Monday, 29 October 2012

Another quilt

Another quilt is ready to send. This quilt is long overdue and is for a much loved grandchild of a sister-in-law. Each family gets just one quilt from us as the amount of time, effort, and expense is quite high. Quilts last for such a long time and have so many uses that I feel this is acceptable.

On the verandah. Showing off. Grinning like a big dill.
This quilt is actually quite flat,
but looks wobbly because of the way I am holding it.
This is my best quilting so far, although it is not patchwork. I am very happy with the even stitching and can find only one tiny error. The old machine was difficult to use because the upper tension was too worn. And I could not get a walking foot to fit it. Those quilts were a bit clumsy. The new machine is wonderful. Years ago I took lessons in patchwork and quilting, but now that I actually feel like doing it I find have forgotten the details. Thanks to the internet, and the wonder resources on youtube I am progressing reasonably well.

The front is handprinted fabric from Arnhem land. The back is hand dyed fabric from an artist in Canberra that our son knew. I used a decorative stitch from my lovely new machine to highlight the dark back. The thread used is variegated green which blends very nicely on the front and looks fantastic on the back.
I screen printed the label.

Making a quilt is a huge undertaking that involves both my husband and I for weeks. Choosing the fabrics, threads, wadding. Preparations. Sewing. Doing all the forgotten or neglected household tasks while my mind is occupied by the quilt. Then comes the actual giving.

One of my greatest family treasures is the blanket my sister made for our first baby. More than thirty years later it is still loved. Mended. Used for more than one child. Lots of use. Hopefully, the quilts we make an give are similarly used and remembered.

Sunday, 28 October 2012

Hasten slowly

One academic semester has finished and the summer semester has not yet begun. Income is low as a result.

I love tutoring, but I need to develop my skills to create more income streams within the general field. I already tutor university students and adults wanting to be admitted to university. I have tutored in vocational studies.

I bit the bullet and started a small business of my own doing tutoring for private clients. Advertised. Had some enquiries. One student has already begun.

Especially if it contains a grammar error!!
Will work really diligently to make this a success. Private enterprise will be quite a change for me. I have always worked for other people, for government agencies and similar.
Had to get an ABN. Had to design an invoice. Still have to learn about taxes and regulations.

I am simply expanding my range.

Saturday, 27 October 2012

Thank you for Efudix Cream

Some of us have skin that responds to sunshine in nasty ways. Sun cancer, skin cancer. In our family we all have fair skin inherited from Celtic ancestry. And some other ancestry I guess. Not creamy skin that looks lovely; the other sort that ends up all speckled. We do not get melanomas thank goodness, but we get other skin problems. And lots of wrinkles.

Efudix cream is a wonderful invention. Is invention the correct word?

Here are some images and links about Efudix for those unfamiliar with it.

Efudix is a trade name. Sometimes the spelling is slightly different. Other brands exist using the same active ingredient.

This woman is using Efudix on her face to treat the sun cancers.
When I have done the whole face like this I felt sick.
Now I do just half the face one year and the other half the next year.
Efudix cream is a topical chemotherapy that is simple to use and removes solar keratoses. How does it work? It sort of burns the skin off, but it also treats much deeper in the skin. The active ingredient remains in the body for about three months. Our family uses it quite a lot.

I am proud to say I have just finished using Efudix on my left arm. I believe I have treated about three hundred solar keratoses this time. Hopefully most will be successful. I used the cream for two weeks, morning and evening. I stopped when I could not take any more and I thought the job was done. Now the dead crusts are falling off leaving red marks. Those marks will fade and my life will get better.

You can read her story on this site.
The treatments for skin cancers are much better now than they used to be. The research is making a huge difference. Thank you, thank you to the scientists who work in this field.

Is it all my fault? No. I do not play sport in the sun. I did as a child but I used protection even then. My mother brought home UV cream in the 1960s from the clinic in Brisbane. She insisted we use it. I do not sunbake or lounge around by the pool. I do not go fishing or go out on the water. My skin just reacts strongly to UV radiation.

Will I die from this? No. The type of keratoses and sun cancers in these pictures cause disfigurement not death. They can and frequently do trigger other cancers in the body. People die from those. This is not melanoma.

There are several other treatments for sun cancer that do not involve cutting lumps out and leaving horrible scars. A dermatologist is the person to ask about these. I have used other treatments.

Never simply treat sun cancers with something your friends talked about. Always get proper medical advice. Follow the instructions. If there is pain, get help.

Not my arm.
My arm was similar in the easy patches and worse in other areas.
It is the little exposures, like walking to get the mail every day, that in the end cause the worst damage. Use sun protection. Find a cream you can use every day that agrees with you. Every product does not suit every person. Wear a hat to protect the ears and scalp at least. Wear long sleeves and trousers whenever possible. You will be hot anyway, so it hardly matters. Be cautious around other sources of UV light.

I have written before about using Efudix, in July. Here is the link to that post.

Friday, 26 October 2012

Elves and Fairies Live Here

I enjoy sewing and surface embroidery. Fiddling about. Nothing too marvellous.

Look at these. Not mine but definitely worth copying. Would make wonderful decorations for Christmas. Or a mobile for a child. You can find the original photo and the tale at

Quite a charming blog. A life not like mine.

Wednesday, 24 October 2012

Opening of Parliament

It is a very beautiful building.
Yesterday my choir was involved in a very impressive ceremony to mark the opening of the Legislative Assembly here in Darwin. We have recently had elections and a different party won. So there were many reasons to pull out all stops and celebrate with pomp and grandeur.

Here is a brief history of the building and the site. Most of the information is directly from this website.

The site of the Northern Territory's Parliament House has a long history of occupation and development not only in terms relating to the Territory, but also to Australia as a whole.
Before 1863, the Northern Territory was part of the Colony of New South Wales, but in the 1850s when the South Australian Government realised that there was an urgent requirement to identify addition arable land, it was annexed to that colony.
In February 1869, George Goyder, Surveyor-General of the Colony of South Australia, landed at what is now Darwin Harbour close to the present site of Parliament House. His assignment from the South Australian administration was to establish a settlement to facilitate pastoral expansion for that colony. The group arrived in a coastal barque, the Moonta, and comprised 140 people. Mr Goyder named the new settlement "Palmerston", a name that remained until 1911.
The area on which Parliament House is now located was then occupied by approximately 500 Larrakia Aboriginal people.
During the latter part of the 19th Century, all the Australian colonies agreed that the establishment of a communications system that would connect Australia and London should be accorded high priority. It was envisaged that the communications link would comprise an overland telegraph line from Adelaide which would then be joined to a submarine cable at Palmerston and connected to London.
This is the chamber.
The picture is from Wikipedia.
In November 1871, the 1100 mile submarine cable between Darwin and Banjoewangie in Java was laid. This in turn was connected through Batavia (now Jakarta), Singapore, Europe and London.
At that time, colonial administrators also envisaged that the northern coast of the Northern Territory would be an ideal site to develop a trading point, which would later be connected to southern centres by rail.
The first substantive building in the new settlement of Palmerston was the Port Darwin Post and Telegraphic Office, which was built on this site from locally-quarried porcellanite stone.
Around this time, the Government Residence was also constructed and the original section of that building now forms part of the Administrator's Residence, or Government House.
Parliament House is the first permanent residence of the Northern Territory Legislature. It forms part of State Square, which also includes the Supreme Court and Liberty Square, a turfed area that adjoins the Office of the Administrator and Government House.
The former Legislative Council, which was established in 1948, was housed in various temporary buildings around Darwin until 1955 when it moved to part of the bombed Post Office on the site of the present Parliament House.
The Legislative Assembly continued to occupy those buildings and adjacent Government office blocks until early 1990 when they were vacated to allow commencement of the construction of Parliament House. From 1990 to the end of 1994, the Assembly again occupied temporary accommodation in the Chan Building, which is adjacent to the ceremonial forecourt of the present building.
The foundation stone was laid by the then Speaker of the Legislative Assembly, the Honourable Nick Dondas, MLA, on 2 August 1990 and the building was officially opened by the then Governor-General of Australia, the Honourable Bill Hayden, AC, on 18 August 1994.
It is intended that Parliament House will serve the Northern Territory Legislature for 100 years and it was designed to address changing and increasing usage. It is a fully-occupied building and houses the offices of the Executive, the Department of the Legislative Assembly, offices for all Members, the Northern Territory Library and Parliamentary Counsel.
My photo. Taken later. Our choir wears turquoise shirts.
Can you make out the red carpet for the dignitaries?
And the podium for the outside ceremonies?
There were ceremonies outside the building before the official part inside. 
Some dancers performed. Very impressive. Traditional dance, fully painted. Lots of cameras. 
The Army brought along its mascot, a wedge tailed eagle. Then there was a parade of about two hundred soldiers. Fabulous. Flags and banners. Military ceremony at its finest.
Red carpet to the inside chamber.
A large contingent in the galleries. 
Some ladies wearing hats. 
Welcome speech from the Administrator.
We sang the national anthem.
Every member was sworn in. 
A new speaker was elected.
Then a short break, and we had to leave.
Political brawling started soon after, in the grand tradition of democracy.

Tuesday, 23 October 2012

Keep your mouth shut. There is a reason.

I see that Stephen Fry has some thoughts similar to mine. Not a lot, but some. Great advice, well expressed.

Monday, 22 October 2012

Saturday, 20 October 2012

Home made pasta

Do you make your own pasta from scratch?
I have done it. I have pasta machine. I have even made pasta with preschoolers.
Not hard. The cooking time will be short though.
Here are some little clips to help. Just do it!!!

The sound is terrible in this clip, but it is still worth it.

This is the type of machine I use. I do not dry my pasta for hours. We make the pasta. Clean up. Make the sauce. Then we cook and eat.

As I said , I have made pasta with little children, but the children were four years old, not two years like this little girl called Faith.

Remember that you can add all sorts of vegetables or herbs, or even squid ink, to your pasta to make it more fun.

Thursday, 18 October 2012

Vienna Boys Choir

Last night we went to a concert by the Vienna Boys Choir. Fabulous.
Here is the program, Programme B.
How did I get so lucky? I even knew one of the pieces well, although it does not sound the same when I croak my way through it.

The show was so simple. One piano, one man, twenty five boys, a couple of little steps for some boys to stand on, a couple of microphones.
They are just boys. The naughty boy was hidden at the back for half the show. They scratch their tummies and their noses. They grin at their friends sometimes. They look both perfect and rumpled. They sing like angels.
Some of the boys brought out some musical instruments and played for us, just as they would for their families. That was so touching.
Some of the boys are so young, I would guess the youngest on stage was four years old.
This was the last stop on their tour of Australia and new Zealand, 25 concerts.
The conductor/concert master was a whole show by himself. So enthusiastic and encouraging. So colourful. Big smile. Wild gestures. Theatrical.

This is a bit from their website, quoted above.

Today there are around 100 choristers between the ages of ten and fourteen, divided into four touring choirs. The four choirs give around 300 concerts and performances each year in front of almost half a million people. Each group spends nine to eleven weeks of the school year on tour. They visit virtually all European countries, and they are frequent guests in Asia, Australia and the Americas.
Together with members of the Vienna Philharmonic Orchestra and the Vienna State Opera Chorus, the Wiener Sängerknaben maintain the tradition of the imperial musicians: as Hofmusikkapelle they provide the music for the Sunday Mass in Vienna’s Imperial Chapel, as they have done since 1498. The choir is a private, not-for-profit organisation. The eight members of the choir’s governing body oversee its development and guarantee its future. The current president is Walter Nettig. Gerald Wirth became the choir’s artistic director in 2001.
At this website I found a charming photo.

At the concert last night the boys wore white sailor shirts and black trousers. The little fellow right in the middle sang with incredible power. Several of the boys sang small solo pieces, but they are a choir.

Wednesday, 17 October 2012

Plants, flowers

Flowers are important to me, but not cut flowers. See something beautiful alive and growing so cut it and take it inside? Isn't that sadistic?
Some of these photos are plants from our old house. Some are holiday snaps.
Cat's whiskers seems to grow almost everywhere.

This was in a garden in Brisbane. Amazing flowers.
Good old wattle.

One year the Happy Plant produced flowers.
The only time in twenty years.
This plant is colourful and extremely hardy.
The flowers are a bonus. Always a surprise.
Feral orchid. The birds must have dropped it.
I noticed it in many gardens in our old suburban haunts.

A lovely ginger I had to leave behind.

Tuesday, 16 October 2012

Swedish novels

I have been reading three novels by Camilla Lackberg. I am not fluent in Swedish so I have been reading English translations. Different cultures see things in different ways. same but different.

As you probably already know Camilla Lackberg is the most popular writer in Sweden today. She is young and beautiful, and has quickly produced a stream of crime novels all set in the region where she once lived.

You can get more information from here.


The Ice Princess is first in this series. Then comes The Preacher. Then The Stone Cutter. There are more in the series, but I have not tried them yet.

The books are set in the small holiday resort town of Fjallbacka, in northern Bohuslan. I looked it up on Google maps. Thousands of tourists visit this town in summer but for the remainder of the year there would be barely 1000 residents. The mixture of people makes the place a good site for the stories.

These books all follow a formula. Same central characters. Same region, town, general minor characters. The story is always an example of how horrible some people can be. The heroes of course solve the crime; good triumphs over evil. Then there is a little section where hidden elements are exposed to view. The reader may have worked out this dialogue or not, but it is made plain. I like this gradual conclusion with all details securely finalised for me.  The characters are well drawn and usually believable, just as if you worked with people like this.

Would I recommend these novels? Yes. The Preacher was really good, I thought, and had me awake long into the night to finish it. Actually, I did not enjoy The Stone Cutter as much. One or two of the characters were outside my world completely.

The following is from Camilla Lackberg's website.

Camilla was 29 when she published her first novel, The Ice Princess, in 2003. Three years later, her prize-winning books were topping the Swedish bestseller lists. It might seem that everything’s gone smoothly for her. But Camilla actually began her professional life as an economist, the world of the novelist seeming light years away...
Camilla Läckberg was born in 1974, and grew up in Fjällbacka on the west coast of Sweden, just by the Norwegian bite. As a girl, she was always telling stories and drawing little tales that she’d put together into books. The first such book, called Tomten (The Goblin), which she wrote when she was only four or five years old, was a gory, hair-raising four-pager. Her fascination for murder mysteries has always been there – perhaps as a contrast to the idyllic tracts of her childhood home. But writing remained merely a dream for Camilla, who went on to study economics at the School of Economics and Commercial Law at Göteborg University. After graduating, she moved to Stockholm, where she spent a couple of years working as an economist. Unhappy years, that is, with her dream of being a novelist still holding her in its thrall. She was finally given a course for Christmas by her husband, mother and brother. It was a crime-writing course organised by writers’ association Ordfront, and as she studied, she began the story that came to be her debut novel: The Ice Princess. Her tutor advised her to set the plot in a place she knew well, and where better than her childhood home?

The Ice Princess was accepted in the same week as Camilla gave birth to her son, Wille, and was published in 2003. Her second book, The Preacher, was released in 2004, followed by The Stonecutter in 2005 and The Jynx in 2006. In April 2007 it was time for her fifth novel The German Child. May 2008 saw two new books reach the shelves, one of which was a complete departure from the crime genre. The first of these was The Mermaid, the sixth book in the series about Fjällbacka residents Patrik and Erika; the second was a cookery book, which she put together with celebrity chef and childhood friend Christian Hellberg.Smaker från Fjällbacka (The taste of Fjällbacka) is a culinary celebration of Fjällbacka and the food that Camilla and Christian associate with life on the west coast. The latest book to be published in Sweden is the seventh book about Patrik and Erika: The Lighthouse Keeper.
Camilla’s novels have enjoyed critical acclaim and her popularity has grown steadily. She is Sweden’s top-selling author, and to date she has sold over 5 million books. She won the Folket literary prize in 2006, and in the autumn of the following year found another of her dreams fulfilled when her first two books were dramatised and shown on national television.

Monday, 15 October 2012


I made kedgeree. We have it for dinner not breakfast. I make it in the rice cooker as it save heaps of effort and mess.
Kegeree is a bit like risotto or fried rice - it is rice based, cheap and uses leftovers.
I do not use haddock, I use whatever fish I can get. I add extra rice so it stretches further. The spices are really important and I like lots of flavour.
Here is a kedgeree Youtube clip. Not bad. Take a shortcut. There are heaps of clips on Youtube for this dish.

Sunday, 14 October 2012

More silliness

Some are amusing and almost polite.
Some are very rude, hateful, and harmless unless you tell a person directly. 
Have the feeling. Acknowledge it. Get over it. See the funny side.
Thank you Aunty Acid.

Saturday, 13 October 2012

Springtime in the moumtains

I have family living in the Blue Mountains. It is a pretty area and beautiful flowers grow at this time of year. Good soil. Rain. Cool clean air.

It snowed on Friday. Unusual.

I copied some photos from

One photo is from my family.

Thursday, 11 October 2012

Cats have slaves

I have a cat. I love her and she appreciates me. She hates living here but there is nothing I can do about that, except to be kind to her.
A while back someone emailed this to me. I will share it with you. Funny. My cat has only a small problem with tablets; we usually get either an injection of drops for hiding in her food. Do you know why?

How to give a cat a tablet

  • Pick up the cat and cradle it lovingly in the crook of your left arm as if holding a baby. Place right forefinger and thumb on either side of the cat's mouth and gently apply pressure to the cheeks while holding the tablet in the right hand. As the cat opens her mouth, pop the tablet into her mouth. Allow the cat to close her mouth and swallow. Talk sweetly to the cat to consolidate affectionate action.
  • Retrieve the tablet from the floor and the cat from behind the sofa. Cradle the cat in left arm again and repeat the process.
  • Retrieve the cat from under the bed and throw the soggy disintegrating tablet in the bin. Locate the bandaids.
  • Take a new tablet from the foil wrapper. 
  • Cradle the cat in left arm while holding rear paws tightly with left hand. Force jaws open and push tablet to the back of the mouth with your right forefinger. Hold mouth shut for a count of ten.
  • Retrieve tablet from light fitting and cat from the top of your valuable antique wardrobe. 
  • Summon spouse from the garden. Extend vocabulary by using new swear words. Apply bandaids.
  • Locate furniture polish, dustpan, and insurance policy. Find half-used tablets and set aside on bench.
  • Kneel on the floor while holding the cat firmly. Cover cat's legs with shirt. Ignore low growls from cat and spouse.
  • Get spouse to hold the cat's head while you open the wild and thrashing beast's mouth and drop the tablet onto the tongue. Massage the throat firmly after closing mouth tight.
  • Discard torn shirt. Retrieve cat from behind the freezer. 
  • Get out another tablet. Check prices on packaging. Consider reusing tablets on bench.
  • Wrap cat in a large towel with head out but claws contained. Ignore scratches in paintwork on new freezer.

  • Hold cat on lap while sitting in chair in closed room. Put tablet in the end of a drinking straw. Force the mouth open and blow down the straw. 
  • Check package label to see if this drug is harmful to humans. Open a bottle of beer and drink all in an effort to take away the sour taste in throat.
  • Transfer to bedroom. Open cat's mouth and flick tablet into mouth. 
  • Apply bandaids to spouse's arm. Remove blood from carpet with cold water and soap. Throw torn towel in bin. 
  • Retrieve cat from behind twenty pairs of shoes inside wardrobe. 
  • Ignore pounding on front door by concerned neighbourhood vigilante.
  • Open bottle of scotch and have a small tumbler to steady nerves. Offer some to the cat. 
  • Check medical records for date of last tetanus shot. Check date of cat's last vaccination. Apply cold compress to swollen cheek. Apply antiseptic cream to wounds on arms, neck, and legs. Throw away blood soaked shirt. Open door to talk with vigilante.
  • Find long pruning gloves. Wrap cat. Open cat's mouth. Blow air in cat's eyes. Push tablet to back of cat's tongue. Hold mouth shut. Count to ten. Relax. Drink another tumbler of scotch. Regret opening door.
  • Retrieve tablet from floor. Call Fire and Emergency Services to collect cat from top of neighbour's tree.
  • Apologise to motor bike rider who crashed into brick fence while avoiding cat. Present him with spare bottle of whiskey that you were saving for Christmas.
  • Request assistance from three fireman and the motorbike rider with Hell's Angels logo on jacket. Place new tablet into cat's mouth followed by small spoonful of Beluga caviar, again a Christmas delicacy. Done!
  • Consume every alcoholic beverage you can find while waiting for ambulance.
  • Sit sullenly but quietly in hospital cubicle while doctor stitches fingers, arm, and cheek. 
  • Answer all question from Police officer. 
  • Answer all questions from RSPCA ranger.
  • Phone vet and arrange injection instead of tablets. 
  • Arrange mortgage to pay vet and medical bills. 
  • Consider moving house to avoid obligation to Hells Angels.

How to give a dog a tablet.
  • Toss it in the air near the dog.
  • Pat dog on head afterwards and offer him a treat.
  • Go for a walk.

Wednesday, 10 October 2012

Do you remember the story of Noah and his Ark?

Do you remember the story of Noah and his Ark? Was the ark the ship or was it the promise between God and Noah? When did this story raise its head? Among whom? What was the purpose of retelling this story?

Everything I need to know about life
I learned from the tale of Noah's Ark.

1.         We are all in the same boat.
2.         Plan ahead. It wasn't raining when Noah started to build the Ark.
3.         It is possible that you will cross paths with people who failed semantics, geography, history, archaeology, and weather forecasting.
4.         Don't pay too much attention to critics; just get on with the job that needs to be done.
5.         For safety sake, travel in pairs.
6.         Don't miss the boat.
7.         There is no guarantee of a calm passage.
8.         Speed isn't always an advantage. The snails were on board with the cheetahs.
9.         Some decisions will not please everyone; those two cockroaches have resulted in a lot of grief.
10.     Find out as much as you can about waste removal before the exits are closed.
11.     No matter how long or severe the deluge, it will eventually end.
12.     Money did not seem to bother Noah, so do not let it become the biggest influence in your life.
13.     When you are stressed, float a while.
14.     Stay fit. Noah was not young. When you are old, you may be asked to do something really big.
15.     Remember, the Ark was built by amateurs; the Titanic by professionals.

This illustration comes from

Tuesday, 9 October 2012

Naive and now shocked

Many of us are horrified by the knowledge of what some of the Nazis did during World War II. Using people for experiments. Lampshades made of human skin. Genetic ideas.

Well, it seems that some of this stuff was common in Europe in centuries past. Some, not all, and not necessarily in the form seen during the time of the Nazis.

I found this on the internet and it appears to be genuine. I was shocked. Now I am not so naive. The site is on facebook at

The Dark Arts - The Forbidden and Taboo - Anthropodermic Binding (Occult and Mundane Examples)

Image: A book covered in the skin of Father Henry Garnet, an indirect collaborator in the plot to blow up the British Houses of Parliament in 1805. 

The use of human skin as a writing surface and to cover sacred and important texts – today called Anthropodermic Binding - is thousands of years old and has always historically been associated with the founders and descendants of dark occult and magic from the beginning.

The first exponents of the act of flaying the skin of a human being for the purpose of using it for a writing surface as well as binding of other precious artefacts were the Ammurru, also known as the Amorites from the ancient city of Mari on the Euphrates in Syria.

The Ammuru (Amorites) were the first to develop the philosophy that the bones and especially the skin and blood of slain enemies possessed magic powers beyond death and gave the objects which they covered supernatural power.

Under the great Mari Empire King Shamshi-Adad I (1813 BC – 1791 BC) the use of the skin of slain enemies increased dramatically and upon the capture of the rival city of Assur, he skinned alive the royal family and court – including children -  and had their skins displayed on the walls of the city for drying until finally being used as binding, writing material and other occult uses.

The Latin word vellum from vellus means not only a fleece or hide but also “human” skin, indicating that at the Roman times the meaning of this form of writing material was still known.

The use of human skin to bind books would disgust us today, but it was fairly widely practiced up until about 200 years ago, particularly with medical books.

In centuries gone by, doctors who wrote medical books would sometimes specify that they be bound in human skin. Some doctors even participated in the preparation of human skin for use in book binding.

Dr John Hunter (1728-1793), the famous anatomist, father of British scientific surgery, and the person after whom the London Museum of the Royal College of Surgeons of England is named, reputedly commissioned a textbook on dermatology to be bound in human skin.

The skin used was often that of a flogged prisoner who was later executed, particularly a murderer.

In 1821, John Horwood was hanged for murder in Bristol, England in 1821. Horwood's skeleton became a prized exhibit at the Bristol Royal Infirmary. A book containing details of his crime, trial, execution, and dissection was published and retained at the Infirmary. The book was bound with Horwood's skin.

The tanning of the skin was the work of Dr Richard Smith, the distinguished chief surgeon at the Infirmary for nearly 50 years. The classic medical text, 'Tables of the Skeleton and Muscles of the Human Body' by Bernhard Albinus (translated from Latin into English in 1749), not only was bound in human skin, but the original white skin was dyed black. This was intended to reflect one of the subjects within: "On the location and cause of the colour of Ethiopians and of other peoples."

Dr Victor Cornil (1837-1908), the famous professor of pathological anatomy in the Faculty of Medicine at the University of Paris and author of 'Syphillis' (1882) the definitive work on the subject at the time, possessed a piece of tattooed human skin from the time of Louis XIII. He had his copy of The Three Musketeers, set during the time of Louis XIII, bound in human skin.

Written by Stephen Juan, Ph.D., anthropologist at the University of Sydney.


Monday, 8 October 2012

Photos for fun

Are you bored? Lacking motivation? Try this simple remedy.

I have no idea where most of these pictures come from. I definitely did not take them.  Cheering. Witty. Worth it in every way.