I must have been all of five years old when I learned about triffids. Or so I thought. They were in the new vegetable garden of the new house we'd moved into not long before Granny came to visit. Dad, the horticulturist he was, and having grown up with an alotment, composted the garden from … Continue reading Granny’s Triffids
Having grown up in a small town and in high school, having gone to boarding school in another town, road trips were commonplace. There are, however, some trips that remain embedded in my memory. The first that I really remember would have been in 1967. It was the year after we arrived in South Africa … Continue reading Roads trips – a retrospective
This month's theme for the monthly top 3 contest on the Hive crypto-blogging blockchain was one that the team just must have known I couldn't pass up. I started thinking about my selection the instant the post appeared on 1 July. I "compete" for fun I'm getting a little ahead of myself: I always say … Continue reading Taking the Lead
At boarding school, there was really very little reason to go to the tuck shop. We used to get sandwiches at break (for my US blogpals - mid-morning recess). They were always brown bread and usually the freshest of soft fresh. My favourites were egg. I still love egg sandwiches. When I make them, I … Continue reading Tuck shop tucker
Foreword I wrote this almost exactly a year ago, and it went the way of all my posts for that period. That said, this week saw the announcement that the Royal Mail would be launching a series of stamps to mark the 50th anniversary of Queen. It seemed fitting that this is the post I … Continue reading The Mercurial Freddie
Mid 2019, blogpal @traciyork shared a selection of family photos from her childhood. It set us chatting about how photos like those reflect the essence of the period through the fashions: furniture, clothing and, of course hair. It made me contemplate the very few photographs I have of myself as a young adult in the … Continue reading Those hair(y) days…into the 90s…
https://www.fionasfavourites.net/wp-content/uploads/2020/02/20200202_114455-scaled.jpg I went cold. Not because a Cape Cobra had tried to join us for brunch. The moment The Husband and I rose from the table - in unison - he literally turned tail and headed back when he'd come. That was yesterday. This morning, going through the ritual Sunday chores, listening to the local … Continue reading Where were you when…?
There is not one board game in our house. When I met The Husband, there was an ancient game of Trivial Pursuit which arrived as part of the final merger. Somewhere, though, over the last nearly 20 years, it's gone. I think it got thrown out because it was so old... I loathe bored board … Continue reading Bored Games