Roast chicken with pickled gherkin
My brother is much better today, but he is still not allowed to eat. He fantasises about roast chicken with pickled gherkin. He must be pregnant.
Contrary to what Robert Smith says, not all cats are grey. Mine definitely wasn't! He looked like a killer whale and had the size of one. He will never be forgotten. The new kids on the block are black as the night and tabby respectively. This blog contains my ramblings about them, running and life in general. I can't promise that any of it makes sense.
2 Comments:
Oh I do hope your brother recovers real quick.
Loved catching up on your trips. Ukeleles are cool! I had one as a child. I used to play 'Little Brown Jug' on it.
I notice they are having a world-wide resurgence.
Of course the best ukelele recently is the 'Somewhere Over the Rainbow' song by a singer whose name is hard to pronounce - after i google it I will let you know ....
It's Israel Kamakawiwo'ole and he combined SOTR with 'What A Wonderful World'. He has since died, sadly.
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