Grrrrrr.. our much beloved postman, Alan, is leaving our round.. after 19 years! She has only ever had three in the length of time she's had this home.. over 41 years. First there was David who was on this round for over twenty years and then Alan came.
Such a great guy, he knows who is who, where to leave stuff or who to leave stuff with. He is being transferred to Victoria Street.. so boring, just offices!
Apparently, according to Jim who is Alan's side kick, we are getting Big Russ from Pimlico. He's huge, tall and large and kind but it will take him many years to come up to Alan's level of competence.
Ah well.. nothing we can do.
So she went off to annoy the worms at the allotments and whom should she meet there? Why, none other than her friend who did not complete, aka finish, the job she paid him to do. He was, shall I say, slightly embarrassed and made all sorts of excuses, she wasn't having any of it and said "ok, well then you can finish it within the next two weeks which is when the allotment year starts" and there wasn't really anything he could say except "yes".
The ground is as hard as nails.. where did all that rain go? Bad year for garlic as the bulbs have been squeezed by the dry earth and not able to expand easily but onions are good.
Those pesky figs still are not ripe! There was one measly one, but not the basket load that she was expecting to bring home. Almost two weeks behind last year, fruit and the English weather! You never know what the season is going to be like.
Huge amount of apples off the trees.. she ate two windfalls and will pick the rest up on Saturday, she has to cut lavender and rosemary for anti moth use.
On Sunday, it is Malaysian Dumpling Day again at Marylebone's Farmer's Market, the last month has just flown by!
Nothing much to report, she had to stay awake last night because a friend of our upstairs neighbour was coming to stay for the night and we had the keys.. I gave up and went to bed, she set an alarm and dozed until it rang, so she was awake when they telephoned to say they had arrived at Victoria Station.
And she got up really early this morning.. at the hideous hour of half past five! Not me.. I was still in the land of Nod and not wanting to know anything about getting up so early.. half past five! She must have been ill! So consquently, she is a little frayed around the edges.
But she has made us a truly delicious supper, it was a third of a cup of Coarse Brown Bulgar Wheat, 500ml of water, 2 homemade chicken stock cubes, two cloves of garlic, seasoning, a small round courgette, a carrot, two mushrooms and for the last few minutes, she put in, and poached, a sliced up chicken breast. With big sloshes of ginger and garlic sauce, I love food like this.
It made a huge amount! So some is chilling and will be for our lunch tomorrow. She has to be here as the painters require all the windows and the front door to be left open all day.
Papers to read plus emails.. PipPip.. Dear Readers.. PipPip.
GeeGee Parrot.
August 19th, 2015.
Such a great guy, he knows who is who, where to leave stuff or who to leave stuff with. He is being transferred to Victoria Street.. so boring, just offices!
Apparently, according to Jim who is Alan's side kick, we are getting Big Russ from Pimlico. He's huge, tall and large and kind but it will take him many years to come up to Alan's level of competence.
Ah well.. nothing we can do.
So she went off to annoy the worms at the allotments and whom should she meet there? Why, none other than her friend who did not complete, aka finish, the job she paid him to do. He was, shall I say, slightly embarrassed and made all sorts of excuses, she wasn't having any of it and said "ok, well then you can finish it within the next two weeks which is when the allotment year starts" and there wasn't really anything he could say except "yes".
The ground is as hard as nails.. where did all that rain go? Bad year for garlic as the bulbs have been squeezed by the dry earth and not able to expand easily but onions are good.
Those pesky figs still are not ripe! There was one measly one, but not the basket load that she was expecting to bring home. Almost two weeks behind last year, fruit and the English weather! You never know what the season is going to be like.
Huge amount of apples off the trees.. she ate two windfalls and will pick the rest up on Saturday, she has to cut lavender and rosemary for anti moth use.
On Sunday, it is Malaysian Dumpling Day again at Marylebone's Farmer's Market, the last month has just flown by!
Nothing much to report, she had to stay awake last night because a friend of our upstairs neighbour was coming to stay for the night and we had the keys.. I gave up and went to bed, she set an alarm and dozed until it rang, so she was awake when they telephoned to say they had arrived at Victoria Station.
And she got up really early this morning.. at the hideous hour of half past five! Not me.. I was still in the land of Nod and not wanting to know anything about getting up so early.. half past five! She must have been ill! So consquently, she is a little frayed around the edges.
But she has made us a truly delicious supper, it was a third of a cup of Coarse Brown Bulgar Wheat, 500ml of water, 2 homemade chicken stock cubes, two cloves of garlic, seasoning, a small round courgette, a carrot, two mushrooms and for the last few minutes, she put in, and poached, a sliced up chicken breast. With big sloshes of ginger and garlic sauce, I love food like this.
It made a huge amount! So some is chilling and will be for our lunch tomorrow. She has to be here as the painters require all the windows and the front door to be left open all day.
Papers to read plus emails.. PipPip.. Dear Readers.. PipPip.
GeeGee Parrot.
August 19th, 2015.
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