The Big Red Album

my first post re my Big Red Album

Janet's thread


I’ve been writing a lot about old postcards and trying to find cards related to the fibre arts.  Collecting stamps is a related activity to collecting postcards.  In my childhood, collecting stamps was one of my hobbies – a hobby that in time went on the back burner.  In due course I went away to college, entered the working world, went back to college etc.  As the years passed I scarcely thought about my former passion for stamp collecting.  When the family home was sold I was far away and unable to attend the final clearance of the memorabilia stored away there.  However, there were 2 items of memorabilia that I decided I really cared about – a scrapbook – mainly  of newspaper clippings, and my big red stamp album.  I was assured that one of my sisters had rescued these items and that they were stored in her…

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The Missing Stamp Album

I am very happy to report that I have found my missing red stamp album. I had this album in the 1940’s and now with all our moves and relocating I have found it again. I am so happy. There is really not very much in it but it’s the principle of the thing to have found it again. My hobby of stamp collecting ihas been sporadic at best. But I am in a stamp collecting phase again so I am especially delighted to find this treasure of my very early efforts.

Stamps from Fiji (I am sorry I can’t turn this right side up)

David et Goliath

Wow. Has catorze met his match?


Every neighbourhood has a Ginger Impinger. And there is a new one in town.

Defending his royal title, in the Black Corner and weighing in at 3.12kg, is Sa Majesté Louis Catorze, Le Roi Soleil, whom we all know and love. And the challenger, in the Orange Corner and weighing in at 173kg, is this dude:

Oh. Mon. Dieu.

Saint Jésus.

He is absolutely enormous. And he was quite happy to make himself comfortable, too, lounging around on the patio and even letting Cat Daddy stroke him.

Cheeky sod.

Now, you would be forgiven for thinking Catorze wouldn’t stand a chance against this beast. However, I have seen him once before – or, rather, glimpsed his hindquarters fleeing into the night. And, would you believe, he was fleeing from Catorze.

The little sod had escaped out at The Front, as usual, and we had opened the living room window…

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