Posted by on Aug 30, 2021 | 23 comments

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Telling tails, haha.

So here’s the story, folks.  I did actually post some of this memoir in 2013 and just thought I’d try it out again as a starter for longer memoirs and at least it got me off the dime and I appreciate all of your observations.  You were polite not to mention the myriad typos in at least one of these meanderings, not to mention the repeat info from long ago. Merci.

There is certainly enough news around the world NOW, so that I don’t have to scrape the bottom of my past literary barrel, whatever that means, to jump start my book.  It has already jumped and started, evidently.

So here’s the latest excitement from around here. Yellow sauce tomatoes are in the freezer in freezer bags for mid-winter, and mama and papa are in love with corn soup, a recipe that my aunty Barbara sent to mama and it was love at first bite!

You will never say that about little old me, haha. I really don’t seem to be a biter, and certainly not a blighter, haha.  Hey, when it rhymes, it rhymes…

Earthshaking news, no?

I’m just not capable of writing about the terrible events in Kabul, about anti-vacs and COVID, about so many sad and terrible stories that seem to take over all newspapers and tv shows and more.

I did, however, learn that a little boy with apparently long arms saved an elderly woman who had fallen in her home but her daughter couldn’t get the door open because there was a key in the lock on the other side.

Stories like that, I can pass on to you.

And if that lightens, just a little, our often heavy hearts, I’m on the write track!

 

 

 

 

 

 

Loulou, just snuggling you cheers us up!