DianaPinch Punch.......
May 31st 2008 22:29
Melbourne is having a wonderful foggy morning on this beautiful Sunday the first day of winter. Pinch punch.......
From my sittingroom window I can see all my roses in full and heavy bloom, especially the Lorraine Lees, which are so over-burdened with blooms the bush might snap. Very old those bushes, and gnarled.
The wisteria is losing the last of his golden leaves and the lavender is enjoying a 'rejuvenation' of blossoms.
But the lawn. Oh man oh man, you should see our lawns! Verdant. Lush. Thick.
This is due to all the water we are recycling. Tis so wet and boggy front and back I have been hearing frogs lately.
Yesterday I took the little tackers to visit Rippon Lea, a gold-rush era mansion in Balaclava.
It seems one of the owners, who succeeded in setting up a botanic style -garden on the land, used re-claimed water from storm-waters, drains and gutters pumped by a windmill.
Where he is now, our forward-thinking fine fellow? To him it was an obvious thing no doubt: what is it about todays politicians that makes it so hard for them to think 'environmentally'?
Oh well, don't get me started......
Rippon Lea is beautiful if ever you get the opportunity to visit, but Werribee Mansion still holds my imagination and thoughts as the most amazing place.
Disappointingly for the kids, they couldn't really detect any 'atmosphere' yesterday (read: ghosts) but they loved it and the gardens in particular.
Today I play 'single parent' : my eldest is heading off to an all day 'tutoring' session in preparation for her exam in a a few weeks for MacRobertons Girls High School.
I am packing and labelling Michael's stuff cos he is off to Tassie on the ship tomorrow night for a few weeks and can barely wait....
Lisa is going to be busy labelling her blazers n stuff for school and helping me....
You get the picture...more anon.......lots of love!
From my sittingroom window I can see all my roses in full and heavy bloom, especially the Lorraine Lees, which are so over-burdened with blooms the bush might snap. Very old those bushes, and gnarled.
The wisteria is losing the last of his golden leaves and the lavender is enjoying a 'rejuvenation' of blossoms.
But the lawn. Oh man oh man, you should see our lawns! Verdant. Lush. Thick.
This is due to all the water we are recycling. Tis so wet and boggy front and back I have been hearing frogs lately.
Yesterday I took the little tackers to visit Rippon Lea, a gold-rush era mansion in Balaclava.
It seems one of the owners, who succeeded in setting up a botanic style -garden on the land, used re-claimed water from storm-waters, drains and gutters pumped by a windmill.
Where he is now, our forward-thinking fine fellow? To him it was an obvious thing no doubt: what is it about todays politicians that makes it so hard for them to think 'environmentally'?
Oh well, don't get me started......
Rippon Lea is beautiful if ever you get the opportunity to visit, but Werribee Mansion still holds my imagination and thoughts as the most amazing place.
Disappointingly for the kids, they couldn't really detect any 'atmosphere' yesterday (read: ghosts) but they loved it and the gardens in particular.
Today I play 'single parent' : my eldest is heading off to an all day 'tutoring' session in preparation for her exam in a a few weeks for MacRobertons Girls High School.
I am packing and labelling Michael's stuff cos he is off to Tassie on the ship tomorrow night for a few weeks and can barely wait....
Lisa is going to be busy labelling her blazers n stuff for school and helping me....
You get the picture...more anon.......lots of love!
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Comment by Hecate
Did you know this originates from old England times when people thought that witches existed. People thought that salt would make a witch weak, so the pinch part is pinching of the salt, and the punch part was to banish the witch. The witch would be weak from the salt so the punch was to banish her.
Often of course people (usually kids now) add "and no returns" to the end of the phrase, which should prohibit the person to whom the phrase is said from responding with either "a kick and a flick for being so quick" or "a flick in the eye for being so sly".
And of course, if the recipient of the pinching and punching says "white rabbits" before the perpetrator can finish this sentence then they are permitted to administer a punch instead
White rabbits. Why are they lucky?
Well possibly because they get to "go at it like rabbits", and humans have no sex for twelve years.
The exact origin of the superstition is certainly unknown, though it has appeared in print at least as early as 1420 in England, where it is most commonly said to have originated, though some reports place its origins even earlier, into the 1200s. Today it has spread to most of the English-speaking countries of the world, although like all folklore, determining its exact area of distribution is difficult. This superstition is related to the broader belief in the rabbit or hare being a “lucky” animal, as exhibited in the practice of carrying a rabbit's foot for luck.
Some have also believed it is representing a jumping into the future and moving ahead with life and happiness.
At least I know what I've been doing wrong all these years!
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