The old window.
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The church we're looking for is found hidden in a side street behind the
1970's era Radisson Hotel. On one side is an empty lot left by the
Luftwaffes bo...
Losing (or lost) the Plot
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The hierarchy of Church of England have been making some very bizarre
pronouncements in recent times. It really isn't surprising that they now
have so f...
Surprise, surprise!...............
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The yiayia I discussed in my last post surprised me today ~ she proclaimed
that my tsoureki was as good as hers. I was truly honored. It sounds like
I ...
Sunshine on a windy day
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the day started very cold. The nights are still in the single digits.
But more and more the sun shines through.
Ana has been spending more time in fro...
TAMAHERE IN SEPTEMBER
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*OK... it's 5.35 am.*
*We are up.*
*It's not too cold.*
*The weather is holding.*
*Let's get a move on, and have a nice day.*
*I'm hoping for some s...
Fish Finger Butty
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A fishfinger bap, smothered in tartar sauce and coffee for lunch. I met
one of my friends from my old counselling course today. She hurled herself
into...
Returning
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The Morning Glories have made an appearance.
This Grandpa Ott variety, returns year after year, without any help from
the gardener.
The vines wrap their t...
Issues with Blogger
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I can’t be the only one who has realized this but I sometimes like to put
it out there and see if others want to add anything. My reading list has
been ...
Happy New Year to all of us.
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Tomorrow is our New Year's Eve. In previous years there was always
excitement in the air. As if something good was about to happen, lots of
good hopes a...
Progress, I think
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Yesterday at noontime I had the scheduled meeting with my French
ophtalmologist over in Montrichard, 10 miles downriver from Saint-Aignan.
It went well f...
Third
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For some reason I'm unable to get comments to publish on other blogs.
Blogger glitch of some kind perhaps.... Why are these things never
universal? Some...
it's time to go
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I have had a lot of fun letting you know how I feel about my new home of
New Zealand. I hope you have enjoyed my journey, too.
My health is not the best...
BRIGHTON
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In our local paper this morning was this photo of Falmer pond. It said it
was in Sussex so I did a google search to see where Falmer is as I was
brought u...
Multi Tasking
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There was a storm this afternoon - thunder, lightening, very, very
frightening. Unable to get outside to do any gardening I decided to use
the time to d...
Books 1-7
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Bloody River Blues by Jeffery Deaver
Well, that wasn't a good start to the year! I read 125 pages (which was
more than a third of the book) and I just c...
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 ...
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...
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...
Very funny. Hope it's not true.
ReplyDeleteThere was a better clip which I only found later. They had turned it into a BBC news broadcast. Looked authentic!!
DeleteI cannot stop laughing :))
ReplyDeleteI loved that series and they hit the nail on the head so many times.
I just love the series and now I can watch it on TV ...endlessly!
DeleteIn the case of COVID-19, I suspect they're spot on!
ReplyDeleteThat's the way looks in Britain!!
DeleteThis has been on Twitter for a few days. It makes me laugh every time.
ReplyDeleteThose script writers were inspired.
DeleteVery good and very funny.
ReplyDeleteThank goodness YouTube has endless episodes and clips. Always good for a load of laughs
DeleteOH mercy!!!!!!!
ReplyDeleteStay wise, clam, safe.
Turn off the 😱screaming😱 sources.
Listen to your local County Public Health source.
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