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Rat - Update.

Mr (or Mrs) Rat overstepped the boundaries on Thursday night. He (or she) found a way into the under-sink cupboard via the hole that brings the water pipes into the house. We think it might have been first incursion as there is no evidence of having used the place as a toilet and there is not scent of rodent under the cupboards. My third trip into town on Saturday was to buy some instant contact wood glue and some expanding foam. Having pulled out the boards under the cupboards I discovered that the floor doesn't quite meet the walls over a distance of a couple of feet, and in addition to the gap around the water pipes, some idiot installed the main stopcock for water into the house right IN the floor level. It has a huge U shaped piece cut out of the floor so that you can turn the lever. They might as well have put a sign on it " Rodent entry this way➡ ". I have to build a box to go around it, as well as squirting expanding foam into the gaps either side of it. Hav

Philosophy (Earth Day)

Question: "If a tree falls in a forest and no one is around to hear it, does it make a sound?" Wild Garlic Dreaded Spanish Bluebells: I have been fighting a 15 year war on these - to little avail Sweet Cicely Answer: The idea is that it doesn’t make a sound, because “sound” requires a “listener” to hear it, otherwise it’s just air pressure waves. So it’s the idea that unless there is a conscious being to perceive it, it does not make a “sound”. May flowers (or Hawthorn) Plantain - of of my favorite 'weeds'. I just love this plant and have been cultivating them in my garden. It turns out that they have a beneficial mycorrhizal root association with strawberries. (Bonus)

The Saga Continues

Sunday dawned sunny and bright. The pile of anti-rodent preparations in the kitchen glared at me so I went and sat outside to watch the bird life and drink coffee. Some patchwork trimming, four loads of laundry and a supermarket trip later No I am not procrastinating Much Mr B rang to say he had invited one of his clients to dine with us that evening. Oh crikey - all evidence of rat defence program was swept under the cupboards and kick boards pushed back into place. Sewing was cleared off the dining room table. The pile of 'this must leave the house' sitting in the entrance way was shoved unceremoniously into my office (shame it doesn't have a door!). The lounge got a lick and polish - cushions plumped, blankets arranged on chairs. Floors got swept and obvious dust on windowsills got a sort of lazy swish with my elbow as I raced past putting the loads of laundry away. Second phone call: "I've invited him to stay the night." Arggggh - the second bedroom

Graft

Mr B was working over the weekend, and the cycle ride-out I wanted to join was booked up before I even saw the invitation, so I decided to graft instead and was blessed with a couple of days of sunshine. I don't remember a mere 2 days of grafting being such hard work, and it isn't like I was actually digging for 8 hours solid each day. No - I merely cleared out the side cupboards upstairs (we have sloping ceilings and side lofts), gave away 4 dozen empty half-pound honey jars, left over from our beekeeping days, and dragged a couple of bags of other oddments off to a charity shop (or two). While in town dropping rather than shopping, I consulted a locksmith about getting a replacement key for our china cabinet. Huey (my father's mythical mover of things that disappear right under your nose), played a blinder on us when we left Greece. The china cabinet has three locking doors - ordinary bureau locks - and the key (only key) was made visible to all by an enormous bright b

Chocolate Mudcake

No 38 - Mudcake While I was as University I worked nearly full time 5 nights a week in a local restaurant. The owners were head cook and maitre d' together and ran one of the most 'hip' restaurants in town. They eschewed formal 'cheffing' qualifications and pulled together everyday dishes from a wide range of cultures and countries where they had travelled. Dishes on the black board menu hailed from around the Mediterranean, Middle East, North and West Africa, Mexico, Indonesia & Japan - and anything else that was tasty, unfussy, fresh & personal. Daily changes in the blackboard menu reflected that which was seasonally available and as much as possible was purchased from local producers. (And this was the 1980's) Sue grew a wide range of herbs, and fresh herbs featured abundantly. My own garden supplemented this on occasion. We sometimes used quiet afternoons when all 'prep' for the evening was complete, to make up jars of colourful preser

I Can Do Cute...

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Sunset Contemplation

Blogs we Read

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Menoturals; Saturday Sounds
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Yorkshire Pudding

Fatherhood
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Coming Up Close

Queue
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A Yorkshire Memoir

The Cats With A Bank Account
11 hours ago
A Scottish Adventure .

Deserted
21 hours ago
My Quiet Life in Suffolk

Pied Wagtail
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Life In New Zealand

Trains
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Magnon's Meanderings

Industrial Pud'
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Careering Through Nature

No Hirundines in Winthorpe!
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Cathy @ Still Waters

Whatever way you look at it…
1 day ago
The Diary of a Nobody

Back Again
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An English Homestead

3 Course dinner Cooked By The Children
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the aussie empty nester

ANZAC Day 2024
2 days ago
local-kiwi-alien

Doomsday?
3 days ago
Coffee on the Porch with Me

Happy Earth Day- Look who I Found!
4 days ago
EAGLETON NOTES

Communicating
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It's A Crazy World

Drivers just wanna be first........
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crafty-cats-corner

A FOX IN THE HOUSE
4 weeks ago
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MadSnapper
Eccentric Amblings and Ramblings From Gnat Bottomed Towers
Views from the bike shed
Four Paws Etc

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