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‘ullo ‘ullo ‘ullo – whats going on ‘ere then?
“Where is the snow then? They said there was snow. Has someone been fooling about? Why wasn’t my gate opened earlier?” “What?” “Say what? What is she on about? The snow melted hours ago. All those sheep do is sleep and shout!” “OI! Enough of this loafing about. Back to work the lot o ya!…
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Bottle Shock – (there’s a song in that!)
Sometimes, well most of the time, when I smell and taste things I smell or taste them imagining the scents as a barcode. Each smell or taste (and they always work together) has big flavours and little flavours and hints of this and bangs of that. These all line up in my mind like a…
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Boxing Day Fresh Buttermilk Pancakes
And how did I make that fresh buttermilk? Oh, I was hoping that you would ask that question. Because you see, The Matriarch gave me a Butter Churn for Christmas. She said it was from Santa!! Apparently Santa is a very clever old bugger. He knew just what I needed. A glorious old butter churn.…
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Dawn on Christmas Day. Hold the beam Scottie!
Dawn on Christmas morn 2011. On a Star trek Christmas. Daisy wishes to convey her Christmas greetings to you. Yesterday she posed for her Christmas appearance in front of the 1966 Chrysler New Yorker that is parked forever in her yards. It is her favorite piece of cow art. Coincidentally the car helps to show…
The Kitchen's Garden 