“Run from what’s comfortable. Forget safety. Live where you fear to live. Destroy your reputation. Be notorious. I have tried prudent planning long enough. From now on I’ll be mad.”
My brother spent quite a lot of time in Poole, Dorset. He was Commando Logistics but also did the Rigid Raiders thing too. He and his wife wanted to live there. By the sea. But house prices were WAY outta their pay packets :o( Logs then Rigid. P.S. Per Mare, Per Terram the Royal Marines Commando […]
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OK. This is all out WAR! The veg patch is double-fenced and the gate barred. The tunnel now has no exit. HOW do the little beggars keep getting in and eating all my newly planted plants? I have just 2 out of the original Sunflowers left that I’ve grown from seed. Grrr! I went on […]
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My wonderful Welsh relatives say strange things. My traveller-in-crime, who has an accent as English as mine, sometimes does the mad Welsh thing. She said (and I quote verbatim) I have my appointment now. In 6 weeks. Her favourite Welsh saying is : We have no bread. You’ll have to have toast. Bless her. Welsh […]
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Many times. In real life. God’s Honest. There is a Lebanese restaurant right by the fountains that we always went to. Best Hummus and lamb/beef kebabs EVER. In my opinion :o) Right by the Burj Khalifa. Where I lived for a while… but never went near the whole wall windows 40 floors up because I’m […]
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His name is Jim. He was a school mate and a good friend. He is very like everyone else in my school. Well – the 50% of us that said TFAYCD. TFAYCD – A Boothby Graffoe song. Of course we had the usual goodygoody kids in the class. Then there was me and K and […]
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I’m gonna be bombed in an hour or so. It’s P off early, tomorrow is Saturday day. Heyho. The weekend starts there :o) I first came across Tom (a Scot/Angle like me) through Wallander. He was relatively unknown until he played Magnus. I loved his hair then. So natural. Mmmn. Poets Day on Uppers. Ken […]
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Cob Houses are all over the UK Cob, cobb or clom (in Wales) is a natural building material made from subsoil, water, fibrous organic material (typically straw), and sometimes lime. The contents of subsoil naturally vary, and if it does not contain the right mixture it can be modified with sand or clay. Cob is fireproof, resistant to seismic activity, and uses low-cost materials, although it is […]
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Long story…phone call from friend. A foodie. her significant other was eating the soup above (out of a tin) and I stupidly mentioned that I’d been made this in Pakistan and it was wonderful. But I hated the Heinz variety. She knows me well enough by now to know that I’m not fantasising. BTW : […]
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I’ve always said that Noel was the poet of the family. Same as Gary Kemp. The writers get a rough ride…as in Sunset Boulevard. So I start a revolution from my bed‘Cause you said the brains I had went to my headStep outside, summertime’s in bloomStand up beside the fireplaceTake that look from off your […]
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Yes….They will get stuff from us. Also – Grandparents and even Great-Grandparents but the prize will be…my Le Creuset pot. I bought it half price almost 20 years ago. Brilliant piece of kit. GREAT SUCCESS today…..French Pot Roast Chicken. Yum :o)
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At the risk of sounding all hinkydinky and hippytrippy, I’ve always known that this was my last shot at this stuff. That the curtain would fall when I do. My only EVER truly desperate wish was to have children. And I have. I can go (when I go) happy and fulfilled. This is probably the […]
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