tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32763542.post4546633722391881411..comments2008-06-09T15:19:30.236+01:00Rob Hopcotthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07802521115618353098noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32763542.post-67296776076413183142008-06-09T15:19:00.000+01:002008-06-09T15:19:00.000+01:00Blogger NaiadAnglorum said...<BR/><BR/> Oh, shame! I could not find my own blog anymore because I used the proper Latin instead of my initially false.<BR/> So I created a new blog with the same contents to amend this linguistic mistake.<BR/><BR/> You find me now under www.carduelisaustraliensis.blogspot.com<BR/><BR/> Sorry!NaiadAnglorumhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04131448228557050617noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32763542.post-7540334314563780852008-06-05T16:11:00.000+01:002008-06-05T16:11:00.000+01:00NaiadAnglorum, you're welcome!<BR/><BR/>The blog roll widget can be found by clicking on 'Layout' and then on 'Add a page element'. the widget dialogue then asks you to enter a blog address, after which save and the job is done.<BR/><BR/>(I'm assuming you have the latest blog system that uses widgets)<BR/><BR/>On the other hand, if you are asking where you can find it, it's on the right hand side of the page of my site in the index :-)Rob Hopcotthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07802521115618353098noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32763542.post-80862484201839304702008-06-05T15:49:00.000+01:002008-06-05T15:49:00.000+01:00Why, Rob, thank you.<BR/><BR/>I am just beginning to explore this here and am an absolute novice regarding blogs. At least I found out how to add a photo and write an article as I reckon that is elemental. Geesh, the sweeping machine is so loud outside, can hardly hear myself thinking. Why cannnot they do it the old-fashioned quiet way? So far more charming and less intrusive.<BR/><BR/>Looking forward to "reading" you around. (what and where is the blog roll found in a profile??)NaiadAnglorumhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04131448228557050617noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32763542.post-62884487032974944522008-06-05T15:27:00.000+01:002008-06-05T15:27:00.000+01:00NaiadAnglorum, thank you for your wonderful anecdote.<BR/><BR/>When I visited your site, I thought your writing so beautiful that I put you on my new blog roll so others would enjoy it too :-)Rob Hopcotthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07802521115618353098noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32763542.post-27286577998084214062008-06-05T10:30:00.000+01:002008-06-05T10:30:00.000+01:00You find me here as a guest nosing into your most delightful musings in quest of somewhat more inspiring input to my ever insatiable mind than the profane usual computer work (aka making a living – what an odd expression! Aren’t we alive to begin with and isn’t much what we mean by that expression quite opposed to a life truly lived?).<BR/><BR/>Benches: Yes, I too have found being seated next to strangers in public spaces a varied past time with much scope in potential. <BR/>A recent memory includes a bench in an old medieval town atop a hill in the Dordogne, France. I sat down to enjoy the view whilst eating my frugal lunch of avocado and some carrots (this alone enough to draw puzzled gazes).<BR/>Now, being an Australian with strong English ties, Austrian ancestry and living in Germany, all of which providing accent-free bilinguality, I am not overly fond of meeting Germans when travelling. I try not too biased there but I get enough of them in my everyday, thank you very much.<BR/>So, after settling on the only available spot that the three benches there provided, I was a bit annoyed finding myself seated next to two Germans. But, oh, what conversation they held!<BR/>An older and a younger man, the prior seeming to have some teaching background, they conversed on the Napoleonic wars, how Blücher came to the aid, how this influenced German Sturm und Drang and the Romantic Movement, all complete with references to Goethe, dates and suchlike. Although that older teacher was something of a smart ass know-it-all, it was quite interesting to listen to and certainly a surprise, especially as they were clad in heavy motorcycle black leather (gee, and it was nigh 35°C that day!).<BR/><BR/>What led me, as I listened, to reflect on stereotypes as indeed I often do, perhaps due to my very mixed background (it is even more mixed than described above). Prejudice can prevent so much potential and yet for all self-analysis and reflection I find myself not free from it. Did I live in Germany for too long (quite a judgemental and prejudiced people in some, not all, parts) or is it something inherent in human or even tribe/pack nature found in some other species’ communities as well? I tend to lean towards the latter, so better be aware and open to be surprised.<BR/><BR/>Oh, and another “bench” comes to mind: What about virtual benches, lounges? What with the follow-up real meetings I happened to meet some very nice people and, since you asked, Rob, yes, my Love.<BR/><BR/>But my favourite bench is a rocky shore, looking out to the sea. There I can be alone although I prefer a silent sharing of intangible impression.<BR/><BR/>Thank you for inspiring me.<BR/>NaiadAnglorumNaiadAnglorumhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04131448228557050617noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32763542.post-83871652132902516152008-03-04T17:12:00.000Z2008-03-04T17:12:00.000ZSorry you lost some of your comment.<BR/><BR/>I must admit, I copy my comments to a text processor on my desktop in case Blogger messes up.<BR/><BR/>As far as I know, there is no limit to comment size.<BR/><BR/>Benches are great places to meet people. It's a bit scary but worth the effort.<BR/><BR/>Good luck with your researches :-)Rob Hopcotthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07802521115618353098noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32763542.post-3956348628022277742008-03-04T14:50:00.000Z2008-03-04T14:50:00.000Zflippin heck! It lost most of my comment. I am quite cross! It doesn't make sense with those bits missing!PerlNumquisthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13719930860859412405noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32763542.post-14588299900587479392008-03-04T14:48:00.000Z2008-03-04T14:48:00.000Zbeautiful young argentinian girl who was a sommeliere on a cruise ship.<BR/><BR/>To pass a flight in civilised and interesting conversation is a delight and a privelige.<BR/>Perhaps I should go and find some benches sometime.PerlNumquisthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13719930860859412405noreply@blogger.com