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Those are some very bedraggled looking badgers looking for some fun. Thanks for the creative which on first look seems a little downbeat to me but I see something like a Kingfisher in there. @Annb and @Krystyna23040 I like oysters which used to be a poor man's food
In 19th-century Britain, native oysters had actually become a poor man's food. Charles Dickens noted the fact in the Pickwick Papers: 'It's a wery remarkable circumstance, Sir,' said Sam, 'that poverty and oysters always seem to go together. '
I have seen a recipe for a beef and oyster pie - at one time the oyster was a kind of filler because they were cheap while beef was expensive. Changed days. Maybe I just don't have very refined taste buds but I can't think of a way I would want to eat them, although when we were young we used to eat cockles quite willingly (sold in little dishes on the seafront in Herne Bay or Folkestone). But we also used to eat shrimps and prawns quite happily but I couldn't now.

Maybe my dislike of them - apart from the taste - has to do with my first sighting of oysters. It was in 1963 and I remember it still. We went to a fish restaurant near the Albert Hall and had a fish meal (what it was I can't remember) and at a table next to us was a very overweight, swarthy gentleman, hands heavily bedecked with rings. He had a dish of oysters in their shells in front of him and he was happily and noisily, slurping them down, hands and rings getting greasier by the oyster. When he finished, his chins and hands were covered in grease, which he wiped off with his napkin but when he stood up to leave we saw that his expensive looking (and expansive) grey suit also had dribbles of oil down the front. Yuk! That was enough to put me off for life, but I did try them that time in Sydney. You're welcome to them Ian. Just as well we're all different, otherwise there wouldn't be enough of anything to go round.
 
Those are some very bedraggled looking badgers looking for some fun. Thanks for the creative which on first look seems a little downbeat to me but I see something like a Kingfisher in there. @Annb and @Krystyna23040 I like oysters which used to be a poor man's food
In 19th-century Britain, native oysters had actually become a poor man's food. Charles Dickens noted the fact in the Pickwick Papers: 'It's a wery remarkable circumstance, Sir,' said Sam, 'that poverty and oysters always seem to go together. '
Thank you Ian....
 
I have seen a recipe for a beef and oyster pie - at one time the oyster was a kind of filler because they were cheap while beef was expensive. Changed days. Maybe I just don't have very refined taste buds but I can't think of a way I would want to eat them, although when we were young we used to eat cockles quite willingly (sold in little dishes on the seafront in Herne Bay or Folkestone). But we also used to eat shrimps and prawns quite happily but I couldn't now.

Maybe my dislike of them - apart from the taste - has to do with my first sighting of oysters. It was in 1963 and I remember it still. We went to a fish restaurant near the Albert Hall and had a fish meal (what it was I can't remember) and at a table next to us was a very overweight, swarthy gentleman, hands heavily bedecked with rings. He had a dish of oysters in their shells in front of him and he was happily and noisily, slurping them down, hands and rings getting greasier by the oyster. When he finished, his chins and hands were covered in grease, which he wiped off with his napkin but when he stood up to leave we saw that his expensive looking (and expansive) grey suit also had dribbles of oil down the front. Yuk! That was enough to put me off for life, but I did try them that time in Sydney. You're welcome to them Ian. Just as well we're all different, otherwise there wouldn't be enough of anything to go round.
I can see why that initial encounter with someone eating oysters would taint them by association. Was this him? :D
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It may be somewhat warmer today.
Helen's up since Friday and staying at a farm converted barn up the road with hubby, from Friday to Friday so we are having a lunch out today.
She dropped in yesterday afternoon and insisted taking us to a COVID walk in centre on Thursday to do our jabs.

She already taking me to Newcastle Tuesday, for perhaps my last pacemaker check at the Freeman. I would sooner go to the Freeman but it's too far now for me to drive. I just hope the Cumberland does timely checks, but it's not what I hear.
She coming back via military road so we'll be having coffee at The Sill. I promise not to look at the fallen gap sycamore.;)
Derek
Oh, Once Brewed - a decent stopping off place before going down to the Twice Brewed Inn
 
Morning all from L.A. where, much to the delight of our grandchildren, there is a good crop of Autumn strawberries. The soil in the trug is a mix which I used in the raised beds back home not that which is local. @Annb and @dunelm hug for #heatingate. As for wearing extra layers, I refuse to sit indoors or sleep in salopettes and a beaver fur ushanka but each to their own. @JohnEGreen hug for early waking. @Krystyna23040 good news on the fbg and thanks for the doughnut topping compliment. I won't repeat that as I am after crafting cinnamon doughnuts and brownies as two distinct items. I have had crocodile a few times from the butcher/farm shop in Cambs. Like the bison they are reared on site. @lindisfel good of Helen to be so caring . She obviously has her mum's organistional skills to keep you on track :D @dunelm thanks for sharing the art. Bratwurst in bed?

Basically love thy neighbour/do as you would be done by. Attached is Wikipedia summary.
Y'all have a good day now.
Thank’s @ianpspurs - I have no idea what snacks you take to your bed but ours is restricted to cocoa.
 
I have seen a recipe for a beef and oyster pie - at one time the oyster was a kind of filler because they were cheap while beef was expensive. Changed days. Maybe I just don't have very refined taste buds but I can't think of a way I would want to eat them, although when we were young we used to eat cockles quite willingly (sold in little dishes on the seafront in Herne Bay or Folkestone). But we also used to eat shrimps and prawns quite happily but I couldn't now.

Maybe my dislike of them - apart from the taste - has to do with my first sighting of oysters. It was in 1963 and I remember it still. We went to a fish restaurant near the Albert Hall and had a fish meal (what it was I can't remember) and at a table next to us was a very overweight, swarthy gentleman, hands heavily bedecked with rings. He had a dish of oysters in their shells in front of him and he was happily and noisily, slurping them down, hands and rings getting greasier by the oyster. When he finished, his chins and hands were covered in grease, which he wiped off with his napkin but when he stood up to leave we saw that his expensive looking (and expansive) grey suit also had dribbles of oil down the front. Yuk! That was enough to put me off for life, but I did try them that time in Sydney. You're welcome to them Ian. Just as well we're all different, otherwise there wouldn't be enough of anything to go round.
I don’t like cooked oysters. My French brother in law used to do them but I prefer them raw with a squeeze of lemon or some Pineau. Mrs Miggins draws the line with moulles.
 
Fbg 6.7

Wildlife nighttime videos
#ukwildlife
Cat, then Badger, then Fox, then Badger, & then Cat again
56secs

Creative...yesterday I needed to find some notepaper to write snail mail letters. I gravitated towards light and yellow. These are some gel prints I did. I added the birds in an app for posting on here. But I did some drawing in a black brush pen for my pen friend on the notepaper itself. I have changed my perception of the stuff I was working through...

It is still dark outside.

Midnight and Merlin have not been sleeping in doors while we are having this mini heatwave. None of my cats ever do sleep indoors when the temperature rises....

Time for a nap and a a cuppa tea.

Have a good day.

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12.9 at 3 am 12.0 now after pills and a cup of tea.

Zoom exercise class this morning and weight losing class this afternoon. I feel as though I have put weight on this time, along with the high BGs. I thought that last time as well and was wrong. Hope to be wrong again this time.

Been struggling with getting evidence scanned in to reapply for my blue badge. Finally got it to work a few minutes ago so now I can get on and send in the application - the problem was getting the scanner to get a coloured image because with my current software it defaults to negative images which then have to be changed to positive ones. Then it wouldn't save them as jpegs. But it's done now. Technology! Huh!
 
Been a wet night again in Cumbria. Looks to be cool day here without sunshine again.
As far as Indian summer is concerned it may as well be in India, we shall not have one.:)

Had a good meal yesterday that covered two meals and more food than we could possibly eat and reasonably priced.
Have a good day all.
D.
 
Oldhusrt Cambs - 5 miles from "home" #1 grandson loved seeing all the animals especially the crocs. It has many more animals now. The main man, Andy, has been on TV and in the media. Just having doughnut with my coffee (cream and cinnamon) watching the cricket as well. It's a hard enough life :D
5 miles not mikes
What a great place to get exotic meats from.
I would find it a very hard life if I had to watch cricket. Although the doughnut and coffee sounds sublime.
 
Fbg 6.7

Wildlife nighttime videos
#ukwildlife
Cat, then Badger, then Fox, then Badger, & then Cat again
56secs

Creative...yesterday I needed to find some notepaper to write snail mail letters. I gravitated towards light and yellow. These are some gel prints I did. I added the birds in an app for posting on here. But I did some drawing in a black brush pen for my pen friend on the notepaper itself. I have changed my perception of the stuff I was working through...

It is still dark outside.

Midnight and Merlin have not been sleeping in doors while we are having this mini heatwave. None of my cats ever do sleep indoors when the temperature rises....

Time for a nap and a a cuppa tea.

Have a good day.

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Smashing art and to me a vivid image of the future of global warming in some parts if governments don’t get their fingers out.
 
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What a great place to get exotic meats from.
I would find it a very hard life if I had to watch cricket. Although the doughnut and coffee sounds sublime.
Reminds me of the program by the paleontologist Richard Forte on very old fossils. He would then finish off having a meal of the nearest living relative being the main object of his meal!
He did have a long waist line to suit his dietary requirements. He wrote an excellent book on the Tribolites , they were around post Cambrian for 100's of millions of years. I think it was the Horse Shoe Crab he considered their nearest living relative. Perhaps a very big wood louse would have been better but I could not imagine even Richard Forte eating an oversized Wood Louse.
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Fbg 6.7

Wildlife nighttime videos
#ukwildlife
Cat, then Badger, then Fox, then Badger, & then Cat again
56secs

Creative...yesterday I needed to find some notepaper to write snail mail letters. I gravitated towards light and yellow. These are some gel prints I did. I added the birds in an app for posting on here. But I did some drawing in a black brush pen for my pen friend on the notepaper itself. I have changed my perception of the stuff I was working through...

It is still dark outside.

Midnight and Merlin have not been sleeping in doors while we are having this mini heatwave. None of my cats ever do sleep indoors when the temperature rises....

Time for a nap and a a cuppa tea.

Have a good day.

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I love this! I have just started going to Art classes and the first lesson was painting a picture to show distance in one colour. There is a word for it but it escapes me. So for me, your art is very interesting and maybe I can learn from it. Thank you
 
Good morning everyone on another non-Indian-summer day here in the dark and dangerous north. 5.4 this am. A walk into town yesterday with The Girl In The Bubble and playing two of her favourite games; ‘watch out for the [insert name of obstacle] grandad’ and ‘spot the green car’. You have to be in an adult controlled trike thing to play the first game - it’s about swerving at the last possible second. Lamp posts, overhanging shrubbery, cars parked on pavements, BT cabinets - that sort of thing. A walk back again after a visit to the cafe and that was the morning done. Art bit, some more added, should finish it off today, for tomorrow. Hope you day is kind to you. I shall drink more koffy.


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