I laughed out loud. So funny, and still giggling as I type this comment. Safe Christmas to you and your family. Regards Aussie reader from Western Australia.
A Birthday Present.
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I reached the grand old age of 62 last Friday. Like that great English
folk singer Sandy Denny once sang:
"Who knows where the time goes?"
I received ...
Christmas song #8
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Gusting wind and torrential rain leave the town deserted. It's also cold.
Far out to sea the sky has a deep blood red glow which doesn't auger well.
Ther...
Trees and trunks
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Not a forest fire, just a sunrise (left) ; the same sunrise seen through
poplar trees (right)
*Troncs de vignes* : a certain number of the grape vines d...
'Boudang' (Boudin)
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The accent in my area of France is quite pronounced. Take the word for
Black Pudding for example; in French it is *Boudin *but where I live it is
pron...
Round Up
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Apart from being the poison I use on the pernicious weeds, or the act of
gathering up a flock of sheep, the title also describes a summary of my
week.
'Ex...
Demolition
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Back in 2022 I posted about this building in town - the Royal Hotel which
sits along Mawhera Quay by the Grey River. It had been closed and boarded
up b...
Statue Of My Liberty
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I have a family here in my village.
And just like a blood family , I don’t always see some of them that often ,
But our lives are intertwined by a commonali...
Don’t wait - Loss
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My oldest brother died yesterday. This was a shock for everyone. He was 72
years old- a character if there ever was one. He hid how much his COPD had
ad...
Little house on the prairie
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remember that show. I loved it. I’d wish that Charles was my dad.
Which brings me to, today
We have purchased our own little house
It starts off lo...
It is good to be appreciated.
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It is a long time since I last blogged. I have occasionally taken photos
of what is new in the garden but then ran out of day and oomph and not done
a ...
Christmas Fayre
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The English Christmas goodies have started to arrive, I shall have to hide
them, from myself.
Years ago, it was almost impossible to find English Christm...
Guest from Singapore
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I need the wisdom of the crowd. What do you think? There is someone in
Singapore who has been reading my blog for hours and hours, from the first
posts ...
Winter is coming!......
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I suppose otters don't feel the cold so much. However, being totally
adorable takes you a long way....
I was sick the Monday before Thanksgiving wi...
Too much excitement
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Our days are usually very quiet and, frankly rather dull. But I don't mind
at all, really. Some days require me to venture outside--to the doctor's
offi...
Books 20-24
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Past Transgressions by Dave Sinclair
Retired spy. Trained killing machine. Pacifist.
Retired MI6 spy Mason Nash moved to a sleepy English town so he cou...
Quince, Life, and Puppy Dog Tales
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The season of mellow mists inevitably means that I suddenly have a deep
desire to store food in the form of jams, pickles and syrups. It also
means that...
Friday prayers
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Look at sales figures, origins, annual reports, statements from company
chairmen; become armchair investors and see what you would do yourself,
annual ...
Aoteaora's first Maori police woman
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Evelyn Mete Kingi was born Evelyn Owen in Moerewa and has been described as
a woman of resilience and character.
She was born in 1922 and joined the thir...
Farewell My Friends
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After blogging for nearly six years, I have decided to retire. Blogging
filled an empty spot in my life after losing my husband, but that has
changed...
Japandi Bedroom Makeover
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“Another mural? Are you pulling my leg?”
Colin was back last month to decor...
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 ...
Professing !
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Actual professing.
There are times when every learned person has the duty of stepping up to
the line and of explaining the intricacies of life from the...
Internal Garden Monologue
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If you had told me 5 years ago, I would be sitting in a house, at a table
over looking a front garden in Scotland, I would have laughed my socks
off. I...
A Note of Sadness
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One of the problems about getting so involved with these m/s recipe books
is that I feel as though I almost know the women who wrote them. I can see
how th...
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ReplyDeleteLol, that is too funny!
ReplyDeleteHa,ha. It's very good LA.
ReplyDeleteI don’t think I’ve seen that ‘complication’ before. Equal opportunity - wonder how things would be if that had been the way
ReplyDeleteLovely - gave me a giggle.
ReplyDeleteLove it!!
ReplyDeleteLove this- thanks laughs are in short supply this year !!!
ReplyDeleteI laughed out loud. So funny, and still giggling as I type this comment. Safe Christmas to you and your family. Regards
ReplyDeleteAussie reader from Western Australia.
Surely, that wouldn't have been allowed!!!!
ReplyDeleteLove this, made me smile.
ReplyDeleteBriony
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Ohhhhhh, this is hysterical!!!!!!!!!!!!
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