OFF THE RECORD
AS anyone who has ever moved house knows reestablishing order in the new abode takes some time. After a mad rush into their new Chateau De Costalotta, hubby dearest came home from a business trip and found the garage still packed with boxes. Knowing his wife had borne the brunt of the move he gently asked why there were still so many cartons. “A lot of it is your suits and clothes plus some household items but I’m getting through it,” she replied. If be truth be told the boxes were mainly her many, many shoes, handbags, hats and dresses. Now in a smaller house she doesn’t know where to put them all.
A GENERATIONAL problem for this daddy/daughter combo. He, as a middle executive, knew that his company needed some highly technical computer advice of the kind that his extremely qualified daughter provided for clients around the country. He told his bosses and they asked her to come in, look at the problem and supply a quote that would upgrade all their systems. Presumably they were hoping for a family discount. No such luck. Business is business and Dad discovered two things. Firstly the quote was way over what the company could afford, and secondly how much money his daughter earns as a computer gun for hire. Serious coin apparently.
DEATH and politics shouldn’t mix. Not so at this funeral for a beloved father. One of his children spoke of her dearly departed dad’s great interest in politics. Apparently he loved a keen debate and was tolerant of all political persuasions as long as arguments were polite. Then came the clincher which was that there are probably some ScoMo and Trump supporters among the mourners but in Dad’s memory she didn’t mind. Huh? What happened to admiring dad’s tolerance?
THIS is taking pampering your pooch to a stratospheric level. This couple recently moved here from the Deep South buying a mega-million mansion to share with their beloved puff ball canine. Everything was fine until our Queensland summer hit maximum humidity and Fluffy was soon puffing and panting. The house was airconditioned, Fluffy lived mainly indoors but it was when he had to put his widdle paws onto the manicured grass that caused the problem. What to do? Obviously sell up everything and look for a less humid climate of course. So the search is on for a climate that is not too hot, not too cold but just right for snookums.