Kiddlets is a word I use instead of children, a cross between Kids and Piglets. Example – yeah Riley’s good, how are your kiddlets.
It’s always been a me sort of word but when I yelled out to my husband tonight ‘have you got everything’
as we where leaving to go out out he replied
‘everything but the kiddlet’
I laughed to myself, after being together for eight years the only word he has inherited from me is kiddlets.
He doesn’t use my ‘Pudding’ which I use for a variety of things or wombat, which I’ve been calling my son since I found out I was pregnant. Oh I could go on and on with my word substitutes. It’s kiddlets that’s crossed over, must be my most ‘normal’ substitute LOL Made me laugh.
Bad Luck and Trouble (11th of 18 Reacher Novels)
You do not mess with the Special Investigators – in this Reacher novel we see Reacher back together with his old team of elite army investigators.
Reacher finds out about the brutal death of a one of his old team mates and soon the remaining members reunite to solve a mystery that’s bigger than them.
I don’t know why I wasn’t as sucked into this book as much as the other three I’ve read. I’m assuming the reason was that in this novel you learn quite early on that this will be a revenge mission for the most part and you know Reacher will survive as Lee Child went on after this book to write another 7 Reacher novels. I guess there wasn’t anyone for me to care about him saving, no innocent man or pretty ladies. It’s strange because in the worlds current condition the ‘mystery’ should have meant more to me than any pretty lady, hmmmm.
Now don’t get me wrong I enjoyed it, it was still a page turner and I still want to read all eighteen and I still think Lee Child is an awesome writer but this one just didn’t grab me as much as the others – I’m baffled & would love to know what others thought.
Reaching for the Moon, By Regina Puckett.
This is only the 2nd straight poetry book I’ve ever read, but I really enjoyed Regina’s poetry, so much so I’ve read it through twice and gone and purchased another of her poem compendiums “Here among the ruins” which I’ve added to my “To Read List” for later.
The poems in this book seemed to, for me sum up the emotions and thoughts we all go through. I found that her poems flowed beautifully and I could really connect with the emotions in most of them and enjoyed reading them all.
This book really is a bargain at $1.05 (kindle price) – you will read it more than once. Five Stars.
He is no white light
He is no knight in amour
He is no saint
He isn’t going to be your saviour
He won’t save you
You have to save yourself
It’s all up to you
You will get no help
No help from anyone else
You have to save yourself
From the failure that you speak
And if the outcome looks bleak
Then the blame falls solely at your feet
I have just read this book again because I love it and I know this won’t be my last time reading it.
Albert of Adelaide – Howard L Anderson
Albert is a platypus, fed up with his life in Adelaide Zoo, he manages to escape and we see Albert make his way through a tough wild west, bang bang shoot em up outback Australia with the help of some unlikely friends he meets along the way.
A Platypus is extremely out of place in the center of Australia and Albert gets into a lot of mischief with his friends, which of course makes for a very entertaining, funny and enjoyable story.
But the whole book isn’t fun and games, there are some deeper moments Mr Anderson managers to hide in there, through the inter-species friendships, alcoholic bandicoots and some rather spiritual Dingoes.
Howard L Anderson writes a fantastic story and you can’t help but fall in love with his characters, you will want to read it time and time again.
“Albert had done all he could, and if it wasn’t enough, he’d worry about it in another life.”
― Howard L. Anderson, Albert of Adelaide
Mop Stroud, A life in two acts with many scenes – Betty Stroud
This book was written by my Grandmothers Cousin Betty and the book is Betty’s mother’s life story.
I think she has wonderfully captured the essence of Mary aka Mop, as I now feel like I knew her. I found the book interesting and quite enjoyed it, but I don’t know if that it would be of much interest to an outsider, you’d have to be a history buff I guess, as it really is a time capsule of days gone by in old Dubbo NSW.
So I’ll Leave it at that and leave you with a Quote:
“If all people were made to walk in a forest every day & study it, I’m sure there would be more peace & love to man, animals, & all growing things in this old world” – Mop Stroud (1913-1982).