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Post #105 Sunday 2 December 2018 – The Finger Wharf Woolloomooloo

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Sunday 2 December 2018

One of my routine evening walks involves a circuit of the area down by the Finger Wharf at Woolloomooloo.  At the moment it’s especially nice because summer has brought out the jasmine.  There is a great hedge of it running down one side of the McElhone Stairs at the end of Victoria Street and it’s a heavy summery scent which is just beautiful.

There is a always a set of sculptures on display along the boardwalk adjacent to the Finger Wharf.    According to the labels next to them they come from a commercial “art bank”.   The display changes every six months or so.  There is one new I like especially.  It reminds me of the symetry in a shell or the inside of a flower.

Then sometimes, just when you are minding your own business on your evening walk, a huge floating resort rounds the point in front of you and cruises down the harbour, towering over everything.

I am including here a couple of selfies I found in my dropbox files that haven’t made it to the website before now.

xx  MG

Post #103 Sunday 18 November 2018 – Signs of Summer

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Sunday 18 November 2018

There is a gecko that lives somewhere on the south side of my balcony.  It must hibernate over winter. Come October November evenings I can hear it start to make the little series of chk chk chk chk sounds that are so reminiscent of warm happy times.  It still amazes me that the gecko comes every year twelve floors up to my highrise home.

Another favourite sign of summer is the appearance of great quantities of mangoes at the local shops –  flavour, fragrance and texture are all summer.

Here is a selfie of some new lingerie.  It has a soft pink fabric and is called Ballet Slipper…

PS:  I have since learnt that the Queen’s favourite nail polish is called Ballet Slipper (do not ask me how I came to have this trivial piece of information because I can’t now remember).  Somehow this random connection makes me like this lingerie less!

xx MG

Post #102 Sunday 21 October 2018 – In the country

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Sunday 21 October 2018

I have been busy down in the country building (as always) and exploring.  This is a snap taken down by the creek near my place.  It was a lovely spring day and I wore my luminous pink gumboots to protect me from the swamp and any snakes.  I don’t know if any of you have read Slaughterhouse-Five – or have seen the old movie – but the hero of the story makes a striking entrance emerging from an underground shelter after the bombing of Dresden in virtual rags and an incongruous pair of silver boots (scavenged from somewhere).  My glow in the dark pink gumboots always make me think of that scene – they are so dazzling.

MG xx

 

Post #89 Sunday 3 June 2018 – Out of season dreams

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Sunday 3 June 2018

It’s finally cold and I have had pangs for summer already.

Some people might remember me reporting that I did a beginner’s scuba diving course earlier this year.   I just haven’t made time to follow up with any diving yet, despite best intentions.  Now it’s just a bit too late in the year for me to think the water will be anything close to my comfort zone.  And that’s even though I have a wetsuit.  It’s a real enough wetsuit – from a Billabong end of season sale but it doesn’t cover the legs and it’s possibly too joyful looking for me to be completely confident of its’ function.

In honour of my scuba activities I bought a new swimsuit to wear under a wetsuit.  I had intended to get some serious speedos but ended up buying something slightly more decorative.

All I need now is the right season  – and a tan.

Yours MG xx

in a previous incarnation with a great tan

Post #84 Sunday 29 April 2018 – Bridge, scaffolding, suspenders

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Sunday 29 April 2018

I made my way down to the Harbour yesterday to confirm the best theory for the Bridge problem – which is that it all depends on the angle at which you are looking at the Bridge…  no need to be concerned that some working party for Bridge Climb has re-engineered things to suit themselves!

So here is the photo I took which confirms the best theory – for which a number of people have to take the prize.

 

I took this photo at the Opera House and got a bit distracted by the way the great stone ends of the bridge do not actually connect to the structure.  Although I have long forgotten where I read this, my understanding is that the stone structures were never part of the original design.  They were added on after an objection was raised that the Bridge-using public would be too uncomfortable seeing the bare steel structure without some “grounding” monolithic book ends attached.  So back in the day the Bridge’s engineering was regarded as too radical for the average punter.   My only lament is that the ends aren’t clad with Sydney sandstone instead of a grey granite.

But on this subject curiously I have heard a similar story about perceptions of the Anzac Bridge.   For many years the suspension cables of the Bridge were adorned by some diagonally attached wires which had apparently had been added to the structure to “reassure” Bridge users that the cables were not unstable or too light.  The underwires were totally unnecessary, just put there for “effect”.

I have not much else to report this week, save I have bought a small piece of scaffolding (with adjustable legs for working on slopes) and did a special trip to ferry this new prize down to the country.  Once it is in action on the little construction project there I will report back with a photo.

So the only other photo for this week is a picture of the suspenders on my new lingerie – which the label describes as “Ruby” coloured.  One way to welcome in the Autumn.

Your glamorous aunt

xx MG

PS a picture of a more golden and grey Autumn from the balcony:

Post #78 Saturday 17th March 2018 – Back from Canberra

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Saturday 17 March 2018

I had the fastest drive home from Canberra than I’ve had in ages.   This notwithstanding there was a lot of road work – for which we all slowed down.  But as I regularly  let myself travel just above the speed limit, alas I am thinking this may be the reason for my fast trip even with roadwork and I am none too proud of it really.

It was a good stay and I collected visuals of another interesting piece of sculpture on an early evening walk near the hotel.  On reflection I could have done a better photo:

Here’s a better shot from the local Sculpture Walk Guide which I found on the net, together with a spiel about the scuplture’s name and significance, and its’ creator, all of which is quite appealing:

Being a bit frisky one Canberra morning I took an unsual selfie – the underboob and pyjamas shot, here to amuse 🙂 in the usual way:

I can also say in recent news, I learnt how to make Steak Diane, thanks to an enterprising visitor at home, and that was all very good indeed.

Your glamorous aunt, MG xx
reporting on some of this week’s adventures.

Post #76 Sunday 4 March 2018 – Black Panther, blackberries, more black lingerie and Mardi Gras

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Sunday 4 March 2018

I went to see Black Panther during the week which was an all round adventure.  I was very taken with the animated font that was used for the credits at the end of the film.  So much so I did some searches and uncovered a version of the font that a fan had developed after having seen the film and also having been enthusiastic about the merit of the graphics.   The creative fan called the font Panther.  Here is an image I did using the font (I posted this on Twitter at the time I made it):

Perhaps the font won’t look much in this static form.  All I can say is the clever geometric unpacking of the font during the extended credit roll for the film itself was great, it was really captivating.

Something else pretty captivating happened during the week too.  I went roadside rambling in the country to pick blackberries – they are ripe just now.  These blackberries were not affected by any Council spraying (otherwise they would be well and truly dead) and the fruit was delicious.   The very day I picked the blackberries I received a wonderful photo from my resourceful friend M.E., which was a shot of his latest crop of home grown figs which he had just picked.  So I had my own fruit photo to match, just by luck.  Figs are an absolute favourite and if I am fortunate I may get a cutting of one of M.E’s fig trees to grow in the country when conditions are right.  Here is the pair of fruit bowls:

 

 

 

 

 

 

Last of all another selfie in black lingerie:

your glamorous aunt

MG xx

Signing out with a Mardi Gras wonder woman

 

Post #74 Sunday 18 February 2018 – Some more black lingerie

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Sunday 18 February 2018

It’s more black lingerie from HQ here this week:

including enough dusky pink satin and black with suspenders to make you think you are in the dressing room of a classic French cabaret:

Yours MG xx
escort for grown ups

 

 

Post #73 Sunday 11 February 2018 – A small road trip

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Sunday 11 February 2018

I did a small road trip down to Dapto last weekend.  I stopped at the spectacular Sea Cliff Bridge at Coalcliff – which is on the rail line down to Wollongong.  Here is my tourist’s picture postcard shot:

Isn’t it beautiful?

And here is a clever piece of graffiti coming straight out of the cliff face:

You can see there is a black horizontal seam of coal in the cliff face.  The painted train is running along the coal seam railway tracks.

There were loose lumps of coal lying all around the base of the bridge, right down at the water’s edge, all from this seam.   I have never seen anything like that.

I was in Dapto on business (and no, it was not the Dapto dogs 🙂 lol).  My business was to visit the owners of a block next door to my little acre on the edge of the Southern Highlands, who happen to live in Dapto.  The long and the short of my discussions with them is that I now have access to an additional half acre and it will be called the Orchard Block – self explanatory name really.  Some apple trees and other fruit trees will be planted on this block, under a netted structure to protect against the birds and the possums – not really a greenhouse but like a greenhouse.  Watch this space… 🙂  Next week an excavator – man and machine – is coming to make good the bumpy little road on the existing acre, and I will ask the operator to also look at doing a small job levelling part of the Orchard Block for the “greenhouse”.  It’s a time of great anticipation at MG HQ!

And although there has been a bit happening, I have managed to maintain a calm, so I hope that all of you are in fine form too.

Yours ever MG xx

PS And here is a photo of some of the calm maintained during the week – and me ready for dinner at my place:

Post #56 Wednesday 1 November 2017 – Latex, worms and other lives

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Wednesday 1 November 2017

Earlier this year I decided to try an experiment on my worms, whose collective nickname is the Miriams (named after a favourite scientist Miriam Rothschild whose ground breaking work related to fleas, and later to butterflies).

The Miriams live in a black plastic two tray shelter (aptly branded the Worm Factory) where they compost my kitchen scraps.  I also give them things they are not reported to process but which I have found they do, namely significant quantities of orange peel, paper (suitably wet), coffee grounds, and odd pieces of cotton  such as old shoe laces.  I also found they ate most (but not all) of an old yoga mat which was made of woven jute on one side and later rubber on the other.

As it happened one of my items of latex clothing, a halter neck dress, perished.  I had not worn it in a while and for one reason or another it has just wasted in key places and could not be saved.  This kind of material fatigue is not uncommon especially if the latex dries out or has not been effectively cleaned.  And latex also simply expires from use over time.  It is an organic thing.

So I decided to experiment with the Miriams by including the latex in their feed, to see whether they would set about decomposing it.

I can report that at last examination the latex has not been touched at all.  Instead it was serving quite well as an impermeable layer in the Worm Factory trapping water and keep the whole thing moist. Here is a photo of that experiment demonstrating the outcome:

I meant to say this latex dress belonged to another life of mine which some of you are aware of.  And that is, I worked for some time, before I started escorting, as a professional Mistress in a BDSM dungeon.

Here is an old photo of me in the latex dress in one of the rooms at the dungeon, my apologies for the cut off head.

MG xx