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The day I melted Mum’s Silver Tea Pot- part two.
If you have just arrived and have not read part one go here first, then come back for part two. It is not long, see you back here soon. I walked around Dads workshop wiping my nose on my arm. Dad usually had a hanky in his pocket that I could use but he was…
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The day I melted Mum’s Silver Tea Pot – part one.
In NZ our summer holidays are over Christmas and we go back to school in February. This is the beginning of our school year. All the summers of all our childhoods seem hotter and longer but this one really was hot and long. We had only been back at school for a few weeks.…
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From the underbelly of a bridge
Leading over the river des plaines… today I love bridges.. and now to work… I have a story for you tomorrow… c
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mama’s easy peasy party recipe
On July 4th this year I started to blog my family recipes and stories for my family and friends. I am in another country from most of you. It is not as good as sitting around a table and eating and yarning with you all but I feel a little closer to you documenting the…
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My Mother had a Purple Suit
My Mother had a Purple Suit. But we only saw it once. Today I have to get some house work done. I am a butterfly housekeeper. I flit from room to room about the house, gently flapping my wings in the heat and wondering why it is that I have come to this room anyway…
The Kitchen's Garden 