First of all, it helps tremendously if you like the stuff. What stuff? I hear you think.. why Garlic, of course, which is the magic vampire killing ingredient that all sensible folk ~ animals as well as humans ~ should eat on a regular basis.
I don't think that a day goes by without us eating this wonderous stuff. We both eat it in hummus, she stir fries and steams vegetables with it, it goes into that wonderfully rich mayonnaise that she mades and it is crushed, then chopped very finely and used in every piece of meat that is marinated. Fish escapes! But that is the only thing that does!
But apart from killing those naughty vampires, why do we eat so much of this heavenly clove?
Well.. there are several reasons why we eat it, apart from for the taste which we both love. For garlic lowers blood pressure and the risk of heart disease, it treats acne, hair loss, it's brilliant at fighting that nasty common cold, it strengthens your immune system, is extremely good for the health of her old, and your, bones. And it helps keep you full of vim and vigour.
It is no slouch.. it works really hard and has no bad side effects.. except for those vampires.
Now on the subject of work.. which because it is our day of rest.. aka Sunday.. she was not happy to think about, not at all. Certainly she was not kindly disposed to contemplate a pile of ironing, if fact, she's banished it from sight. It's still there but she doesn't see it as she walks past it.
She volunteered to help a friend but was not needed.. sigh.. the wretched pile seemed to start to get bigger by the minute.. the beige sky from yesterday had fulfilled its' promise of rain, so that had scuppered her working on the allotment.. she rang Cousin Bruce. he's always up for a chat.
And he told her that his brother, our Cousin Steve and his wife Francesca, have bought two puppies, a chocolate Labrador and a Weimaraner. However, they're in disgrace, aka deep-dudu, as they went by car to Italy but came back with NO boxes of Pocket Coffee.. (we think they ate them all en route back home to the Isle of Man).
She loves Weimanarers, an old dear friend had one and it was such a clown.. he did the silliest things on purpose to make you laugh and the only time he wasn't clowning about was when he took his dad out for walks.. she cannot remember this sweet dog's name.. but he dearly loved his walks and his human dad got incredibly fit from first of all walking and then running with this speedy sleek beast.
So what to do? Then like a flash of happy brilliance, she knew what she could do.. she could play in the 'mud' outside the front door! Getting the hose out, she washed down the outside steps and the two windows, moved the very large pots and washed their saucers, pruned all six of the Calamondin orange trees, brushed and tidied up the area, planted another Mint into the big Mint pot and then finally, she hard pruned and watered the Flowering Cherry tree.
Now folks, that was a great deal more fun than doing the ironing on a dull Sunday afternoon. There is no Rotary meeting tomorrow and so depending on the weather, she'll either go to the allotments (oh lordy, she sure hopes those men have kept to their word and taken the stuff away) or she will go to the Library and then come home to do housework.
Either way.. I'll be here. Contemplating my navel which has, I'm sure you'll be pleased to know, a few more arrow shafts growing, my big feathers are growing back, at this rate I might have a completely covered tumtum by the autumn, I surely hope so!
Now she has to wash and change as she's going upstairs to eat birthday cake and to bring down a sick Lemon tree, if it is really sick then it will have to go to the dump tomorrow, for she isn't having a sick tree near to our Calamondins who are in extremely 'rude' health and covered in blossom and fruit.
So I am off to doze until she comes home.. PipPip.
GeeGee Parrot.
June 14th, 2015.
I don't think that a day goes by without us eating this wonderous stuff. We both eat it in hummus, she stir fries and steams vegetables with it, it goes into that wonderfully rich mayonnaise that she mades and it is crushed, then chopped very finely and used in every piece of meat that is marinated. Fish escapes! But that is the only thing that does!
But apart from killing those naughty vampires, why do we eat so much of this heavenly clove?
Well.. there are several reasons why we eat it, apart from for the taste which we both love. For garlic lowers blood pressure and the risk of heart disease, it treats acne, hair loss, it's brilliant at fighting that nasty common cold, it strengthens your immune system, is extremely good for the health of her old, and your, bones. And it helps keep you full of vim and vigour.
It is no slouch.. it works really hard and has no bad side effects.. except for those vampires.
Now on the subject of work.. which because it is our day of rest.. aka Sunday.. she was not happy to think about, not at all. Certainly she was not kindly disposed to contemplate a pile of ironing, if fact, she's banished it from sight. It's still there but she doesn't see it as she walks past it.
She volunteered to help a friend but was not needed.. sigh.. the wretched pile seemed to start to get bigger by the minute.. the beige sky from yesterday had fulfilled its' promise of rain, so that had scuppered her working on the allotment.. she rang Cousin Bruce. he's always up for a chat.
And he told her that his brother, our Cousin Steve and his wife Francesca, have bought two puppies, a chocolate Labrador and a Weimaraner. However, they're in disgrace, aka deep-dudu, as they went by car to Italy but came back with NO boxes of Pocket Coffee.. (we think they ate them all en route back home to the Isle of Man).
She loves Weimanarers, an old dear friend had one and it was such a clown.. he did the silliest things on purpose to make you laugh and the only time he wasn't clowning about was when he took his dad out for walks.. she cannot remember this sweet dog's name.. but he dearly loved his walks and his human dad got incredibly fit from first of all walking and then running with this speedy sleek beast.
So what to do? Then like a flash of happy brilliance, she knew what she could do.. she could play in the 'mud' outside the front door! Getting the hose out, she washed down the outside steps and the two windows, moved the very large pots and washed their saucers, pruned all six of the Calamondin orange trees, brushed and tidied up the area, planted another Mint into the big Mint pot and then finally, she hard pruned and watered the Flowering Cherry tree.
Now folks, that was a great deal more fun than doing the ironing on a dull Sunday afternoon. There is no Rotary meeting tomorrow and so depending on the weather, she'll either go to the allotments (oh lordy, she sure hopes those men have kept to their word and taken the stuff away) or she will go to the Library and then come home to do housework.
Either way.. I'll be here. Contemplating my navel which has, I'm sure you'll be pleased to know, a few more arrow shafts growing, my big feathers are growing back, at this rate I might have a completely covered tumtum by the autumn, I surely hope so!
Now she has to wash and change as she's going upstairs to eat birthday cake and to bring down a sick Lemon tree, if it is really sick then it will have to go to the dump tomorrow, for she isn't having a sick tree near to our Calamondins who are in extremely 'rude' health and covered in blossom and fruit.
So I am off to doze until she comes home.. PipPip.
GeeGee Parrot.
June 14th, 2015.
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