First, I looked after this cute baby...
Random ramblings from the cluttered brain of a Brit ex-pat North Devonian trying to keep cool in the steamy summers and warm in the frosty winters of The Great White North.
Sunday, 16 March 2008
On Official Nana Duty
First, I looked after this cute baby...
Wednesday, 12 March 2008
E for Excellent
Xtreme English has included me in her list of blogs that deserve the Big E for Excellent. Wow! I hope she doesn't regret it later.I'm told that part of the responsibilities of a new awardee is to nominate 10 other blogs as Excellent, and each of them must then select 10 others.
This is a hard one... many more than 10 worthwhile bloggers out there, and they all deserve a read.
OK... let's get cracking...
Lettuce lives in South London. Her blog is full of unusual pictures and she writes with a quirky turn of phrase. She notices what others miss. Her idea of a good day out is to visit Art Galleries. And Museums. And she is inspired with what she finds there. I look forward to her posts.
The Ginger Darlings live on the coast of wild Wales. "Three cats of perfect gingerness, elegant, feline, sharp clawed and fine." Eloquent descriptions of their adventures, roaming the hills with their artist companion. I adore ginger cats.
Combe Martin Life is all about the goings-on in the village in England where I grew up. Martin is a bit of a nutter, but he takes fab piccies. Sorry, Martin, but you know it's true!
Pea Soup hails from Melbourne, Australia. She loves fabric and yarn and Australia and her family. But not necessarily in that order. She can teach you to dye wool with food colouring and knows how to knit fruit. Yes, that's what I said... knit fruit. No kidding.
Peter is a newly retired Swede living in Paris. I think he knows more about the history and geography of the streets and boulevards of Paris than anyone. If you are planning a trip to Paris, read his blog first! Peter already has a Big E for Excellent Award, but he definitely deserves another... you just can't have too many! Merci, Peter.
Ming the Merciless knows New York City like the back of his hand... right, Ming? He'll take you to the most interesting shops, ride with you on the subway, cross the Brooklyn Bridge, walk with you in the park, and you'll meet all the neighbourhood dogs. And Ming doesn't cook, so he knows all the best places to eat and drink.Willow Grace aka Mad blogs in the San Francisco Bay area. She's the creative sort... photography, scrapbooking, stamping, all kinds of arts and crafts. And she sounds like she's lots of fun.
Wiggers World is the brainchild of Tom Wigley, aka Old Wom Tigley. Tom's someone who appreciates Nature and has a innate sense of belonging to the world around him. He and his
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Pete at Midway is a young man on Midway Atoll in the Pacific on a 6 month temporary job with the US Fish & Wildlife Service, trying to rid the island of a wild sunflower plant called verbesina. He also counts birds, swims, plays volleyball and takes great seabird pics. Sounds like he's having a blast.
Tuesday, 11 March 2008
Sunday, 9 March 2008
Go South .... or Go Get the Snow Shovel
The snow started falling on Friday afternoon and didn't let up until sometime during Saturday night. This picture doesn't do justice to the sight of horizontal white-out snow whipping past the window. One look outside convinced me that I wasn't going anywhere.
As I was stuck indoors all day on Saturday, I felt an irresistible bout of Martha-style Domestic Goddess coming on. This often happens if I can't go out anywhere..... it's the perfect antidote to Cabin Fever.
And then... I decided that Chelsea Buns were just the ticket on a snowy day, but I cheated a bit by making the dough in the bread machine. I didn't have any raisins, and I certainly wasn't going shopping in a blizzard, so I added currants, dried cranberries and grated apple. Delectable.
The Space Cadet didn't waste much time before getting a product sample.
Sunday morning I could hardly get the back door open, the drifts were so high.We shovelled our way to the sidewalk, where Mr Nice Nextdoor Neighbour was already out with his snowblower. We have a great arrangement.... MR NNN has the snowblower, and The Space Cadet has the key to Mr NNN's garage!





