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Looking at a map of the world the other day, in particular North America and Canada, I was reminded of how vast a land mass this continent that we now live on is. In the old days, the home country … Continue reading
When I’d heard people talk about ‘allergies’ in the past it always reminded me of Jack Lemon as Felix Ungar in The Odd Couple. All my life I’ve been able to romp about in the hay bales, stroll through fields chest high with rape plants, inhale deeply the fragrances of flower gardens, watch fluffy clouds traverse across the sky whilst lying on my back in a summer meadow, etc, etc …… you get the picture.
Now, I have to take an antihistamine tablet everyday unless I want to spend the day sneezing my head off! The reason? This stuff: Continue reading
I’ve never tried making soup before – at least, nothing more exciting than what comes out of a can, anyway – so, this recipe was a definite experiment. I found the recipe, as I usually do, online. I can recommend allrecipes.com not just because they have an extensive selection of recipes, what I particularly like are the numerous responses to the recipes that are easily viewable in an accessible and friendly manner. I invariably find a comment somewhere that enhances the original poster’s recipe just that little bit.
Here’s the recipe, along with my notes: Continue reading
BING, BONG. I say “Bing, Bong” because we have a rather nice doorbell that doesn’t just go, “Bing,” or “Brrrrrrriiiinnnngggg …” as doorbells seem to do these days; and neither does it go, “Bong” like a Westminster chime might do. No, it has a rich, mellifluous, “Bing, Bong,” a definite announcement reminiscent of a past era when the butler would intone with a dead pan, “Mr Pish Posh to see you, sir.”
“Ah, very good, Smithers,” you’d say, “Show him into the Library, if you would, and inform him that I’ll be there presently.”
“Very good, sir.”
It’s the kind of chime that says, “There’s someone at the door wishing to see you. However, there’s no need to rush as I’m sure they can wait a few moments, but, if you choose not to answer the door then I shouldn’t worry about it since they’ll either ring the doorbell again or they’ll go away.” Continue reading
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Spring has sprung at last. I always think of this time of year as when the trees finally get to try on their new clothes having had to wait out the winter in a state of undress. Advertisements