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It was Easter recently and along with Easter comes all of the tradition and ritual that you would expect from a displaced Greek family.  We have always celebrated Easter in a major way, and as children attended Church more often than the priests around this time of year.  I have stopped the church attendance part but everything else is present and accounted for.

So a traditional Easter will include the following: Read the rest of this entry »

So it’s the same every year, we start to talk about Christmas and all of the things that need to be done in advance.  We were going to be 19 for Christmas lunch this year, and as a result, I had to rearrange the house. Furniture had to be taken apart and then put back together again.  Chairs had to be procured.  Crockery and cutlery had to be sourced, and some items of furniture had to be relocated.  Everything that had to be relocated ended up in my room, which made moving around in the dark an exciting and sometimes painful experience.  Read the rest of this entry »

Presents, gifts call them what you like, they are a highlight in life.  There is no such thing as a dud gift.  Actually that’s a lie.  There is such a thing, but there is no polite or correct way of saying so. Every so often you receive a gift that is so lame, so inappropriate, that it feels like you can’t express your feelings on the matter. And, if I’m honest, you probably shouldn’t.  Smile and say thank you is the motto of the day when you are opening presents.   Read the rest of this entry »

Saturday was my birthday, I turned 44.  I like to make a big deal about my birthday, I always try to make it a fun occasion, and in my family we do birthdays big, so there are always plenty of people around to make the day special.  Read the rest of this entry »

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It occurred to me when I looked in my larder this morning that the contents could be describing what I am looking for in a partner.

Then I realised that I have received a lot more satisfaction from that particular cupboard than I could ever reasonably expect from a partner.

Won’t join e-harmony just yet then.

Have a lovely weekend everyone!!

Mx

On Monday I went to an intro to baking course with a friend.  This very good friend of mine, J, had bought me the course as a birthday gift, and – even better – had elected to come with me.  I am a fan of the experience gift, especially when the person who gets it for you comes along, it then isn’t only an often new experience but a shared one, which makes it better.  I must admit though, that when I bought the same friend tickets to an Il Divo concert, I begged her to take someone else (there is only so much standing-room-only opera I can take).  Anyway, off we went to a hard-to-find studio in South Hampstead, with instructions to be there on time.  The pre-course blurb read that we were going to make bread, rolls, soda bread and focaccia and I must admit – even without knowing anything about baking, I thought that was a big ask for a three hour class.  Read the rest of this entry »

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