I’m glad you liked them. They do stir up a lot of emotions. If I can recommend any other books they would be The Nella Last diaries. Nella wrote for Mass Observation and later on someone compiled them into books.
She writes about everything from what they ate, her charity work, her adult children, domestic life during the war. Simply written and detailed. For me they are up there with Helen’s books.
Wrap it in baking paper then foil. Nobody’s leftovers don’t touch your pizza then.
Happy International Sushi Day
You have been charged with 3 counts of supplying out of date pepperoni to your family. How do you plead?
Not guilty, Your Honor 😬
Go get 'em tiger 💪
That’s why I love Asian markets! What is this? I don’t know but I’ll give it a go.
Hmm. Interesting.
Do you ever look at stuff there and wonder what’s wrong with it and why is it there?
The dog’s too unruly for social trips.
This might be a great 50th birthday present for the man and if we do go, we’ll pop into yours for a cuppa. 😂
I’ll have to improvise on some stuff.
There was certainly much excitement in the air!
Yeah, that’s the one.
If thanks isn’t the first word that comes out of your mouth when given something, then there’s something wrong with you.
Yeah, I’d be pissed off.
Yesterday YL needed permission to go on an excursion. Yeah yeah sure. Then she says “oh dad. You’ll love this. We’re going to see &$#@%?”. I had no idea what she even said but he got really excited (he doesn’t get excited about much) and then there was a lot of nerd talk and I felt left out.
So this morning I went back to the permission slip and it said “Particle accelerator”. I googled and I still have no fucking clue as to what that is but I learnt that we have the only one in Australia here in Melbourne.
I guess that’s a fun fact for those who know what that is.
I can do pagan. There may be a bonfire this weekend with potatoes.
I can feast! I got this.
How does one celebrate a winter solstice?
Tag team!!!
Wash it down with a glass of wine.
It’s sad that she had to fight for the most tiniest little things that we take for granted. Books were definitely her lifeline. Don’t worry, I cried for every step forward and knock backs she took.