Recipe: Purchase precooked, frozen.Bounce around in a car boot for a day.Take for a jaunt on a car ferry.Delay cooking while those around you, folk passing by, give advice.Locate oven.Do knowing bloke talk about Celsius and Farring-Height.Think of a number, wop doughy globs nearest the element that’s working.Shut oven door.Discuss Plan B and locate aContinue reading “Pain-au-Raison”
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Waiheke Car Ferry
It is an ancient Mariner,And he stoppeth one of three.“A cheese and onion toastie Sir?”Plus flat white, was served to me. A cafe upstair . Bubbly holiday crowd. Back car on, wobble wobble. Drive forward to get off. So far they all speak English.
Scarecrow
Auckland city. I have always walked past this corner shop and cafe to my preferred cafe. But there lunchtime was over, expired, gone. So I returned to the cafe on the corner. The staff member delighted with my thank you for a fine salad. Familiar accent, Rome, a lively conversation and I departed for withContinue reading “Scarecrow”
Summer Time
When the cafe is breezy Thank de Lord But why does my cat want to snuggle up INSIDE the bed ?
And people watching
Paint splatters, french doors almost complete. Cat a-zizz.Coffee time.This afternoon a river swim but, a warning, beware of slow moving warm water, slimes and stuff.
Pause for paws
Put cat in towerCat escapesPut cat in towerCat escapes WaitCat gets in tower
Oooooh, no!
An eel. Our hottest day this summer. Happy families in the river. It’s warm. An eel swims by. He’s superb at underwater. I depart company over water. A young woman about to enter the water. Instinc . A shriek. I swim my lengths and depart while the woman is still negotiating terms with Neil theContinue reading “Oooooh, no!”
Rubbish Day
Sprightly pensioner makes a run for it
Whiskey
In the beginning there was breadBread from grain then from that grainWhiskey Kiln dried, it’s Irish you seeSo the whiskey is spelled with a ‘e’ In Scotland it’s boiled over twiceIn Ireland once more – distilled thrice In a barrel three years to gain flavorThen two drops of water to savour From grain to whiskeyContinue reading “Whiskey”
The Barometer
Put it in a clear plastic bag and put pressure on itYou see the needle turn.A barometer. An eight year old’s curiosity, another way to read the weather.Hanging on my wall I haven’t looked at for years.I read the barometer, the weather, on my watch.And I don’t unless someone is coming to stay. When youContinue reading “The Barometer”
David in Pen and Pics 