your own time; according to your own rhythm of fleeting inspiration; if-, when-, what-, how-ever you want to....

W