Monday, 29 November 2010

100 Words: Suitcase

In another time the red suitcase was used for short trips to Nefyn or maybe Chester. Packed full for Christmas family fortnights too, it held folded blouses, skirts and slacks, woollens, a silk scarf and some sturdy shoes for walks plus patents for best.

Never far from home, the case wasn't bought for a turn around an airport carousel or to display international tags and stickered ticket stubs. Nothing foreign in its frilly inner pockets either. Then.

Passed on when its owner had also, the suitcase became a stuffed and stationary holdall for musty family matter. 

And postcards from abroad. 

100 Words is an idea from Bag Lady 

Wednesday, 24 November 2010

Statutory Tea Breaks

Very important to keep morale up in the work place.

Currently requiring regular mugs of the above.
Accompanied by something fortifying such as those below.

Sunday, 21 November 2010


The acrid smell on my fingers and in my clothes is due to having burnt the popcorn in the microwave. It clearly takes some skill to really overcook food like this.

I misread the instructions and totally radiated the food into another dimension and the puffing packet was practically in flames before I doused it in water. What a depressing sight that was - a sad, soggy bag of charred snack slumped in the sink.

I'd hoped some of the contents might have been salvageable but the angry updraught of smoke blowing out from the middle of the packet stung the back of my nose and throat and coated my mouth with the taste of something like earwax. It was a goner.

A text book on the principles of non-ionising microwave radiation has been added to my Christmas wish list.

Thursday, 18 November 2010


Seems a bit cheeky this - but Spring has snuck into November. 

Narcissi are the more petite and prettily scented relatives of the noisy daffs who trumpet the end of Winter sometime after February. Although I'm always pleased to see daffodils, I like them a little less than their dainty cousins.

Some know the Narcissi as 'Jonquil' - a beautiful word that describes a particular shade of yellow.  

And for those who like the idea but perhaps not the colour, there is a type called 'Paper Whites' which are as delicate and pale as their name suggests.

Tuesday, 16 November 2010


I've a half memory of asking my grandma about these. She may have answered. I've forgotten. 

Tuesday, 9 November 2010


Despite the fact that I enjoy baking and seem to do quite a lot of it, I don't actually have much of a sweet tooth. I'm much more inclined to munch on Twiglets than cake, even for a special occasion.

However, yesterday would have been my mother's birthday and, rather than brush past the anniversary, I felt it would be right to prepare something celebratory and a little indulgent.

So I made chocolate brownies. It's probably the sort of thing she might have done - accompanied, perhaps, with a glass of something sparkling and good company.

Monday, 8 November 2010

in time of daffodils

in time of daffodils (who know
the goal of living is to grow)
forgetting why, remember how

in time of lilacs who proclaim
the aim of waking is to dream,
remember so (forgetting seem)

in time of roses (who amaze
our now and here with paradise)
forgetting if, remember yes

in time of all sweet things beyond
whatever mind may comprehend,
remember seek (forgetting find)

and in a mystery to be
(when time from time shall set us free)
forgetting me, remember me

e e cummings

Tuesday, 2 November 2010

The Foodler & The Doodler

Whilst looking for some images in the iPhoto album, I came across these. So from the boy who brought you 'Bowling Smash', here are:

'Fruit Cloud'


'Felt Pen on Kitchen Paper'

Now I'm a doodler and a scribbler - circles mostly. Sometimes boxes or swirls. The kitchen paper thing? Not that easy.