Friday Observations
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It’s Friday and it’s trying to be sunny. The Welsh are quiet today after
their walk and *Roger *is sat in my bedroom window watching the grave
digger and ...
Dinner in Glasgow.
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In the car park at the local station a van belonging to a company that does
outdoor adventures. Angus is interested to see that axe throwing is one of ...
Sheringham in pictures
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Walking to the flat.
Still walking. Shirley at the rear, 86, carrying an extra bottle of
champagne.
Examples of houses we passed
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Growing Parsnips In Big Plant Pots
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I watched a different YouTube video about growing parsnips the other day.
I cut off the bottoms of some small plastic plant pots and placed them in ...
Lawn parties at the neighbors'
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Here are some pictures to show the kind of parties that Bernard (who passed
away a few days ago) and M. (his wife), our neighbors and friends, used to
thro...
Letterboxes
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My mother and her relatives were prolific letter-writers. So was my
father, although his letters were either to my mother, when he was working
away, or...
Demos.
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Weekends in Brighton means the obligatory demonstration or two. They're
usually pretty poorly attended, with lot of repetitive shouting and
drumming, w...
NEW SHIRTS
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*Today I am off to Cambridge for another 9 am FBG walk.*
*I also get to pick up my new T-Shirts. Every couple of years our FBG team
design a new T-Sh...
Chocolate Mudcake
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No 38 - Mudcake
While I was as University I worked nearly full time 5 nights a week in a
local restaurant. The owners were head cook and maitre d' toge...
It's almost midnight
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For several days now I have been trying to forget the night between
Saturday and Sunday. People talk about this night like women talk about the
birth of...
A Walk In The Woods
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Now is the time of the illuminated woods.......
when every leaf glows like a tiny lamp.
~ John Burroughs
Oak trees come out of acorns, no...
Getting stuff done
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Yesterday I planted some of the bulbs in these two pots. They already have
some growing and others just pushing through. My aim is to try and have
somethin...
CHRYSANTHEMUMS
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I always have a vase of flowers in the house, usually on the dining table
and pick them from the garden. This week at the Growers' Market I noticed
some b...
Spring has sprung, let the gardening begin....
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This show of blooms was just the beginning! Of course they smell amazing,
and all the pollinators think so too. Windows and back door open to catch
tha...
April 9, 2024
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Today was lovely and mild and warm. I baked cookies, something I haven’t
done since Christmas preparations. I did my walk through the village ( made
mys...
In memory of George
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In 2007, a 9-year-old Jack Russell Terrier called George died after
protecting 5 local children from an attack by two pit bulls. He was given a
posthum...
Books 7-11
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A Friend of the Family by Stuart Field
Families are dying. No matter how hard DCI Platt tries, he's not seeing a
pattern; not even after his own wife a...
Sinking of the SS Ventnor
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The SS Ventnor leaving Westport in 1901
The SS Ventnor was built in Glasgow, Scotland in 1901 for Gow, Harrison and
Co as a British cargo steamship. Her le...
Nothing goes to waste
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I had quite a lot of fabric left over from the re-covered chair (I ordered
extra to allow for any mistakes!) so I decided to make a couple of
cushions. ...
Going Into Recess
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Have you ever felt that sometimes your life has turned a corner? Or, as my
uncle used to say, started a new chapter in the book of your life?
After r...
Catching up!
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Oh dear, nearly six months since I last posted a blog. It is not that I
have been bothered to write to you. Oh no. It is because words have been
absent ...
Mincemeat and Quince
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The days are getting shorter and the trees are beginning to shed their
leaves. The quince tree has done magnificently this year. The fruit
enormous a...
I write. I create. I observe and record my life, after 40 years, in Greece. I love to create either with my handy craft, cooking or writing. Freeform always. Keep it simple, keep the interest, make it useful. I write about my garden sometimes, my grandchildren and the different culture and traditions. My New Zealand up bringing was so different from this way of life that I do truly feel like an alien at times. Greece is home but so is my kiwi 'homeland'. I am a citizen of both and an alien in both.
That should keep them all fit.
ReplyDeleteIt certainly expends a lot of energy!
DeleteYeah....it worked. Everyone looks like their having fun.
ReplyDeleteFinally, I think I've got it! Where was my grandson when I needed him!
DeleteI think I spotted Zorba in amongst them!
ReplyDeleteHe was leaping away like a Billy goat!
DeleteAnother string to your bow LA. Look forward to more videos of your island.
ReplyDeleteNow I've got this video thing you'll be getting a lot more! I'll make them longer next time
DeleteI am waiting for more.
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