Haggis
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I cooked haggis for lunch
Believe me there is nothing nicer than sliced haggis, fried alongside an
egg.
Bloody lovely
I added boiled broccoli to balance...
Huhu and other beasties
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I remember these from my youth - mobs of them used to beat themselves up
crowding outside lights.
They are a native beetle about 50mm long (say 2 inc...
The surprise offer.
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This morning I receive a letter from the local health authority informing
me that I'm eligible for a shingles vaccination. They've given me an
appointmen...
Everything is coming up...
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...no, not roses, but cyclamens. In our back yard, I mean. I think the
woman who sold us the house we've been living in since 2003 used to buy
little post ...
The legend of Gelert
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It's Wales's most famous legend. The story of Gelert the Dog.
I was reminded of the story just recently, and will relate it here for the
benefit of thos...
OFF TO GET A NEW BOTTLE TODAY
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*When I'm sewing, I put my drink bottle and phone on my sewing desk, easy
to reach right?*
*Last week I knocked my drink bottle, and it flew onto the ...
Resting. Kinda
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This morning I had a sleep in. I didn’t get to sleep until late last night
because of the usual reasons.
I had planned on resting today in preparati...
IT HAS FINALLY STOPPED RAINING
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Thursday and the rain has finally stopped. Settlements to the north are
cut off by slips and bridges washed away and many houses have silt through
them. ...
Soup's On
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Cold winter days seem to go on forever.
Even when the sun shines brightly, the wind is still bone-chillingly
bitter..
It's the perfect time to warm up wi...
Nameless Cat update
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Hubby came in from his daily morning adventures with some news about 'the
cat.'
Sadly, it wasn't good news.
His lifeless body had been placed at our m...
Hi ho, hi ho, it's off to work I go........
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I have the match between Kokkinakis and Korda on, and wow, it's pretty
exciting! It was a bit disappointing that he didn't win the match, but it
was g...
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 ...
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...
Now, stop it, just stop it Linda!
ReplyDeleteFrom a cool, wet and windy place in the far north .....
It's blowing a gale where we are now . But not cool or wet. Sorry 😐
Delete😎 It's alright for some. Imagine being able to go the beach everyday and the sun is always shining?
ReplyDeleteThe sun is shining that's for sure. Thank goodness it hasn't got that fierce heat it had a few weeks ago. The water is cool . But not too cool
DeleteSaronic Gulf has so much to recommend it in any season.
ReplyDeleteI love those winter sands where no foot has trodden .
DeleteBlue skies even in winter.
ReplyDeleteThere is just something about a deserted beach. Bliss
Blue skies and a still blue sea. Peaceful
DeleteIt looks so beautiful!
ReplyDeleteIn winter it is. Summer it's just noisy
DeleteEmpty beaches are my idea of heaven.
ReplyDeleteMine too !!
DeleteBeautiful beach photos.
ReplyDeleteIt's a nice Sandy beach. Not many on the island. Some are stoney
DeleteOur beach here will now be very different from a couple of weeks ago. Fur coats instead of bikinis.
ReplyDeleteIt should be warm enough for short sleeves till November here
DeleteBeautiful and serene.
ReplyDelete~Jo
The winter beaches are lovely . Summer beaches are full of life
DeleteYou're so fortunate to live so near, it's lovely feeling the sand between the toes.
ReplyDeleteAnd dip toes in the water, no matter how cold
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