Love my neighbour….

I’ve just come back from my neighbour’s house. It is 2142hrs and I’m feeling happy. Now that is probably down to the three large glasses of Pino Grigio, The Good Fairy’s home made pizza with garlic bread and the scintillating conversation. I had to walk home( two metres at the most) but even this has not dampened my mood so I just want to sing her praises.

‘Mavis the Fairy’ as her brother calls her, loves to cook ….. and I, with Sam, get to enjoy the fruits of her labours…. oven fresh! Apart from my dinners this week, I have enjoyed a fruit loaf, a date and walnut loaf and an apricot tea loaf…… (now you can understand why I’m so well ‘bred’) and no, I don’t eat a whole loaf at once although one of them had to be forcibly removed from under the bread knife as I attempted to cut off a third consecutive slice.images-3.png I find that these ‘plainer’ treats (spread with butter!) are so more-ish with a good cup of tea. I cannot drink a cup of tea on its own. It has to have an accompaniment….. a tea biscuit (desperate), a fig roll(controversial), a ‘piece’n jam'(nostalgic)or a hot cross bun (‘current’)… these all ‘fill my bill’ (pelican) when The Good Fairy is having a break. However, when she is working her magic, the smells that permeate the complex are most definitely to be sniffed at…….. apple and cinnamon cake ( I wish this was scratch and sniff!) toffee buns, chocolate cupcakes, empire biscuits ……. Continue reading

Just a Few Words…

My father died in 1975. I dreamt about him last night. Hence the blog. papa's girl copy2.jpg

‘Spring is here – the grass is ris – I wonder where the boidies is – The boids are on the wing – but that’s absoid – from what I’ve hoid – the wing is on the boid!’

This is just one of the many ‘classical’ verses taught to me by my father. This one heralded this exact time of year when nature was doing the opposite of ‘the nights are fair drawin’ in’! He seemed to have a saying or verse for every occasion ….. He could be so funny and yet often so morose. He came into his own, in company, when singing and when his horses won! He was a very clever and talented man who had been denied opportunities to have his talents recognised. Things just never seemed to go his way. Fortunately music was his passion and he had a beautiful tenor voice…… and oh how he could sing!  Continue reading

Making Waves….

I love my radio….. I waken up to John Humphries in the morning (his voice that is!) and my radio usually stays on all day until “Sailing By’ at lights out. Yes, you’ve guessed – it’s Radio 4. Believe it or not, I’m still not great with listening to music – my concessions being ‘Desert Island Discs’ and the ‘Inheritance Tracks’ from ‘Saturday Live’  but I do love debates and discussions and plays. Continue reading