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Why is it that sometimes it just feels so good to whine? I am dying. I don’t feel good. Why is this happening to me? Ted took one look at me and my constant stream of complaints and hightailed it … Continue reading
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Why is it that sometimes it just feels so good to whine? I am dying. I don’t feel good. Why is this happening to me? Ted took one look at me and my constant stream of complaints and hightailed it … Continue reading
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One of my favourite meals consists of a good cup of green tea, a dish of natto maki and seaweed. Normally I am too busy to look up from my chop sticks, but this I did. Wow talk about overkill. … Continue reading
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Earlier this year I was lucky enough to visit New Orléans again. I fell in love with the charm of the city, the numerous art galleries, and even though it was too short a trip, I managed a few photos to … Continue reading
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They say when you are doing something you really enjoy, time doesn’t exist. I just posted Tales From The City- Mucking about in Caves and noticed it was post number 50! Wow! Things are moving along! I am still a … Continue reading
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I just happened to look up and see three little tenors singing away to mum. “Where’s the sardines for lunch?” I’m sure these baby seagulls are indeed singing for their super!
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I popped up to Oxford the other week and came back home to loads of post and a few letters to write. Actual letters on paper and with blue ink to post instead of emails! How quickly we get used … Continue reading
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You can spend an entire life in London, but there always comes a time for the great get away! This time it’s off to Holland for a week. One of the great things about London is within a few hours … Continue reading
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The Great British Sunday Lunch- Lillian Gish and Jockey’s Whips– why that’s Cockney for Fish and Chips! My dad would have boxed my ears to hear such words uttered from my dainty mouth. Proper words for a proper English girl … Continue reading
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Ah, the kitchen. Here everything is cooked up, school lunches, dinners with friends, Nespresso cups of coffee, arguments, laughs, it is the beating heart of the home. Quite often when people come into the old terraced house, the first thing … Continue reading
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One cold winter day I was in a graveyard in Holland. I walked past a toppled headstone, leaves scurried past me dancing in the wind, and turned to see this great old tree offering comfort and protection. I have a great … Continue reading