Magnon's Meanderings

A diverse offering twixt the interesting, the unusual, and the amusing.

Tuesday, 1 July 2014

Everything you ever wanted to know about Chestnut growing; but were afraid to ask.

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Two weeks ago the Chestnut trees were in flower. If you enlarge the above, you should be able to differentiate between the 'wild...
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Monday, 30 June 2014

Couscous 2.

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                                   For my piece about COUSCOUS, please see previous posting. No, I don't understand it either!
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Couscous.

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The very first time I encountered Couscous, I knew that it was to become an important part of my life; rather like Pasta. Oddly, ...
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Sunday, 29 June 2014

Monsieur Bok Magnon; si'l vous plait!

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I've come to the inevitable conclusion that Bok is a human being inside a dog suit. Unlike many dogs he is extremely attentiv...
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Saturday, 28 June 2014

Red Currants.

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As you can probably see from my unopened 2010 jar of Red Currant Jelly, we don't go overboard for the stuff. It's knowing...
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Friday, 27 June 2014

Vile Bodies.

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                                         Mine is the Summer of 1946 Gold Star model, but very similar to the above. Everything seems to...
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Thursday, 26 June 2014

Fruit and veg; June.

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Fruit-n-vegs are rather like London Busses, they all turn up at once. Now that our Calabrese is finished, we are inundated with Cauli...
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I was born just south of London, but for the past 50 years I've lived in S W France. I am a painter by profession, and writer by desire. Lady Magnon and I live between an ancient cottage in a tiny village in perfectly tranquil French countryside, and a bijou townhouse in Brighton UK. In France we have plenty of fruit trees, all situated amongst a view that takes the breath away, in the UK we have a handkerchief sized patio. We also have a Border Collie called Billy. 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!
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