Magnon's Meanderings

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

Sunday, 30 September 2018

Beautiful Venice.

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Never book a Gondola ride right after Sunday lunch!
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Saturday, 29 September 2018

Yellow peril.

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As usual we're dumping them by the barrow load. We ate one last weekend, quartered and roasted with a joint of Pork, and I ex...
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Friday, 28 September 2018

Late September Lunch.

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Like most people (I suspect), I buy things, put them away, and forget about them. I've just rediscovered this small oval pl...
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Thursday, 27 September 2018

The silly (conference) season.

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It's political party conference season in the UK. The Lib Dims started off, holding their major bash in a caravan, in some car park...
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Wednesday, 26 September 2018

Let's all attack the 'haves'.

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A certain jobless anarchist, Ian Bone, and his mates, have recently been shouting obscenities at a Conservative MP, and telling his sma...
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Tuesday, 25 September 2018

In between times.

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This season seems to me like 'limbo land'; neither one thing nor another. The mornings are cool, and the afternoons still warm...
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Monday, 24 September 2018

Jack's.

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Tesco, one of the leading UK supermarkets, has just opened the first of a new chain of discount stores called Jack's. The idea, I...
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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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