Good morning Dear Readers and I trust you are all happy and healthy?
Well, here I am, the bearer of horrific news about stuff that is capable of making you veryvery sick indeed. Excitotoxins are added to food in order to make it taste better, sweeter or richer, I could go on and on but you've got it by now, haven't you?
Two major excitotoxins are MSG and Aspartate - a component of NutraSweet. Excitotoxins also come in the form of Sucralose (Splenda) cysteine, hydrolysed protein and aspartic acid. Plus and we find this very shocking, MSG is called by at least 30 different names on food labels including the word 'spices' which is accepted by the Federal Drug Association.. ugh.
Please enter the word into your favourite Search Engine - yes, there are others apart from Google! Have a good look at the information there and the medical facts about what these drugs do to your body AND your brain. Scary stuff.
Let's move onto the second subject of this post.. Travelling for 'Free' on the NYC subway.
When she was sorting out the right hand section of the huge cupboard, you know she found several items of treasure: laquerware, cartoon, stained glass African Grey parrot. But that wasn't all. For she came across a box full of samples and some stock from the days when she did 'Trunk Shows'.
She had several friends who were agents for small pretty things, amongst many: Porcelain de Paris, Imperial Clocks and Silverware and a very special friend, introduced to her by Bill, called Mrs. Chang, who was a dealer in precious, semi-precious stones and pearls. Both cultured and real.
She had samples of lots of things including unstrung strings of pearls and there they were! The items practically 'blinked' at the daylight when she opened the box, for the last trunk show she did was in Texas in 1997!
"Wow GeeGee.. look, I had completely forgotten about these.. what lovely things to give away". She went on-line and squealed with delight at how much the items are now selling for! One item, which had been one of her best sellers, was now selling for £65.00!
Into another cardboard bank box, no, I have no idea why they're called this but they are. And found all manner of thrilling things.. like Constances' little bronze cat that had always been on her dressing table, a pair of antique silver and ivory salad servers that she'd bought in Spain over forty years ago that need repair work.
Bill gave her lovely things as you know and there were presents that he gave her one year.. 1977.. for Easter, birthday and Christmas. The Easter present was a square leather Cartier coin purse.. more on this in a minute.. for her birthday it was a Cartier Travel Wallet (containing probably her last return ticket to San Francisco via Chicago) and for Christmas, he gave her a Cartier Address book. The actual book comes as a separate section for which you can buy refills.
She sat on the edge of her bed and looked at the names and addresses.. whoosh.. talk about going down old memory lanes!
The coin purse had things in it, she pulled out a little plastic bag full of foreign paper currency! Wow.. Swiss Francs.. Caribbean Dollars.. Polish ?.. (I wonder if they're still worth something?) Spanish Pesetas.. then she looked at the coins.
But they weren't 'coins', they were NYC subway tokens! Lots and lots of them.. so you see, she's got to get over there, where she hasn't been for nine years, so she can ride the subway for 'free'! Treasure, Dear Readers, comes in many different disguises..
This morning she.. aka The Witch.. dosed me orally with 15ml of this new homeopathic anti-plucking stuff and sprayed (read soaked) me with it as well but at least she gave me a decent sized piece of poached wild salmon in the form of an apology together with my softish boiled egg.
So I cannot grumble too much.. it seems to have taken away my compulsion to pluck.. long may it continue for I don't like being bald and as it's too cold for me to go gardening with no clothes on! I wouldn't be able to hang in my cage on the Jenners' fence, that's for sure!
It is a cold dull day here in deepest Knightsbridge. We think Michele (lives in Pewsey with Peter, Ginger and Panda) had a look at the long-range weather forecast and has done a 'William', what's a William? It's escaping to Kenya for a bit of sunshine.. bring some back Michca.. bring lots of rays back so we can sit in the sunshine on your birthday!
She's off to the library first where she'll check all the books back in, then go to Bartek for sauerkraut and IshPol and she'll pick up new books from the library on her way home.
I'm staying in the bedroom, where there's a saucer full of tasty yumyum and a pole on which I'll doze. PipPip Dear Readers.. please don't forget to go and check out these dreadful Excitotoxins.
GeeGee Parrot.
April 16th, 2016.
Well, here I am, the bearer of horrific news about stuff that is capable of making you veryvery sick indeed. Excitotoxins are added to food in order to make it taste better, sweeter or richer, I could go on and on but you've got it by now, haven't you?
Two major excitotoxins are MSG and Aspartate - a component of NutraSweet. Excitotoxins also come in the form of Sucralose (Splenda) cysteine, hydrolysed protein and aspartic acid. Plus and we find this very shocking, MSG is called by at least 30 different names on food labels including the word 'spices' which is accepted by the Federal Drug Association.. ugh.
Please enter the word into your favourite Search Engine - yes, there are others apart from Google! Have a good look at the information there and the medical facts about what these drugs do to your body AND your brain. Scary stuff.
Let's move onto the second subject of this post.. Travelling for 'Free' on the NYC subway.
When she was sorting out the right hand section of the huge cupboard, you know she found several items of treasure: laquerware, cartoon, stained glass African Grey parrot. But that wasn't all. For she came across a box full of samples and some stock from the days when she did 'Trunk Shows'.
She had several friends who were agents for small pretty things, amongst many: Porcelain de Paris, Imperial Clocks and Silverware and a very special friend, introduced to her by Bill, called Mrs. Chang, who was a dealer in precious, semi-precious stones and pearls. Both cultured and real.
She had samples of lots of things including unstrung strings of pearls and there they were! The items practically 'blinked' at the daylight when she opened the box, for the last trunk show she did was in Texas in 1997!
"Wow GeeGee.. look, I had completely forgotten about these.. what lovely things to give away". She went on-line and squealed with delight at how much the items are now selling for! One item, which had been one of her best sellers, was now selling for £65.00!
Into another cardboard bank box, no, I have no idea why they're called this but they are. And found all manner of thrilling things.. like Constances' little bronze cat that had always been on her dressing table, a pair of antique silver and ivory salad servers that she'd bought in Spain over forty years ago that need repair work.
Bill gave her lovely things as you know and there were presents that he gave her one year.. 1977.. for Easter, birthday and Christmas. The Easter present was a square leather Cartier coin purse.. more on this in a minute.. for her birthday it was a Cartier Travel Wallet (containing probably her last return ticket to San Francisco via Chicago) and for Christmas, he gave her a Cartier Address book. The actual book comes as a separate section for which you can buy refills.
She sat on the edge of her bed and looked at the names and addresses.. whoosh.. talk about going down old memory lanes!
The coin purse had things in it, she pulled out a little plastic bag full of foreign paper currency! Wow.. Swiss Francs.. Caribbean Dollars.. Polish ?.. (I wonder if they're still worth something?) Spanish Pesetas.. then she looked at the coins.
But they weren't 'coins', they were NYC subway tokens! Lots and lots of them.. so you see, she's got to get over there, where she hasn't been for nine years, so she can ride the subway for 'free'! Treasure, Dear Readers, comes in many different disguises..
This morning she.. aka The Witch.. dosed me orally with 15ml of this new homeopathic anti-plucking stuff and sprayed (read soaked) me with it as well but at least she gave me a decent sized piece of poached wild salmon in the form of an apology together with my softish boiled egg.
So I cannot grumble too much.. it seems to have taken away my compulsion to pluck.. long may it continue for I don't like being bald and as it's too cold for me to go gardening with no clothes on! I wouldn't be able to hang in my cage on the Jenners' fence, that's for sure!
It is a cold dull day here in deepest Knightsbridge. We think Michele (lives in Pewsey with Peter, Ginger and Panda) had a look at the long-range weather forecast and has done a 'William', what's a William? It's escaping to Kenya for a bit of sunshine.. bring some back Michca.. bring lots of rays back so we can sit in the sunshine on your birthday!
She's off to the library first where she'll check all the books back in, then go to Bartek for sauerkraut and IshPol and she'll pick up new books from the library on her way home.
I'm staying in the bedroom, where there's a saucer full of tasty yumyum and a pole on which I'll doze. PipPip Dear Readers.. please don't forget to go and check out these dreadful Excitotoxins.
GeeGee Parrot.
April 16th, 2016.
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