ozobel

Ok I finally got that new blog working and here it is .... Invinsobel ...
It's called Invinsobel, I don't think the name requires any explaination but if you insist just mail me and I'll spell it out! It's still not my design because these days my lazyness is outweighing my creativity and it takes enough effort to get it written and published in the slow internet cafes of developing countries without having to fix bugs and change colours etc. Anyway that's what blogging is all about, blogger do the hard work for you so you don't have to!

Well it's the end of another road and the close of this long chapter for the 'snow pea' or 'blues Hag' or Ozobel as she has become known in this huge country of Australia. Saying good bye was as ever heart wrenching but this time I know for sure it´s not for good but only 'Adieu' or 'Talk tcha later'. It's been so real, like a real life rather than a holiday, I never felt like a passer through, always like one of the family, one of the locals a part of the crowd and one of the 'team'.

MJ puts all I have to say much more eloquently than I ever could in her comment, and for the benefit of those who don't read comments here it is again......

Ode to Isobelle

Leon and Carlos have been taken away,
Making today the saddest of days
Seeing her backpack laid on the floor
It wouldn’t be long before she walked to the door
Time wouldn’t stop, it kept flying by
Bringing it closer, the impending goodbye,
Little memories, kept, to dance in my head
Nothing left now but an unkempt bed
Tears welling up, blurring my eyes
Don’t go my snow pea, don’t say goodbye
The button goes red I hear the lift clang
The door sweeps closed, a muffled bang
Strums of the blues ring in my ear
I cherish the time that we spent here
The party’s postponed, but just for a while
Soon we’ll go back and conquer our isle
Till then my chika, keep your chin in the air
Look after the talent, keep flowers in hair
See you old blues hag, don’t eat too much
Till we’re in Dublin…………but there’s no rush :)

My new blog is here Invinsobel

In response to various enquiries about why I havn’t updated this thing in so long I’ve been too busy in the Flash monkey business to have time to blog.  Now I get a few moments to catch up on things but as most of my time has been spent at work I don’t have too much to report.  I’ve been back working with the crew in Kent st. for the past few weeks and it’s been a veritable hive of busy little bee’s here, all late nights and tight deadlines and stressed out web developers, but still the friendly atmosphere and a well stocked pantry I remember from my time here before Christmas. 
I have been making the most of the Sydney weekends, how great it is to have blue skies and sunshine in the middle of winter, it always inspires one with enthusiasm to do more .  I’ve been enjoying such classic aussie activities as lawn-bowling, watching AFL in the Sydney cricket ground, browsing through the Paddington and glebe markets, Pubbing and clubbing on Oxford street and gate-crashing rockstars partys to mention but a few. 

A guide to Lawn Bowling

Sydney winter

Summer Bay and Centenial Park

I've added a link to 'tab robot' at the side of the page, I thought it would be good for anyone wishing to follow in my 'blues hag' footsteps and take up guitar. What tune should I learn next? I need more musical direction, my flat-mate is trying to turn me into a gay icon, getting me to learn Madonna songs and the like. This just can't go on, I'll never have any credibility as a 'blues hag' if I have a sordid musical past as a 'fag hag'.

Well Idol minds make lengthy blogs and with little else to write about I'll use the age old expression "A picture tells a thousand words" or in this case sixty two thousand.
Enjoy!

Some of you may have noticed that I've sent more e-mails over the past 2 or 3 weeks than I have in the whole year previous to that and I suppose that sort of sums up the life of a receptionist. I'm not a real receptionist, I'm just pretending, but nobody seems to have noticed that. I spent almost 2 weeks breakfast temping and got a different job almost every day, I feel like I've worked on reception in every office in sydney and I have to say that even though the quality of biscuits and the decor vary hugely between these places I still can't see many other differences. It's all office life whatever way the biscuits are served and it'll never be like 'the great barrier reef'.
I'm working on the switch of a busy Charity in Sydney's Western suburbs for the next 2 weeks. The building reminds me of school, just the same as the old St. Thomas's building, complete with the convent smell and the dusty religious statues. I even passed one of the standard issue 'institutional building' style display cabinets holding pictures of people long dead and names long forgotten, like the ones in 'dead Poets society' or in the long dark corridores of every convent school. The Switch board is like one of those you see in 1960's movies, an 'old skool' design classic, I'll have to take a photo of it, probably best in black and white.
I've been living in Claire and Maura's old apartment in the Hip and trendy part of town Surry Hills, it's a perfect locale with all the best ethnic restaurants in Sydney just a stones throw from my doorstep. Of course I can't afford to actually eat in any of them but the smells are enough to inspire me into some exotic experimentation in the kitchen.
I've been having a nice time over the past few weeks catching up with everyone who's still in Sydney. The weather is pretty cold, I'm sure it's not as cold as back home but I've forgotten what 'cold' feels like.

I've put in a comment link so you can comment on each post, it'll be interesting to hear what some of you have to say for a change!