Anyway the point of this is to note that people all knew how to comb their hair in those days and it's about time I grew what's left of my hair into something combworthy and this has the mark of style for me to aim for. The downside is despite now being quite thin on top my hair has yet to recede, which could make the task difficult but at least the colour's right as I still have a few dark hairs.
Unless laziness rears its usual for me head stay tuned for what be become a change of style.
I soon determined that it needed a new part which they call a diffuser, which also happily is available at a reasonable price for this rather expensive machine, but what may have also cropped up with my looking at it was that it failed to boot at all, this meant me having to disassemble it to check inside, that took hours due to an unhealthy lack of information online.
When the new diffuser arrives I still have doubts about the usability of this, Lorna wants to give it to us but I'll get it running and let her work out what to do. It cost her (former) Hubby $2,000 and does seem a clever machine but it's meant for a different type of person to me.
I always refer to Andre Rieu as Roo-boy and Olivia had never heard of him before coming to Australia but she's quite a fan of him now, why not? he's a master of entertainment and this Xmas show was a good-un.
If I wasn't happily married I could have impure thoughts about his chief lady tooter Manou but at least I can enjoy everything with decent intentions as it's common knowledge that married men never flirt.
May anybody who sees this have a jolly Xmas.
Almost a positive for us is that our local NBN line was finally in service yesterday, great timing by the whomsoever wired it up as we can't do anything about changing our service until some of the holiday season wears off.
This whole mess is symbolic of the leaden saddlebags that have been burdening our economy in recent years, way too much red tape and nobody auditing what real costs should be.
It's looking like a fairly bleak Xmas for us due largely to Immigration continuing to sit on their hands regarding Olivia, I can't help but feel her case has become lost in the system but fear that any approach to them will result in her file slipping back to the tail end of the queue. I suppose since they use the same computer company to run their stuff as did the last census debacle I can point the finger at the real villain that has caused such a stressful delay.
Meanwhile we just live day to day spending as little as possible. When the "needy" in our shire get their Xmas alms organised by the Mayor it won't help my mood knowing that none of them are on less income than we are, not that I want any help at all as we're doing OK.
Perhaps it was only because people knew I was there but it felt like 90% of the people milling about were using their cellphone, thus just as smoking does causing Jimby to detour to avoid them.
This is merely a victim of fashion.
This was shortly before we started and I got a shot of the back of our new Mayor Ramon Jayo talking to the building audience.
After a couple of ordinary trial jobs on my rear teeth, which aren't really a problem as the beads are a low melting point plastic that can simply be popped in hot water and remolded as often as desired, I ended up just capping my broken rear teeth totally with the stuff resulting in being able to eat without have to spend ages picking out food bits from the holes, plus also being able to chug cold drinks without a flood of tears from the pain, another happy side effect is Olivia thinks my breath is less foul than prior to using it. It's nice not having to get up in the middle of the night because of toothache, so bad as my capping may have been, for now I'm very pleased.
Today in this photo I've used them for a cosmetic purpose, covering the stump of the number two tooth that I broke nearly 20 years ago, as well as the missing side of the number one where the recent filling fell out of and the number 3 which had a chunk break off a couple of days ago. None of these caused pain so with a small amount of shame I have to say this is largely cosmetically driven, although the main driver is my inherent urge to be an independent DIY sort of person, all the while learning.
The downside of today's trip was once again suffering nasty hip pain from a not terribly extended drive, it's something I'm going to have to deal with or just stop driving. I'll try changing the seat angle first and hope it doesn't aggravate a coccyx injury I copped 35 years ago, dunno why my hip is playing up as I find the seat quite comfortable otherwise, the pills I take for what seems like every disease known to man are of course the reason for joint pain but I just have to work around that.
At least today's health promotion was fairly quick, harmless and meaningless. I would have asked today's speaker who as part of his taxpayer funded business dabbles in diet if there's a good food for eyesight that doesn't require teeth, but the opportunity never arose.
In my view the whole set up is aimed towards attracting taxpayer funding but it does serve the purpose of giving some of the less able amongst us a chance to socialise.
I much prefer the usual commercial bingo cards to these but I sense these are printed out of absolute order to provide a bit of mind exercise.
BTW the first emptyish card here was merely for a line, and the third card suffered from waiting an eternity for the 61 that was never called, but I wouldn't have BINGOed anyway if it had, no need to spoil someone else's day for the non-prize that was on offer.
Of course something bad had to happen as well, as I'd left the TF card in place that I'd put back in to reboot and destroyed it when I clipped the case back together afterwards, bending it, bugger.
People think I'm macabre noting those who I outlive but it's far more interesting than the alternative.
Only a couple of days ago I outlasted Scottish singing legend Andy Stewart of "A Scottish Soldier" fame, a big hit in these parts back in 1961 or so.
I have poor health yet have outlasted a growing list of celebrities, but then I don't smoke.
Another photo from my archive of Mega, this time from back of the Marlo pub at the end of 1981.
Mega's in front showing off his watch and fancy dark coloured specs. I'm in the rear having a relaxing time which was aided by the usual pouring of beer down my throat. Mick Mac was between us.
From memory the Moon and Venus were very closely aligned that evening so it would be about the 29th December according to the Planetarium extension for Chrome browser.
This photo also exposes an issue that effects all photography and one that the current fashion for large black cameras with massive and usually oversized sensors, all too often further weighed down by a flapping mirror that has only a legacy purpose nowadays, the issue is depth of field and the so-called pinhead sized sensor this budget gem the Olympus SZ-16 naturally has a deeper depth of field than a large sensor camera but you can see the limited focus depth here. The current fashion for very shallow depth of field is going to mean a lot of photos being shot around the world suffering from this flaw until the users realise that most times they actually want a deeper depth of field for what they're shooting.
Don't give up on small sensor cameras yet, they actually still have a place as well as some advantages despite the sensors now appearing to pretty well be at the limit of development.
Pocketability, Price and Zoom being pretty good factors for a purchase, plus in my case being able to buy a non-black/bland camera means plenty too but I'm a bit weird like that.
Then came more dancers but I had already stayed way longer than planned so we shuffled off.
Next year I'll plan our visit more about the stage and far less about the parade.