Bird song, crocuses, daffodils, gifts, good food, great company, jonquils, rosy peony shoots, snowdrops and sunshine are some of her favourite things and they were all in abundance yesterday.
Jane, with a suspiciously full looking trolley, was already in the arcade at South Ken tube station when we arrived at 12.10 yesterday, I say we because, having been very silly and not gone with her yesterday, I thought I would venture forth today and I am mighty glad I did.
They greeted each other and went down onto the platform to catch a train to Hammersmith, a train to Richmond appeared in less than a minute and we were 'all aboard' and off on our jaunt!
The sky was a brilliant blue, nasty old and cold Mr.Wind was blowing elsewhere and it was warm, really warm! What a treat for the middle of February.
Off at Hammersmith and up the escalator to the top level of the Broadway we went to catch a 190 bus, one came along quite quickly and we got on and settled ourselves down for the journey out to the Chertsey Road.
She said to Jane to make a note of the noise when they got off the bus and walked to the allotment gate, for one of the wonderful things about the site is the near silence of man generated noise and as you walk down the steps to the plots, the noise fades away, it always makes her relax and smile.
She unlocked her front gate and invited Jane onto her plots. She came through, stopped, looked around, smiled, nodded her head and said "Yes, I get it, Debbie's right, it is an oasis, what a wonderful place".
They walked up onto the terrace, mama put me onto the table, organized shade for me on the top of my cage, checked my water bowl and went to open up the Shack whilst Jane went for a potter about.
She brought out plates, glasses, water, napkins and the box of cutlery out onto the table and found Jane unpacking all manner of exciting things!
Delicious boxes of Japanese food, a goat cheese, some fruit, three mysterious little packages and a beautiful plant, a pink Hellebore.
They sat down and she was handed the three little boxes one after the other, the first was a set of three olive wood oval bowls, the second an olive wood soft cheese knife and then she opened the third box. It was a small Swiss retractable hard cheese knife with the handle made of olive wood, the blade is very sharp indeed.
What beautiful things to receive and absolutely perfect for outdoor living OR actually anywhere, for who would not be thrilled to receive them and a pink Hellebore as well!
Their lunch was delicious and mine was too, for I had scrambled egg, grapes, almonds and some of my tasty Harrington cubes to crunch.
Mama washed up and potted up the Hellebore into a terracotta pot and sunk it into the ground with a cloche over it, for it has been grown in a green house and she certainly doesn't think this fabulous weather is going to last.
It had been a very cold night as the two bottles of olive oil in Shack were congealed.. it's a test for good oil, pure olive oil will congeal if the glass bottle gets cold whilst oil with nasty additives will not and she never buys olive oil in plastic bottles.
After collecting gloves, two hand forks and a rake, they planted lots of red onions and fat shallots and raked up leaves, then mama walked her around the plot and introduced Jane to REALLY wild rocket which is very different to that poor stuff you buy in shops, wild garlic, self seeded mizuna and Japanese spicy mustard leaves.
The mizuna, which self seeded itself last autumn on the terrace, has been almost eaten to the ground by birds, she begrudges them it not one bit for it's good for them and she was glad to see the water bowls were full of rain water, for birds have to drink just like we do and it is much better for them if they have access to clean rain water rather than having to drink from muddy puddles.
Jane went for a wander about so mama sneaked off with a big bag to pick lots of tasty greens to give to her and managed to push it down into her trolley before she returned. They put on their jackets, mama locked up Shack, organised my travel bag and we left to catch a bus home.
They talked on the bus and Jane told her that one of her grand daughters has asthma so that decided their route home, they stayed on the little bus, getting off at the North End Road and going into Al Baydar to get Black Seed oil aka Black Cumin oil.
Whilst they were waiting to be served, the customer in front of them bought a kilo of fresh dates and then, very sweetly, gave Jane and mama one each.
The look on Jane's face was a delight as she tasted it and she said "Now I know why people love them, I have never tasted anything so delicious, I will have to take some as well" and asked for a kilo split into two, one of which she gave to mama!
We went off up the street, where she has never been before, with mama pointing out various places for good food or services like her excellent tailor and dry cleaner.
Onto a 414 bus at Fulham Broadway and it was 'home again, home again jigeddy jig' with Jane getting off at the top of Onslow Square and us getting off three stops later.
We returned home to a quiet flat for where was Boy Burki whom we had left behind?
He appeared after about five minutes, he had eaten and drunk water but there was no sign that he had been sleeping on her bed, he disappeared again and she found him in the boiler room, she has always suspected that is where the mice get into our flat and he obviously the same idea too!
Emi came to collect him at 8pm and we settled down for a snack of fruit and nuts with a hot drink for her and a very early night for both of us, for we were tired, we were full of fresh air and exercise and she had had a lovely day with more than a few of her favourite things!
GeeGee Parrot.
February 16th, 2019.
Jane, with a suspiciously full looking trolley, was already in the arcade at South Ken tube station when we arrived at 12.10 yesterday, I say we because, having been very silly and not gone with her yesterday, I thought I would venture forth today and I am mighty glad I did.
They greeted each other and went down onto the platform to catch a train to Hammersmith, a train to Richmond appeared in less than a minute and we were 'all aboard' and off on our jaunt!
The sky was a brilliant blue, nasty old and cold Mr.Wind was blowing elsewhere and it was warm, really warm! What a treat for the middle of February.
Off at Hammersmith and up the escalator to the top level of the Broadway we went to catch a 190 bus, one came along quite quickly and we got on and settled ourselves down for the journey out to the Chertsey Road.
She said to Jane to make a note of the noise when they got off the bus and walked to the allotment gate, for one of the wonderful things about the site is the near silence of man generated noise and as you walk down the steps to the plots, the noise fades away, it always makes her relax and smile.
She unlocked her front gate and invited Jane onto her plots. She came through, stopped, looked around, smiled, nodded her head and said "Yes, I get it, Debbie's right, it is an oasis, what a wonderful place".
They walked up onto the terrace, mama put me onto the table, organized shade for me on the top of my cage, checked my water bowl and went to open up the Shack whilst Jane went for a potter about.
She brought out plates, glasses, water, napkins and the box of cutlery out onto the table and found Jane unpacking all manner of exciting things!
Delicious boxes of Japanese food, a goat cheese, some fruit, three mysterious little packages and a beautiful plant, a pink Hellebore.
They sat down and she was handed the three little boxes one after the other, the first was a set of three olive wood oval bowls, the second an olive wood soft cheese knife and then she opened the third box. It was a small Swiss retractable hard cheese knife with the handle made of olive wood, the blade is very sharp indeed.
What beautiful things to receive and absolutely perfect for outdoor living OR actually anywhere, for who would not be thrilled to receive them and a pink Hellebore as well!
Their lunch was delicious and mine was too, for I had scrambled egg, grapes, almonds and some of my tasty Harrington cubes to crunch.
Mama washed up and potted up the Hellebore into a terracotta pot and sunk it into the ground with a cloche over it, for it has been grown in a green house and she certainly doesn't think this fabulous weather is going to last.
It had been a very cold night as the two bottles of olive oil in Shack were congealed.. it's a test for good oil, pure olive oil will congeal if the glass bottle gets cold whilst oil with nasty additives will not and she never buys olive oil in plastic bottles.
After collecting gloves, two hand forks and a rake, they planted lots of red onions and fat shallots and raked up leaves, then mama walked her around the plot and introduced Jane to REALLY wild rocket which is very different to that poor stuff you buy in shops, wild garlic, self seeded mizuna and Japanese spicy mustard leaves.
The mizuna, which self seeded itself last autumn on the terrace, has been almost eaten to the ground by birds, she begrudges them it not one bit for it's good for them and she was glad to see the water bowls were full of rain water, for birds have to drink just like we do and it is much better for them if they have access to clean rain water rather than having to drink from muddy puddles.
Jane went for a wander about so mama sneaked off with a big bag to pick lots of tasty greens to give to her and managed to push it down into her trolley before she returned. They put on their jackets, mama locked up Shack, organised my travel bag and we left to catch a bus home.
They talked on the bus and Jane told her that one of her grand daughters has asthma so that decided their route home, they stayed on the little bus, getting off at the North End Road and going into Al Baydar to get Black Seed oil aka Black Cumin oil.
Whilst they were waiting to be served, the customer in front of them bought a kilo of fresh dates and then, very sweetly, gave Jane and mama one each.
The look on Jane's face was a delight as she tasted it and she said "Now I know why people love them, I have never tasted anything so delicious, I will have to take some as well" and asked for a kilo split into two, one of which she gave to mama!
We went off up the street, where she has never been before, with mama pointing out various places for good food or services like her excellent tailor and dry cleaner.
Onto a 414 bus at Fulham Broadway and it was 'home again, home again jigeddy jig' with Jane getting off at the top of Onslow Square and us getting off three stops later.
We returned home to a quiet flat for where was Boy Burki whom we had left behind?
He appeared after about five minutes, he had eaten and drunk water but there was no sign that he had been sleeping on her bed, he disappeared again and she found him in the boiler room, she has always suspected that is where the mice get into our flat and he obviously the same idea too!
Emi came to collect him at 8pm and we settled down for a snack of fruit and nuts with a hot drink for her and a very early night for both of us, for we were tired, we were full of fresh air and exercise and she had had a lovely day with more than a few of her favourite things!
GeeGee Parrot.
February 16th, 2019.
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