What a lovely holiday! During our annual Greek Festival I bought a painting of a Greek island, complete with water, boats (the visually pretty sailboat kind), lots of flowers and color. It looks smashing above my sofa.
WE HAVE NO IDEA WHAT WE ARE DOING TODAY
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*Well, this is happening a bit too often!*
*We really don't have any plans for the day, or even tomorrow, which is a
public holiday.*
*Usually there w...
The Pépin soufflé
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For our lunch yesterday, I made Jacques Pépin's mother's cheese soufflé.
It's a fairly simple recipe which doesn't reuire separating the whites from
the yo...
Aston 'Family Man' Barrett.
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There seems to be nothing but bad news at the moment.
News often arrives *Chez Magnon* quite slowly; I have only just heard that
Aston 'family man' Barr...
MONDAY'S WALK
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On Monday the forecast was not the best but, luckily the weather held for
our walk at Beach Road in Onerahi. We often see small boats and yachts
going ...
Kiwifruit
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Everyone knows they should be brown and furry on the outside and bright
green inside.... right?
... and tomatoes should be red.
Respectively, gold and r...
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 tress come out of acorns, no matter h...
Shanghai bound.
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Last night Google had a major download. This morning the desktop is barely
functioning. It is so slow.
Later today we'll take the last flight down to Hea...
Various missiles
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All the years when there were rockets from Gaza we didn't go to the
shelter. Fifty kilometers from Gaza seemed pretty far away and we just
stood in the ...
Happy Easter
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Wishing everyone a happy Easter this weekend. We are gathering as an
extended family on Sunday at our house. About fourteen of us this year.
There will...
this life and the next
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I grew up watching TV. Even if there were only 3 stations to watch and
they all went off the air at midnight, right after playing the national
anthem.
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The scent of wisteria.....
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I have never seen my wisteria so full of blooms! I keep the windows and
back door open so that the scent will waft in, and it's the best freakin
air fre...
Books 31-36
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Tango one by Stephen Leather
In different parts of London, three recruits prepare for their first day at
the Metropolitan Police's training centre at H...
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...
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...
I can think of some words....
ReplyDeleteI. Am. Envious.
Best time of the year to come!
DeleteP is for Paradise... Smashing photos Linda.
ReplyDeleteMy family think it's Paradise but too darn far away
DeleteWhat a fabulous holiday. Family makes it.
ReplyDeleteFamily. Exactly. Best of times
DeleteLovely! Enjoy! - Jenn
ReplyDeleteNot too hot, not too crowded. Perfect
DeleteBlue skies. Blue seas. Good food. All the makings for a great holiday.
ReplyDeleteEnjoy! :)
My family think so
DeleteIdyllic.
ReplyDeleteSure is
DeleteThat table of food made me extremely envious.
ReplyDeleteLots of seafood. Very Mediterranean
DeleteI almost booked a flight!
DeleteWhat a lovely holiday! During our annual Greek Festival I bought a painting of a Greek island, complete with water, boats (the visually pretty sailboat kind), lots of flowers and color. It looks smashing above my sofa.
ReplyDeleteYou're more than half Greek! Those Greek ladies have given you all the tradition, culture lessons you need
DeleteOne word... stunning :)
ReplyDeleteAbsolutely stunning pics.
ReplyDeletePerfect holiday
Looks like a wonderful holiday destination, so good to have family time.
ReplyDeleteOne word-Heaven!!!
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