A roseate glow
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The headlines on Radio 4 ARE about Venezuela and Iran. For light relief we
turn the dial to the classical music on Radio 3. Before we switch stations
a M...
Freezing fog
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It's a good thing I went grocery shopping yesterday. The roads were dry and
frost-free. I came home with a lot of food for our daily consumption. It
was an...
Drawing Monty
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Monty was a classic Labrador. He had that haughty look of indifference
towards humans. They are possibly the most difficult dogs to understand.
They ar...
TAKING COCO TO BEX'S FOR NAILS
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*This morning we are going over to Steve 'n' Bex's as they have the dog
groomer coming over to groom Marley. We want the groomer to trim Coco's
nails...
Waltz
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Ive posted this story before, but after watching *Cinderella *on digi box I
was reminded of this story all over again….like all good stories, I never
rea...
The end.
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Suddenly it feels so empty in here.
Trees have been packed away for another year.
All that’s left is the front door wreath.
Hubby has gone to the...
Wolf Moon
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The first full moon of 2026 - the "Wolf Moon" - shines bright in the sky
tonight
Brightly the moon like a jewel is beaming,
White in the east, o'er ...
Happy New Year!.......
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As you can see, Zoe was not impressed with the New Years celebrations. Oh,
not that we did anything, but you could hear the fireworks from the
partier...
Books 25-30
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Let Her Go by Willow Rose
A missing five-year-old girl is the key to unlocking a detective’s
terrifying past…
When Detective Billie Ann Wilde receives ...
Jacket
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Scully here - Not funny. My Mum laughed and laughed when they told her
they'd put a life-jacket on me.
It made my legs go limp.
We tried it again by t...
Nameless Cat
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About six months ago, we were given an adult cat from someone who rehomes
them. The cat seemed rather docile and he definitely bonded with me.
We never ...
Thoughts
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I'm really debating whether to write this post. It's been written in my
head for a few days now, and I'm still trying to quiet it down. My
not-so-simple...
Xmas decorations
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Greymouth has 3 main streets in town. On the way home from work at night
I've been stopping to take photos of some of the shop window decorations.
It'...
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 ...
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...
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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*Do you want a break from politics and British summer weather? Read on...*
“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...
The table looks to be groaning with festive food. Happy Christmas to you and yours on Poros.
ReplyDeletePlenty of food as usual. Lots of leftovers for everyone to take home
DeleteLooks like you're all having a great time, good to see happy faces.
ReplyDeleteIt was one of the best Christmases. Loads of smiles and laughter
DeleteHappy Christmas Linda. The food looks fabulous.
ReplyDeleteThe Yorkshire puds were the best we've made and the gravy, oh and the stuffing. Let's say we ate well
DeleteOh my goodness look at all that food- hopefully it wasn’t just you slaving over a hot stove. Good food- good family - good times🎄🎅🏻😘
ReplyDeleteThe food was easier this year. I did a lot of preparation to make the actual day a little easier
DeleteWhat a spread. Looks a wonderful day.
ReplyDeleteEnglish and Greek. The English side of it was really good 👍
DeleteWhat beautiful pictures
ReplyDeleteGlad you all had a great day
One of the best. Your Xmas day looked wonderful too.
DeleteWhat a fabulous day.
ReplyDeleteIt was a sunny day and a happy day.
DeletePerfect. Ours went pretty well too!
ReplyDeleteGlad to hear. There's so much anticipation!
DeleteA happy and wonderful family and plenty of delicious food, you don't need more than that. Looks like you had a great Christmas.
ReplyDeleteSanta looks very jolly there. Looks like you all had a very happy Christmas Day.
ReplyDeleteYou must have all been good this year for Santa to come visit!
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