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List your top 5 grocery store items.
I would choose to make a coherent recipe….
Thin wide pancakes
Not thick small ones
Get the pan hot
With oil in a thin layer
Swirl your pancake mix
Round the base
Cook till it starts to brown
Then flip!
Not my style of stack
I prefer a crepe.
Describe a man who has positively impacted your life.
One of the reasons I love science is that I started watching “the sky at night” bbc TV programme from an early age.
The presenter at that time was Patrick Moore, later to be knighted. He was an amateur astronomer who popularised science in general and astronomy in particular. This was at a time when most programmes were presented by men. What it did do was help me get into critical thinking and formed an interest in science me.
The reason why I question the query asking which MAN influenced me is the fact that women presenters could be as important. For instance Maggie Aderin-Pocock is one of the main presenters of ‘the sky at night’ now. She has been doing it for several years now and her enthusiasm and intelligence shines through.
From about 5 years ago, a mural I painted in a friends downstairs cloakroom. I remember it took me several days and I was driving home quite a distance each evening. I wish I could still do this sort of thing. I’d previously done murals for my friends in their old house. They included the words life, love, laugh in their living room, Mr incredible, batman, superman and spiderman in their sons bedroom and a Laura Ashley floral pattern blown up and painted in pale green on their bathroom wall. I’m glad the geese turned up on my Facebook memories, it reminded me of all the lovely things I painted for my friends.
Finally drawn (no pun intended) back to #bandofsketchers. Here’s some ‘stuff’ I need to sort out. I must try and do more sketches
It was singing at the Church carol concert tonight. I felt proud, I think because I hadn’t been rehearsing due to my broken rib, people were surprised. I got a few compliments at church and when I got home a couple who had been up at the concert stopped to say I’d got a lovely voice!
Strangely when I was having a mince pie during the intermission I had a discussion about being agnostic with the local vicar! I don’t know what got into me!
He was sleeping then he woke up! Quick 5 minute pen drawing of one of my cats. I was watching the portrait artist of the year and the only thing I could do was my cat. It turned out reasonably I think.
It doesn’t look like much but I can see the floor. It means that the people taking some furniture out for me will be able to get through.
It’s taken me a year of grief to get to this point. I have had to get rid of things I might have wanted to keep. To say “goodbye” to things that have sat in the same place for years. The “that will come in handy” stuff, the “oh don’t throw that away, I’ll have it”, stuff.
I have also uncovered a large patch of damp under one of my windows, I will have to be responsible and get it patched up. Time, maybe, to stop ignoring things?
I miss the green
The growing leaves
The water and the trees
The bright light
A gentle heat
And birdsong
Give me ease.
I know that when
After the dark
Will come the waited spring
I just wish
At times like this
It would arrive
……
Soon..
A friend just came round to see how I was. I’d just finished watching the George C Scott version of a Christmas Carol by Charles Dickens, so I was happy to ask her in. She’s a lovely person but a bit excitable and overwhelming.
Anyway she started tidying up the kitchen and put some things in the recycling bin. I heard her moving things and came in to find she was mixing up the types of waste. Not only that she had put my refillable olive oil bottle in the bin. I had to ask her to stop and pulled it back out again. Then she went in the bathroom and managed to break a bit off the tap, (it just needed screwing back in place).
I know how my stuff works and she could have asked instead of coming in like a bull in a China shop. I appreciated her concern for me but please let me do things my own way.
By the time we had chatted for half an hour I was feeling fraught. Thats why I feel a bit grumpy/scroogy. I’ve got used to my own company, I like doing things my own way and I was getting frustrated by her trying to take over. She’s gone now and so has my almost Migraine. It’s left me feeling like a bad host!
Our house, our friends, our relatives.
We were together so long
I can’t say ‘my’ yet
Even after a year.
Sometimes I feel like it’s a dream.
Hubby, my hubby, will be back.
Walk into our house
Be with our friends
Our relatives.
They know
I miss him.
So
Mallaband-Brown