Every Tuesday I intend to do a quick review of some of the posts from the last week that have made me smile, made me chuckle or, even…. just made me think.
Some of these you may have seen yourselves.
And some of them you may have missed.
I don’t think of these in any competitive sense at all.
This isn’t a top-ten listing.
They’re merely the posts that have stuck in my head.
1). I didn’t really have any choice but to mention Sue at Life in Burgundy, this week.
Her post about Steam Trains brought out the Little Boy in me (never, to be honest, far below the surface) and started me dreaming of a life in the cab of a Steam Train….
Chugging around somewhere nice….
Like Trumpton, or…
2). Now, I happen to be a big fan of Kate Zeller and am frequently to be found salivating over the many, many excellent recipes to be found on Thyme for Cooking, the Blog
And I imagine that I must be a cook’s delight in that I will eat anything!
As long as it tastes good I’ll eat it; whether it once wriggled or whether it’s still wriggling!
Thus, it came as a bit of a surprise to come across a recipe that made me think twice!
But that’s exactly what I did when I came across Kate’s recipe for Puppies and Sunflowers!
I mean, I can understand Puppies and Lentils or Braised Puppy on a bed of Mashed Parsnip but..
I’ve never thought of eating Puppy with Sunflowers before?
It took a few clouts round the ears from Mrs A Taste of Garlic before she was able to convince me that this was the rarest of things…
A post on Thyme for Cooking, the Blog that didn’t contain a recipe!
Since then, though, I haven’t been able to walk past a dog…
I couldn’t decide which one it should be?
Perhaps the… Goodness Girlie, What Will You Do Next To Get To Meet a Hunky Gendarme? Award – yes, I remember this post, hussey!
Or the Award for Having Your Car Broken Into?
But then Mrs A Taste of Garlic pointed out that Gigi had a George Benson CD in her stereo and I had to ask myself…
a). Who drives around listening to George Benson these days (apart from Really, Really Old People who’ve probably gone doolally anyway? and…
b). What self respecting car thief would try to break into a car that had a George Benson CD in the stereo?
I mean, can the imagine the conversation….
“Oh, not much, a packet of polo mints and… a Geroge Benson CD.”
Oh, the shame of it – the humiliation!
Instant ostracisation by the poor car thief’s peer group!
The car thief would be forced to hand in his Hoodie and buy (or steal) himself a Duffle Coat, wouldn’t he?
You know, I’m thinking of buying a George Benson CD and leaving the case on the dashboard of my car; just so that no self-respecting car thief even considers the merest possibility of breaking into my old jalopy!
Gigi – nice return to mad and crazy blogging (I knew it was only a matter of time!) but…
A George Benson CD? You need help, girl; you really do!
To which I can only reply…
“Yes please! There’s always enough room for a little more pig’s blood sausage!”
I was both pleased and a little bit worried to read what Ken said of the Boudin…
“Boudin is also a slang word for a person who is short and plump, or for a person’s fingers when they are short and plump. The word can also facetiously describe a part of the male anatomy that I won’t mention here.”
Now, (and there is a slight risk of me getting a bit more anatomical than might be acceptable for some of you?) Mrs A Taste of Garlic often calls me “Her Little Boudin” when we’re up to all that frisky frollicking stuff (generally around harvest time) and…
I’ve often wondered why?
5). On of my favourite blogs of all (although I suppose that I shouldn’t really admit to having favourites) is Jamie‘s lovely letter to his son (who lives with his mummy in England – thus the letters) which can be found at n’oublier pas mon petit pois!
Every post on this blog tugs at my heartstrings (or would, if I had a heart!) and constantly reminds me that the internet and all this blogging business can be used for something useful and poignant.
Even posts like… Looks like it’s going to be Pasta Sauce today!!!!
What a wonderful reason to have a blog!
What a caring father young Sébastien has!
Jamie – I’ve said it before – it’s a great blog (a special blog, really) and you really should delight us all by updating it more often!
OK – now all that stuff is out of the way, let’s get on to the really important stuff…
Of course, it’s Awards Time!
And, I have to say that, this week, there’s no Blog of the Week Award!
Normally this is awarded to the Blog post that has tickled my fancy the most during the past seven days.
Little Me – you’re a star!
Of course, on an issue of human rights/human dignity you just knew that our most dignified ranter of all, Fly in The Web at French Leave would have something to say!
And, you know what, she certainly did!
In a brilliantly written post about The New Highland Clearances – Rachman Style she showed how wrong this sorry affair is!
Finally, although I rather suspect that there will be more to this, Sarah from St. Bloggie de Riviere asked everyone to Help the Tenant Farmers and went the extra mile and wrote a letter to the relevant MSP!
Well done to all of you – let’s hope that, in some way, it has helped GentleOtter and her family.
Winners, if you’d like to place your award on your blog sidebar just email me and I’ll send you the code.
New blogs on the block….
And, still on a foodie theme, is A Trifle Rushed which is part based in Brittany (where all the best people live) which is part food blog and part Brittany blog.
The authors describes it as…
“I love cooking, and am very lucky to have two kitchens, one in London and one in Brittany! In the first I tend to cook and bake traditional old fashioned English food, in the other I battle with lobster and crab to produce seafood feasts!”
My Pleasure is Cooking is also a foodie blog (did the name give it away?)
This one is based in Vienne and…
Looks very tasty, if you ask me!
Lavender and Lovage is yet another foodie blog!
It belongs to Karen Booth and is full of great recipes!
Karen, your Rice Pudding looks gorgeous!
Living the Dream is SunnyBec‘s blog and…
Sunnybec says that she is “a late starter to quilting.”
Judging from the photos…
I’d say that she’s caught up quite well!
One quality, the finest is… “A celebration of French expressions and the finest quality, wherever it may be found.”
What a wonderful concept!
This blog should be required reading for anyone moving to France…
Or thinking of doing so!
She seemed a bit confused about the dog meat that you can find in supermarkets….
Perhaps I’m not the only person who salivates when he sees a puppy dog?
Delana – wriggly, crawly seafood next?
Then Badaude took over with a nice course of Cuisine de Meuh – A few things that really look like vomit.
All of which, I have to say….
Looked really delicious to me!
Well done, Badaude!
And I bet that anyone of slightly vegetarian tenancies was grateful for that!
Robin Ellis was trusted with the fish course of Grilled mackerel fillets with green–yes, green–tomatoes…
And what a good job he did!
You’re really getting the hang of this cooking lark!
Doesn’t that look scrumpciolicious?
Well, you know, it’s been rather a quiet week this week and so I shall start off with the exciting news that Neenuh from Francy Pants has decorated her apartment and talked all about it in… Longtime paint admirer, first-time painter.
And I think she has done a good job of it…
Although, personally, I would have chosen Magnolia..
You can’t really go wrong…
With a nice coat of magnolia!
Shannon at a little bit chaunoise woke up to a thunderstorm and, if that wasn’t exciting enough, went out for a cup of coffee!
She kindly explained every exciting moment in a post called… it’s a beautiful day in the neighbourhood.
Some of you may remember that this comes from the girl who spent her summer holidays…
For five minutes!
She’s been keeping herself busy by having friends over for a barbecue and just relaxed and visited the city some.
Am I the only one here almost wetting himself with excitement?
After many hours patiently hiding in the bushes…
Manged to spot an assortment of dudes wearing an assortment of hats!
I’ve often said that, down in the Loire Valley, they…
Really know how to have a fun time!
You know, it must be a quiet news week because Breadispain has resorted to chewing raw horse flesh to keep her spirits up!
She doesn’t say, They eat horses, don’t they? whether the horsey in question objected to her chomping on its withers but…
All I can say is… “Keep up the good work, girlie – snails next?”
Jacqui at The French Village Diaries was probably wetting herself in excitement (although she doesn’t actually say so but, well, you can imagine…) when she went to watch the Morris Dancers in Sticks, Bells and Very Silly Hats.
The things those folks down in Poitou-Charente get up to in their free time!
Aidan, at Conjugating Irregular Verbs has a dog called Clementine…
And Clementine ate a baby bird…
Well, it was, at first!
Aidan recounted all this in a post called… She’s a Celebrity — With a Secret
And, just to arouse my interest…
Aidan added a lingerie reference to Panty Eating…
As she herself says… “There’s no accounting for taste.”
A Public Service Announcement….
I have been asked to pass on some very important news for any of you living in the Le Nord (which is one of those windswept wastelands north of Paris and south of Dungerness) to take extra care on the roads or, preferably, move somewhere else.
People planning to travel through Le Nord are advised to find alternative routes or (if they have any sense) to postpone their trips indefinitely!
Although the government would not confirm rumours that Tourcoing and the city of Roubaix (especially the city of Roubaix!) have been designated no go zones, I have learned that sales of Scooters in the latter city have dropped to almost zero!
And people living near roundabouts are being issued with sandbags and kevlar body armour!
A scooter riding local who wished to remain anonymous unless he be targeted for attack said to me…
“Ze last time that ze roads were so dangerous…”
“Eet was when ‘itler and ‘is Panzers came through in ’39!”
“And even then, we were not so scared!”
And, whilst I’d like to say that none of this has anything at all to do with Amber at Travelling Amber…
I do suspect that, having read Scooters and Roundabouts there may well be some tenuous link?
A bit of a coincidence?
You see, last week Amber was out in her car she had a little altercation with some poor unsuspecting scooter rider who probably didn’t want all of those fingers anyway (just think; he can wear mittens now, rather than gloves – or, is that, he’ll have to wear mittens now, rather than gloves?) and….
We shouldn’t be surprised!
No, the more observant of us (those that choose to love at least 300 miles away from Amber, that is!) will remember Amber’s glorious rant about French Drivers… By all means, don’t let me get in your way.
And who could forget that this isn’t the first time for Amber?
Not any of us who regularly check Police Radio bands for Amber Alerts!
We all remember Amber’s That’s Why They Call It An Accident!
In which Amber writes off a Smart Car so that she can get a trip to hospital accompanied by a bunch of Firemen!
Amber even seems to have to local cops scared; as we can surmise from her post… No License? No Registration? No Problem.
And who can blame them?
The Awards Committee did ask me to explain why you are being awarded this week’s…
Award for Being a Non-Accident Free Zone
I hope you’ll store it with your many other awards and…
Sell the car and buy a bicycle!
And, just to try and pacify those of you who may never take to the road again, I’d like to tell you a little joke…
Years ago, when I lived in London, I was down my local pub one night and my mate Paddy was telling all the regulars how his brother Declan tried to build himself a special car.
“Firstly,” he said. “Declan took wheels from a Jaguar, a radiator from a Rolls Royce, an engine from a Porche…………”
“Blimey,” I interrupted him. “That’s skillful stuff. What did Declan end up with?”
Paddy looked at me and calmly answered… “Three years inside.”
Now for the rest of the awards….
One of the most interesting people on the internet is a mad Australian called Lincoln Siliakus who is passionate about wine and rides round the countryside on a Velosolex (and that’s a job we’d love to have, isn’t it? Andy and Steve… and me!)
Award for being the Maddest Australian of the Week!
Kirsty – I’m sorry if you thought you’d get that award this week but…
You’ll be the first to admit that you’ve been amazingly normal recently?
Perhaps it’s time to go and play with that mad lot from Montpellier and see if any of the madness rubs off?
I was saving a spare copy of this award for Poulette but she’s buggered off back to Australia and it’s London to a brick that she won’t be coming back for it so…
Bit of a Boil-over for you?
You have to do something to be worthy of such a prestigious award first!
Her plans to use some toilet roll inners, some plastercine and some wire to turn herself in to a family safe sort of suicide bomber, rob a bank, take a hostage, get cause and…
Get sent to a state paid retirement home as a reward!
Either that or jumping off a cruise ship!
And I really am resisting very hard, the temptation to say…
“They’re a funny lot; that lot down in Montpellier!”
The If Ever There Was A Blog That Should Be Turned Into A Film (maybe a Carry On film?) Then It’s This One Award! goes to Mary Hague who probably is wise enough not to admit to having any expat daughters…
Whose wonderfully funny blog, Isn’t That The Trailer Tent? had me laughing and wincing for ages!
I think that, if my parents hadn’t been so busy losing their children 9and, occasionally, finding them again) on their jaunts to France in the seventies, they might have come up with a diary like this one!
I love the way that Amsterdam is beautifully summed up (from a 1968 visit – and her daughter Sarah was there which means she must be at least – hang on, I’ll just go and get my calculator!)…..
“Loads of long-haired individuals around and masses of mopeds etc. Fair number of tourists too.”
Not changed much then?
And whilst it’s not a real rant in the traditional sense….
It does make you want to find the first available customs office…
And knee him in the goolies!
Or punch her in the tits!
Which is probably just as therapeutic…
As a good old rant?
The Award For Explaining Why The French Are Always Late goes to Laura at The Everyday Life of a Young American Girl in France for her carefully observed… “Time is an illusion; lunchtime doubly so.”/p>
In which her ideas about the cultural peculiarities of the French float in the air…
In exactly the way that bricks don’t!
Laura – I think your perceptions about Europeans might have been slightly different if your parents had brought you to Amsterdam in 1968 for a caravan holiday?
And then left you stuck up a windmill?
I’ll let you into a secret (and not a lot of people know this)….
The Americans invented digital watches (and thought that they were quite cool) whilst, us lot in Europe…
Were quite happy with our sundials!
In which Liene explains all the complex rules that accompany a meal in France…
A fantastic effort and…
I bet the research that went into this post must have been prodigious!
Jealous, who me? You bet!
And just for the people who didn’t win an award this week….
Here are the famous Awards for not Winning an Award!
Jacqui from The French Village Diaries was a dead cert to win Poo Mistress of the Week Award this week for her sterling attempts to manage the sewage glut in her garden; as described in A poopie scoopie poo bag few days.
However, rather unfortunately for Jacqui…
Our rather strict, it has to be said, Director of Double Checking the Smallest Details noticed that there was the… “odd shout of ‘Mum the ducklings have poo’d in the lounge’ or ‘the dog’s done a poo by the lounger’ or ‘Dexters wee’d in the kitchen’.”
Which, to use his phrase, means that… “Jacqui is not doing her Poo Mistress job well enough!”
Sorry Jacqui; if it was down to me (etc. etc. etc.)…..
But, it’ll have to be…
An Award for Not Winning An Award This Week for you!
Sheepish, 50 posts in your first year of blogging and only 9 so far this year?
I’m sorry but I have no choice…
It’s an Award for Not Winning An Award This Week for you!
No, not at all!
Dolores, if only you’d cooked the blessed thing and then eaten it (and shared the recipe with us, of course), you’d have been on course for one of our major awards!
As it is…
It’ll have to be an Award for Not Winning An Award This Week for you!
a) She went to London and got drunk…
b) Then she went to Ibiza and went to a night club in the afternoon; got drunk and then….
c) Ran outside and threw up in a Portaloo.
d) And now she’s back in Paris working as an Au Pair – looking after someone’s children!
Sorry LBM but it’s an Award for Not Winning An Award This Week for you – partly for your drunken behaviour but mainly…
For supporting Man City when they slightly beat Spurs 5-1!
All the best