And here I am at home again
The first mince pies are baked and have mostly disappeared. The first batch went across the waters to an english friend who is the only person near and dear to me who really appreciates these english traditions.
We have been given a big bag of avocados. They were hard but I put them in a paper bag with an apple. It works, they ripen fast.
Yesterday I made guacamole for the first time. I've eaten it before but never made it.
It's very easy. I chopped half a tomato, finely chopped an onion, squashed the avo a bit, added a bit of apple cider vinegar and chilli flakes called boukovo here. No lime and no coriander (cilantro) because it is not available. It was fresh and tangy with rice crackers.
This open tiled space has not been clear of bits of wood and tile and brick and rusty iron for at least 5 years. Our last load of wood was dumped on this space too. The sons-in-law and daughter carried the wood up to our back door and stacked it and then one of them set to and cleared out the cache of
rubbish treasures. I got quite emotional when I saw those clear tiles. There is still a lot more to be done but the it's a start