BE FOREWARNED!

 

The Youth Section of the UK's own wonderful antisemitic and hard-left 'Green Party' have instructed Britain's youths to imitate their European cousins, by gathering on 20th November for an 'INTERNATIONAL YOUTH DAY of ACTION' (rioting). 

From what I gather (I have two grandsons at University), our students have no gripes with the government over education, or the state of our schools or colleges, so why they would wish to riot, burn, and loot in imitation of the French and Belgians; I have no idea! But this is what the leaders of the 'Young Greens' are advocating. 

They want to encourage violence on the streets, setting cars on fire, smashing shop windows, and looting across our cities. They probably have nothing better to do!

So, shops selling trainers, vapes, alcohol, balaclavas, and grey tracksuits, had better make sure they are well defended. I suggest hiring a few 'heavies', with Cricket bats, to stand inside your shops, and wait.

Sadly gullible Sheep will always do what they're told, so do expect trouble on Friday 20th November.

The left has always had a reputation for group violence. It is a sign of having lost the argument, with nowhere else to go. If in doubt, chuck a brick at the cops, and smash a few windows.

Boris famously bought some Water Cannons, in 2014, to quell rioting, but was forced to sell them on 'Elf-n-Safety' grounds. We now need those Water Cannons more than ever. 

If these young people are going to cause trouble simply because some extreme left-wingers have told them to do so on TikTok, then they need to face serious consequences, as well as a good soaking!

The 'Corinne' method.

About a month ago, I wrote about some silly Microwave device for poaching Eggs that I'd unwisely purchased. On its first use, the wretched thing exploded and I was left with a spectacular Eggy clear-up job. It (I actually bought two of them) went directly to the dustbin.

As a result, I received several alternative suggestions of how best to poach my Eggs, one of which came from Corinne.

Corinne suggested that I fill a small frying pan with water, bring to the boil, add a drop of vinegar, then drop-in the Egg. In other words 'Fry the Egg in Water'.

In fact I placed a 'Crumpet Ring' into the boiling water, then dropped the Egg into that. It kept the Egg 'tidy'. I didn't time the process, but I think it took about 3 minutes.

The Egg came out perfectly, and was served on well buttered 'Luxury Toast' (no crusts).

This will certainly be my method of choice from now on. So, thank you Corinne, your suggestion worked PERFECTLY. I recommend it to everyone. I also recommend the Crumpet Ring.

 

Chataignes, Castana, Chestnuts.

Our village in France grows A LOT of Chestnuts; grafted plantations are everywhere. I did own a small plantation of ancient grafted trees myself, which produced a ton, or more, annually.

Usually at this time of year we filled our pockets with a dozen or so nuts to enjoy by the fire. They were plump, tender and delicious. Not being there to enjoy a few is 'heartbreaking'.

So, not wishing to deprive myself I bought a small bag of nuts from Sainsbury's. They were quite small, quite hard, and unfortunately come from SPAIN. There was no indication as to the variety. They cost me £3 for 400gms

I always boil my Chestnuts. I pierce them with a small cross on the pointed end, and boil for about 15-20 minutes. Usually by this time the exterior peel is loose, and the nut slightly translucent and easy to remove. However, these Spanish nuts are quite different. The exterior peel is very tough to pierce, and after the usual cooking time they remained quite hard, and were a devil to peel.

Even so, I did enjoy my few last night. We never eat that many; most years no more than a dozen. But they are a seasonal pointer, and I do enjoy them. Autumn wouldn't be Autumn without a few Chestnuts. 

N.B. When peeled I add just a tiny pinch of salt; they need nothing more.

 

A 60 year (or more) old mystery.

When I was about 20 years old, I began to notice a strange re-occurring phenomenon on my right hand.

Maybe just once a year a small black spot appears on my finger. It stayed for a week or so, then disappeared.

This has happened regularly ever since, and has just occurred again about two days ago. 

I always show it to Lady Magnon in amazement. It isn't caused by any type of 'knock' or injury; it simply appears, as if by magic.

This miraculous 'stigmata' is obviously a tiny blob of blood beneath the surface of my skin, but where it comes from, or even why it should appear, is a total mystery.

I knew you'd be interested.

 

And so it continues...

What started as a quasi-complaint about the state of French schools has gained momentum, and is now almost a full blown 'French Revolution'. Over last weekend, HALF A MILLION people took to the streets.

The brainwashed lefty children of France are still rioting. In fact I think there's nothing they love more in France than lobbing a few Pavées at the Gendarmes. Gratuitous violence, car-burning, and looting, are almost the National Sport. The junior-left, and Islam, have now joined forces, and the flames are being well fanned!

Of course it's not only children who are 'demonstrating'. The fragrant extreme left-wing Mayor of St Denis in Paris, M Bally Bagayoko (center in photo), is joining in too. He is encouraging his acolytes to 'man the barricades', and force the government to give-in to whatever his/their crazy demands are!

Looking at film footage, one can immediately see that the rioters, arsonists, and looters, are not all schoolchildren; most seem to be adolescent N African immigrants, who are joining-in for a bit of anarchistic fun. This (below) is just one example of their handiwork; the beautiful old historic Town Hall in Limoges has been burned to the ground. Imagine that; these people who came to France for a better life have now totally destroyed an important national building. Well done guys!!!

Elsewhere they are attacking 'designer stores', and (predictably) anywhere that sells Trainers, Cigs, or Alcohol.

Perhaps if M Bagayoko, who is of Malian Muslim origin, had spent more of St Denis's money on his local schools he might not have had to humiliate himself. St Denis is one of Paris's largest suburbs, and Health and Education should be amongst his priorities; not encouraging riots.

It always worries me when I see politicians working AGAINST the welfare of their own community, and their country. Bagayoko is showing a very bad example to the children he is supposedly supporting.

Dimwitted hooligans are well known for following whatever trend is on TikTok or wherever else, so it comes as no surprise that children in Belgium and Italy have taken to the streets in a copycat version of France. They are rioting, burning, and lobbing missiles at the Cops just like their French cousins. One has to wonder how many other countries will follow suit. If TikTok tells them to do so; THEY WILL.

I have mentioned previously that my life-long love affair with France is slowly coming to an end. I think you can imagine why! 

What connection (if any) there is between left-wing pupils complaining about their education, and hundreds of thousands of immigrants looting and destroying, is still a mystery. It's a strange alliance, but, predictably, one that I think we all understand!

 

Egg Cups

I had a 'Big Birthday' last summer, and this (below) was one of my prezzies.

My good friend S gave me this totally charming Egg Cup and cover. She knows how much I love such things, and she managed to find this perfect gift for me.

It is basically a silver egg cup with a glass domed cover. It looks as if it ought to be antique, but apparently it isn't. It is an extravagant piece of breakfast kit, of a type that one might expect to find at Boodles or The Savoy. The cover is designed to keep one's boiled egg warm whilst Geeves irons your shirt.

Such objects make the simplest of gastronomic activities, such as eating a boiled egg, into an even greater pleasure.  

A few years ago S and I were mooching around a Boot Sale in some French village together, when I picked-up this Egg Cup (below) and admired it.

On returning home she presented it to me. She had bought it behind my back as a surprise. 

It is a really charming little Egg Cup, and is the one I always use in France.

Unfortunately I now longer scour the Boot Sales of either England or France, but in the days when I did, beautiful old Egg Cups were always in mind; as were antique glass Eye-Wash Cups (but that's for another day).

ATT.

 

Just in case you are unaware of this wonderful, stand-by, store-cupboard, Pasta dish, let me tell you all about it.

It is known here as ATT, which stands for 'Anne's Tuna Thingy', and it's a regular favourite in the Magnon home.

ATT has two great redeeming features. Firstly it is delicious, and secondly it is made from ingredients that most people usually have in their larders. 

I am very particular about my Spaghetti. It has to be 'classic' Panzani, and has to be specially imported from France.

After that it's all very simple. For two people you will need half an Onion, a small tin of Tuna in Olive Oil, some Single Cream, a few Capers, a splash of White Wine, and some S & P. Decorative chopped Parsley is optional; freshly grated Parmesan isn't!

Chop the Onion reasonably finely, and fry in the Olive Oil from the can. Add the Tuna, the Cream, the White Wine, S & P to taste, and maybe a very few dried Chilli flakes. When the Spaghetti is cooked combine the two, mix gently, and serve with the freshly grated Parmesan.

In recent times we've been having this once a week, and we never tire of it. If the idea of a creamy Tuna sauce with your Pasta appeals to you; TRY THIS. I am 99% sure that you'll love it.