tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34591549.post7458242478380482585..comments2023-11-05T18:46:32.295+11:00Comments on Baino's Banter: Mystery of the RingUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger19125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34591549.post-47908984756531178422008-11-04T02:16:00.000+11:002008-11-04T02:16:00.000+11:00That's a toughie. Same thing in the US, to see s...That's a toughie. Same thing in the US, to see someone dressed up like they're from Mumbai or Saudi Arabia but speak with a perfect California or New York draw. Funniest was that movie "Fargo," in which an Asian spoke with a perfectly good Minnesota accent. Nothing wrong with it but I still thought it odd. In immigrant countries like the States or Oz, what is an Aussie or American anyway? <BR/><BR/>I get asked about "where I'm from" all the time in the States. I know they mean "what country you're from" but I honestly have to say California. Proper question might be "what is your ancestry?" In that case one can answer English, Irish, Chinese, Indian, etc.TCLhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00545798771125392092noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34591549.post-68965764032172812332008-11-03T22:24:00.000+11:002008-11-03T22:24:00.000+11:00Lovely story.Lovely story.Miladysahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08065128196666157541noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34591549.post-63891676344201615672008-11-03T17:42:00.000+11:002008-11-03T17:42:00.000+11:00It's often the way that we don't know about the dr...It's often the way that we don't know about the dramas in our parents' family until we ourselves are 'old' and find out years later.<BR/><BR/>As for 4711 Eau de Cologne I still wear it during the summer. It may remind some people of a KFC towelette, but I love it!Kath Locketthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09677312773827236567noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34591549.post-1402232413485422192008-11-03T12:09:00.000+11:002008-11-03T12:09:00.000+11:00Aren't families weird? My father had a sister lik...Aren't families weird? My father had a sister like that. I don't call her my aunt because I never knew her as 'aunt'. I don't even remember meeting her, ever, because it got so bad that they were totally estranged.<BR/><BR/>And there's an old lady in the village here that I stopped to help one night at eleven pm, wandering around accusing her neighbour of all sorts of things, including stealing her door key. She was very convincing, but when he returned home (eventually!) from his evening out, he told me she often hid it herself! And I believe him. He is the one person who takes care of her.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34591549.post-4465118114671024212008-11-03T11:02:00.000+11:002008-11-03T11:02:00.000+11:00My Mum didn't speak to her sister for 10 years ove...My Mum didn't speak to her sister for 10 years over some comment that upset my Aunt - Strange indeedPaddy in BA (Quickroute)https://www.blogger.com/profile/12748161252400814925noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34591549.post-70588382593813527762008-11-03T06:35:00.000+11:002008-11-03T06:35:00.000+11:00Stole her own money! Now that's just odd. There's ...Stole her own money! Now that's just odd. There's a black sheep in every Family Maxi.<BR/><BR/>Megan I think perhaps so much time went by she could never have confessed and 'saved face'. Any contact with them by my parents was to Marian directly after that.<BR/><BR/>Steph, Daphne left her small savings to Marian. They lived together so that made sense. She had little to leave frankly. I didn't expect her to 'leave' anything for her only nieces and nephews and certainly not to a brother of whom she was jealous.<BR/><BR/>Cec I get on a bit of a roll with these reminiscences, I'm trying to make my posts shorter . . funny how expats always refer to their country of origin as home even after so many years. And no, there's nothing particularly interesting about my family. Most of the time we are incredibly mundane.<BR/><BR/>TCL . . living in a hugely multicultural nation, I avoid asking people 'where are you from' because nine time s out of 10 they're more 'Australian' than me . . it's only their race that indicates they might be from China, India or somwewhere foreign.<BR/>I have an ongoing stand off with one of my brothers as well and no idea what it's all about!<BR/><BR/>What a photographing, photoshopping, blogging not granny called GrannyMar? What's odd about that?<BR/><BR/>Actually Ian, Devon was one of their favourite holiday destinations. I may be wrong about it being 'made' by her, perhaps she did a class in Devon or had it done whilst on holidays. I have no one to verify that but it sort of makes sense!<BR/><BR/>kj, my dad was an incredibly reasonable man. Very rare for him to be angry and he was so, so, confident that he's packed it safely. Plus my mother was there with him. Neither had any doubt that it had been 'removed' by someone.<BR/><BR/>Ropi, that's true, I'm one of four children and we are all very different. For the most part, we get on well except for the brother 2 years my junior. We don't see him much but that's his choice.<BR/><BR/>Ian, pretty incredible isn't it. She actually confessed re the perfume and lipstick thing which is why she didn't go to the wedding. I think she was embarrassed. Apart from that, they seemed to get on OK until we moved to Australia and then it was brief trips home every few years. My mother told me these stories after I married would you believe!Bainohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14156193098088048637noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34591549.post-11923888145057825072008-11-03T04:50:00.000+11:002008-11-03T04:50:00.000+11:00I loved the bit about Daphne pouring perfume into ...I loved the bit about Daphne pouring perfume into your dad's pocket and putting lipstick on his shirts. Crafty so-and-so. Fortunate that she never put a spanner in the works and they married anyway.<BR/><BR/>As Megan said, it would all make a great short story/ novel.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34591549.post-41854444637676893952008-11-03T02:23:00.000+11:002008-11-03T02:23:00.000+11:00Baino,I found that pottery: it's called Devon Ware...Baino,<BR/><BR/>I found that pottery: it's called Devon Ware or Devon Blue Ware. Daphne must have been inspired by holiday memories!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34591549.post-10599157230682788862008-11-03T02:22:00.000+11:002008-11-03T02:22:00.000+11:00Well, my brother and I are very different. He is m...Well, my brother and I are very different. He is more outgoing, for him it is easier to make friendships, he is not strict at all so there are opposites in many families. I guess even wives and husbands can be opposites but I have never been married so don't know.Ropihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17214991557644729165noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34591549.post-61135864813416158472008-11-03T02:20:00.000+11:002008-11-03T02:20:00.000+11:00fine piece of writing, baino. i was puzzled why y...fine piece of writing, baino. <BR/><BR/>i was puzzled why your father automatically blaimed daphne about the ring instead of considering the fault may have accidentally been his?<BR/><BR/>:)kjhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15122196887043345981noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34591549.post-76563003936841670622008-11-03T00:11:00.000+11:002008-11-03T00:11:00.000+11:00Baino,There used to be mugs like that on sale in t...Baino,<BR/><BR/>There used to be mugs like that on sale in the smarter souvenir shops in West Country seaside towns. (I can't think of the pottery name - my grandmother had a jug in that blue and white)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34591549.post-14876312768467899042008-11-02T23:00:00.000+11:002008-11-02T23:00:00.000+11:00There is nowth as queer as folk! We all have oddi...There is nowth as queer as folk! We all have oddities in our families! Bet my lot think I am ODD! lol!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34591549.post-83004184783648801302008-11-02T22:50:00.000+11:002008-11-02T22:50:00.000+11:00I've troubles with my sister. We're both in our 3...I've troubles with my sister. We're both in our 30s and haven't sorted it out yet. Perhaps later...only time can tell.<BR/><BR/>I've no desire to return to Los Angeles ever. But I still consider myself Californian and reply as such when people ask where I'm from. <BR/><BR/>Lovely post!TCLhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00545798771125392092noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34591549.post-15019204282471749702008-11-02T22:16:00.000+11:002008-11-02T22:16:00.000+11:00Well, you are a terrific writer. I usually get bor...Well, you are a terrific writer. I usually get bored with long posts without photographs and I savored every word. Very captivating. Really. "The Sex Lives of Cannibals" can't even hold my attention after the first chapter but you did. <BR/><BR/>Very interesting family dynamics. I am beginning to think that my family is boring. I stll consider the Philippines "home", especially my parent's home where I grew up.Ces Adoriohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17338000465619901229noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34591549.post-31412634012939466302008-11-02T22:03:00.000+11:002008-11-02T22:03:00.000+11:00Brilliant story! BainoIt was a GREAT read. How I ...Brilliant story! Baino<BR/><BR/>It was a GREAT read. <BR/><BR/>How I admire your parents' fortitude in not influencing your relationship with your aunts when you were growing up. Having said that, I wasn't one bit surprised at your father's outburst when it finally came. T'was sad though that he and Daphne never got an opportunity to sort out their differences. <BR/><BR/>As Thrifty and Maxi say, families are strange things! <BR/><BR/>I'm intrigued to read that Marian didn't leave anything in her will to your family. Do you think Daphne had a hand in that as well?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34591549.post-90613208418124092012008-11-02T22:01:00.000+11:002008-11-02T22:01:00.000+11:00Fascinating! It opens up whole avenues of specula...Fascinating! It opens up whole avenues of speculation. Especially since you were so far removed from them. Who knows what might have been going on between Daphne and Marian? This post is like a short story that could turn into a novel someday...<BR/><BR/>And oh, you could use Thrifty's new word! It's quite Joycean!Meganhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09387041422819664987noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34591549.post-54169016814800434652008-11-02T21:57:00.000+11:002008-11-02T21:57:00.000+11:00Great post.I had an aunt like that, she stole her ...Great post.<BR/><BR/>I had an aunt like that, she stole her own money and blamed my father.<BR/><BR/>It divided the families for 15 years.<BR/><BR/>Families are mad.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34591549.post-5842607810710039922008-11-02T21:13:00.000+11:002008-11-02T21:13:00.000+11:00"omcpnseqiential" stuff - can I borrow that?. . .I..."omcpnseqiential" stuff - can I borrow that?. . .I want what you're having! Yeh, I was totally unaware of any angst between them until I was a 'grown up' (use the term loosely!). She was never mean to me, quite the contrary. . .the mystery still bothers me tho!Bainohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14156193098088048637noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34591549.post-60959715867461961642008-11-02T19:46:00.000+11:002008-11-02T19:46:00.000+11:00aren't families odd sometimes? My three aunts and ...aren't families odd sometimes? My three aunts and my mother have constantly shifting allegencies and arguments over omcpnseqiential stuff.Thriftcriminalhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05067935732217300979noreply@blogger.com