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Wednesday, 9 April 2014
Where is Lady Magnon off to?
Today Lady Magnon goes off travelling again, leaving 'you-know-who' in charge of dog maintenance, egg collection, vegetable production, and just about everything else she could fit on her three page list of instructions.
But can you guess where she's gone? Here are some tricky clues.....
1. Its indigenous people are very fond of putting 'oo's in their place, and family, names.
2. Spelling has never been taught in this country; they even named their favourite beer 'xxxx'.
3. The country itself is only inhabited on its coastline; the huge interior is nothing but red dust and bouncy animals.
Any ideas yet?
4. There are more flies here per cubic foot, than grains of sand in the Sahara desert.
5. You dare not swim in the sea for fear of being eaten by sharks, bitten by sea snakes, or stung by jellyfish..
6. All 'given names' have been banned, other than Bruce and Sheila.
Have you got it? She's gone to Wales!
No she's hasn't. She'll be back in about 6 weeks (or so).
We went with friends to the Scallop festival in Whitianga; a charming
seaside town in the Coromandal District.
Had a great time...5000 people, lots of wine...
3 years ago
The difference between an optimist and a pessimist, is that the optimist enjoys himself whilst waiting for the inevitable! I AM that optimist!
This is a daily, optimistic, 'photos and comments' blog. I make no judgements (only occasionally), just notes. If you wish to comment in any way at all, please feel free. Everything and everyone is very welcome.
I was born just south of London, but for the past 44 years I've lived in S W France. I am a painter by profession, and writer by desire. Lady Magnon and I live in an ancient cottage, in a tiny village, in perfectly tranquil countryside. We have a vegetable garden called 'Haddock's' (this may crop up from time to time), a Border Collie cross called Bok, a cat called Freddie, plenty of fruit trees, and a view that takes the breath away. I try to treat our planet with respect, and encourage others to do likewise (without preaching).
Contentment is a glass of red, a plate of charcuterie, and a slice of good country bread. Perfect!