My vote, my voice by Angela Caldin

The right to vote, which all adults over 18 in the UK have (apart from prisoners and the mentally incapacitated), embodies the true meaning of equality. The right to vote is not restricted by race, sex, belief, wealth, or social status. This means that your vote and my vote and his vote and her vote all have the same power. It means that even though one vote is one small voice, it still has the power to be heard and all those small voices can come together and make one huge voice. If… Read More

A remake too far by Angela Caldin

Just when you think things couldn’t get any worse what with satire and reality colliding in the persons of Donald Trump and Sean Spicer, with the delusional Theresa May hell-bent on confrontation with the EU, at the same time asserting that nurses go to food banks for many complex reasons, and with many observers believing that the end of the world is nigh, my son-in-law informs me that a remake has been made of one of the greatest films of all time: Dirty Dancing. Perfectly unecessary How, I ask myself, can you… Read More

From possums to air space by Angela Caldin

About two weeks ago, I was sitting at a residents’ meeting in leafy Remuera NZ. Top of the agenda was how best to deal with the possum that Stanley at number one had spotted squatting on the fence when he came home from his late shift one dark night. Pests or protected? In Australia, possums are protected wildlife and their removal can only be carried out by licensed commercial possum relocators (a job title to be proud of). By contrast, in New Zealand, possums are considered to be pests as they eat… Read More

Angela’s ABCs – words sometimes confused: flout and flaunt

Flaunt and flout are both verbs which sound sort of similar, but they don’t mean the same thing. When you flaunt yourself, your wealth, or your accomplishments, you’re parading them in front of people, displaying them ostentatiously and showing off. It sometimes seems that Facebook is just a vehicle for people to flaunt their fabulous holidays, their amazingly successful children and their sporting achievements. The male peacock flaunts his fabulous plumage in the hope of attracting the female.   When you flout something, you openly disregard it, scoff at it, mock it, or show scorn… Read More

Poetry please by Angela Caldin

I’m delighted to say that our joint post with three limericks inspired by our feelings about Donald Trump reached our widest audience yet on Facebook (that’s what Facebook told us, so it must be true). Disappointingly though, none of our followers sent in a limerick of their own. This made us a little downcast, but our spirits rose again when we received not a limerick, but a whole poem from Ann Chapman which I’m taking the liberty of publishing here. I was going to add a photo of the leader of the… Read More