I made some ice cream tonight, well, yesterday night, it’s 1:20 am as I write this . I got some strawberries yesterday, they came with a free pot of single cream. While hanging around Tesco I thought, ‘actually, I feel like getting some strawberries. Maybe I can make something out of them’ I’m not too keen on plain strawberries you see, I like them but I couldn’t eat a box of them and the free cream was the clincher. If I didn't use it on the strawberries I could put it in a milkshake or something. ...
Updated 06-28-2010 at 09:39 PM by Bluebiird
Sid the Vulture The Serengeti Africa HRH The Duke of Edinburgh Buck House London England 24th June 2010 Dear Phil, As my most prestigious sponsor I must thank you for all you are doing for me. I hope Liz and the Kids are doing well. Well, things have been a bit quiet round here lately. This morning I watched the sun come up, sat hopefully in a tree for 4 hours and when ...
I feel kind of tactless and rude for posting this up on my blog, but as explained in the proceeding letter - I did not plan on going and as such instead of mailing this out to the friends on LitNet that I mailed it to last year, I've decided to post it this way. Should you feel interested in aiding me, please send me a private message for details on address information. - Thank you so much guys for putting up with me! I love you lots!! -------------------------------------------- ...
As I was cycling back to the office today from my teaching venue, I remembered that my wife had mentioned something about the church being 900 years old this year. It’s only up the road from where I teach, so I decided to take a short detour and have a look. (As you can see, I still have my England flag proudly upon my bike. I think I'll keep it on until the next European ...
Originally Posted by blazeofglory Beautiful, you stirred the moment and this proves now you have the craft to write poetry most of us are not endowed with. Poetry must pop up effortlessly, a jot down; to rephrase your own terms and you had the gift the one that is rare in this world of machinery minds. You can transport your reader to the serenity of mountains that make us forget this rat race for a while and get drunk in a dreamy world that snares us or enchants into a world that is half real When you really ...
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