Tag Archive: lightning


Left Until the Last Minute

liqueurglasses

New liqueur glasses

… again!

It’s just started to rain. Now that in itself is not startling news, but the force of the rain means thunder and lightning soon, and the possibility of the net going down.

So, if I don’t do it now, I may not get it done.

Like my new liqueur glasses?

The other day at the mall, I saw these… marked down from R$19 to R$8; couldn’t resist them. Such an impluse. I bought four.

‘Putin’ things mildly, things regarding Ukraine are getting really screwed up. Of course the whole thing has nothing to do with…

Hey, who turned the lights out?

Hey, who turned the lights out?

And that’s about when the lights went out!

‘I tried to save draft’ when the lights flickered, but no luck.

Changed to text, copied and pasted into a word .doc, just before things went black.

Anyway, let’s move on.

…sovereignty. It’s all to do with oil and gas. That’s why the collective European sphincter is quivering, 70% of Europe’s gas comes through the Ukraine, and they don’t want to rock the boat. You can guarantee that the USA is jumping on the bandwagon because there is oil involved. I don’t know the full story there. But, could the Ukraine become the next Afghanistan?

I’m going to finish here, just in case the ‘lights out’ repeats itself; there is some horrendous sounding thunder out there, which means some wicked lightning is on the away.

Later.

Down in the Dumps

One of the last photos I have

Cloro has disappeared.

I played with him a little in the yard after 11pm on Sunday, came in and went to bed; that was the last I saw of him.

I have been around the streets locally to see if he had been run over or met some other mishap, but no sign.

I remain still hopeful, that he will stroll in and demand breakfast.

I am already feeling the loneliness, the house is empty.

I got an award today. The Shine On award, it involves a meme, but I am not going to do it, I can’t.

I will thank Amanda at Night Owl Kitchen for the honour.

I can’t do justice today.

Remember I wrote about the big storm we had a few nights back and mentioned the continuous lightning, well, some fool was out there counting the flashes, probably the met guy, there were 4,000+ flashes in the whole state of Rio. One of them blew the thumb off the Statue of Christ and damaged another finger. Repairs are being made today.

Fixing the thumb

Fixing the thumb

This shows the banal order of priorities here in Brazil; people who were driven from their condemned homes in storms two years ago, are still waiting for the government to provide replacement housing as promised. A damned statue gets hit by lightning and they can’t repair it fast enough.

My tooth worsened last night, yesterday I had paracetamol for breakfast, lunch and dinner. I hope I can last out the day and night, then it’s off to the dentist first thing in the morning.

It’s time for a nap; it takes my mind of the tooth. Then I will make an abacate (avocado) slushie for lunch, it doesn’t involve chewing.

Later.

 

Relief!

Well, we asked for it, and we got it.

At the end of yesterday’s post I mentioned that the sun had gone, well, it had and outside was cooler than inside, so I did the only sensible thing and went to the botequim.

50 Shades of Grey

50 Shades of Grey

The sky was various shades of grey, probably not fifty, but lots; the wind was moving the trees, the temperature had plummeted. I announced that I had come to view the spectacle and was greeted with derision, that it wouldn’t rain. A mere ten minutes into my first beer and the drops began to spot on the cars. The fregües still weren’t convinced despite the lightning and peals of thunder.

Cloro came in from the praça and settled under a chair. I had my beer, an an icecream and the spots continued; indeed, they got heavier.

At 6:30 I went home to watch my early novela (soap). The wind was beginning to pick up; Cloro followed hastily trying to dodge the raindrops.

7pm, the heavens opened.

For an hour we were treated with rain so heavy that I couldn’t see beyond the fence. Lightning flashes were continuous and the thunder boomed close at hand. Ten minutes saw my yard flooded, the power dipped with a particularly close lightning strike but recovered

We got our rain, oh did we get our rain?

It was lovely and the storm just seemed to heighten our pleasure.

8pm and it was all over, drizzle and the occasional flash of lightning.

The sun came out briefly today while I was at the supermarket and everything was fresh and green again. Now the sky has some clouds, and I heard a distant peal of thunder, we may be in for a repeat performance.

I should go to the botequim. It’s the only sensible thing to do.

Obey the directions

Obey the directions

Later.

A fine bloody start that was

Our tower is not quite so grand, it's also closer than Paris

Our tower is not quite so grand, it’s also closer than Paris, but you get the idea.

I hope that’s not a sign for the rest of the year, if so, I’m not impressed.

Just after I posted yesterday, and was in the middle of preparing a post on Fizz for next Friday, the net went down.

Oh, okay, that happens from time to time. It was just before midday, 1pm passed, 2pm passed, 3, 4, 5, 6…I tried ringing the SP, of course New Years Day, do they answer the phone… they DO NOT!

Finally, I remembered that I had the SP’s father’s phone number. I rang him wished him the best for the New Year, and he explained that lightning had knocked out the power to the satellite transmission tower in the hills and the unit had continued on battery until that failed the next day and they were having a fight with the power company to restore power, you guessed it, on New Years Day.

As a result, I had a very boring day. The net finally returned just before 10pm. Not a lot of blogging was done.

So, as you can imagine, I am demotivated, inspiration has fled, it’s after 10am and I have done nothing.

The one advantage of having no net was that the dishes got done, along with a few other householdy chorey type things that usually sort of get missed.

On Monday my first passionfruit fell off the vine, New Years Day and three more had fallen. Last night I used two to make 500mls (almost a pint) of fresh passionfruit juice. My crop is not as prolific as two years ago when I had over 200 fruit, but there is about another dozen or so to ripen.

Now I’m off to finish the post on Butterbeer that I started yesterday. You’ll have to check Things that Fizz & Stuff on Friday to find out more about Butterbeer, meanwhile, I’m off to the coffeepot.

Later.

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