Magnon's Meanderings

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

Saturday, 30 November 2019

Mr Tiggy Winkle again.

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I last saw this chap on October 10th, I saw him again yesterday morning at 5.30 am; I presume it's the same one. It is very r...
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Friday, 29 November 2019

Singing the Praises of Beetroot.

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Beetroot is my latest passion; I can't get enough of it. I've always eaten Beetroot, but now I'm obsessed. When I rec...
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Thursday, 28 November 2019

Keeping warm.

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                             With fires now lit daily (evenings only), I'm back to my regular log sawing duties. Even at my great a...
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Wednesday, 27 November 2019

Uppity.

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                                          One hardly knows what one can and cannot say these days. The latest no-no is the word 'up...
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Tuesday, 26 November 2019

Cro's top 10 favourite 'foreign' foods.

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As an antidote to Brexit and Bluster, here's some foodie thoughts. 10, in fact. 1. Chinese sweet-n-sour BBQ spare ribs. 2. Confi...
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Monday, 25 November 2019

Hair.

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                                        Keith with Toyah. I don't have much hair these days, but what's left of it, I usual...
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Sunday, 24 November 2019

Panto Time; Oh no he didn't. OH YES HE DID!

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The village of Lower-Piddling-upon-Thames is looking for actors to participate in this year's Women's Institute Panto:... Cin...
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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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