How Puffins Are Made
This post was inspired by Tiredofeulies, who lamented the fact (and it is a fact) that the younger generation seem so entirely unable to understand any concern the older generation might have for the direction [more…]
This post was inspired by Tiredofeulies, who lamented the fact (and it is a fact) that the younger generation seem so entirely unable to understand any concern the older generation might have for the direction [more…]
Ingredients 2.5 kg ripe medlars 600g unripe medlars 3 small unripe apples or 20 crab apples 3 lemons 3 litres water 1.5 kg granulated sugar Pinch of saffron 1/4 teaspoon of cinnamon 2 ground cloves [more…]
If you’re ever in Atlanta, Georgia, may I recommend the Georgia State Capital Museum? During my time there, Atlanta was the second most violent place in the Union. The actual murder capital of America was, [more…]
It isn’t just about swanning around the Lake District, visiting friends in Devon, Air B&B’ing to Barcelona, holidaying on the West coast of Scotland or nipping down to Essex for a couple of beers. There [more…]
‘There must be a better way to live than this’, I observe, ‘the squabbling, the pettiness, the violence. Why can’t we all just get on with each other and live in peace and harmony?’, I wonder [more…]
Foreward: I’m cross posting this in a couple of places. It’s bound to be a dramatically unpopular piece wherever I post it, but I’m providing it in hopes to stir thought on the subject, if [more…]
Today 1st November is not, as we once hoped, Independence Day but it is International Fountain Pen Day. It is the ideal day to confess that, occasionally setting the keyboard aside, I indulge in watching [more…]
My old chum Carruthers came to stay last week, he works for a major airline & has seen plenty of the world in the last forty years, as indeed I have myself. We somehow got [more…]
By now, Princess Fahds was married and expecting. Expecting a bebe and expecting the love to follow the land, as the new one’s little feet approached the oil soaked, lifeless sand. Her own life was full of wonderful things. A wonderful [more…]
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