That’s it ……. I can’t face checking that we’ve packed EVERYTHING anymore, my poor head is just going round in circles! And, if we have forgotten anything, it’s hardly as if we are going to outer Mongolia, it’s only Greece ……. we have pants, shirts and shorts, swimming paraphernalia and Darrell’s, budgie smugglers etc. etc. etc. etc.. need I go on …… oh, and our Euros.We have all watched enough airport reality programmes to know that you can’t go anywhere without your passport, so as long as we have those, we will be OK …… and we must leave in plenty of time, anticipating all eventualities, to make sure that we are in the line for check-in as soon as it opens. I just want to be in airport lounge, having got through said check-in and security, sitting with a latte and perhaps a select biscuit or two, with Darrell and Nigel mooching in the Duty Free trying to find the biggest Toblerone ……
Sunday, 25 June 2017
As you might remember Darrell promised that he would make us his special “Keel Over Cocktail” when the fence down the road, that we have all been keeping an eye, on finally fell down ……..
I have to report that said fence is still standing, if somewhat precariously, being supported, in part, by the fence at the front, so we reckon it will take a hurricane before if finally collapses aux proper!
So Darrell suggested that rather than continue to wait until goodness knows when, and taking into consideration that our Greek Odyssey was now so close we could almost touch it, it would be rude not to ease ourselves into the holiday mood by having a Keel Over in practice for all the Cocktail Hours we plan to avail ourselves of …….. well, I’ll drink to that!
Don’t ask me what Darrell put in, there were bottles flying left, right and centre and an awful lot of shaking going on …… but the pièce de résistance he announced, in a very Hugh like flamboyant flurry was adding two sachets of the Ahoj Brause fizzy drink that our friends Ze Monkeys sent us from Germany, keep to one side for such an occasion.
……… let’s just say it gave Darrell’s cocktail a very definite and avant garde edgy edginess to it!
Saturday, 24 June 2017
With our Greek Odyssey to the romantic Isle of Corfu all but a few short days away, Darrell asked Nigel if he’d like to accompany him for a bit of pre-holiday limber up, sur la parc ……what is he like?Now, to be honest, Nigel’s fitness regime generally consists of watching Darrell go through his paces while he, Nigel, takes it easy lounging in the large basket swing …..
…….. or sat sitting, feet dangling, from one of the beams on the climbing frame. He says he doesn’t really like perspiring too much before any said holiday, because he will probably do enough of that once the baking Greek heat hits him the second we arrive, so it’s best he doesn’t risk any untoward and unnecessary dehydration beforehand! What is he like? Darrell did his best, although he admitted it was a bit of an effort ………
Friday, 23 June 2017
Nigel has noticed, what he thinks may be a patch of a vegetable type nature, outside one of the supermarkets on our way to Tom The Scientists and The Lovely Laura’s.
His considered hypothesis comes mainly from a sign directly above the raised patch. However, not being a great horticulturalist and only dipping into Gardeners World by accident rather than intent, Nigel doesn’t have a clue as to what sort of “crops” might be growing, only that they have red stems and firm ribs down the leaf centres. We wondered, over one of our tea time debates, if, perhaps, as a vegetable, it is more about the leaf rather than what lies beneath? All suggestions greatly received as it might lighten the burden of Nigel’s ponderings.It does say that the compost has been supplied by Severn Waste Services, but Nigel has noticed that possibly some of the supermarkets customers and passers-by have also been adding to said compost …… although what nutritional value “fag ends” might add to the growth of the mystery plants is also an enigma and one has to wonder if they have any effect on the flavour? Poor Nigel, this discovery has had his head banging with far too many conundrums and none of them solved!
Thursday, 22 June 2017
Sometimes, I think Nigel, though curious and interested in all that’s going on around him, has a little too much time on his hands for looking in the local shop windows and pondering.
I have said that it’s all a mystery to me and that I would prefer it to remain that way. I have told Darrell not to encourage him in any which way shape or form …….. and, if what he finds out for himself gives him nightmares, he only has himself to blame! Nigel isn’t very keen on needles which in this case may very well be a blessing. He always gets in a bit of a state whenever we book a holiday abroad in case he has to have any vaccinations, so I don’t think I need worry that he might be tempted to partake in a piercing session, as he’d need a needle to knock him out before he could go through with it!!!!!
Wednesday, 21 June 2017
While I am still exploring and embracing the delights of Evesham’s many coffee shops in the town centre, Nigel has offered to help my reviewing by volunteering to avail himself of the pleasures of some of the establishments that are a little way out of town and which may not have quite the atmosphere that makes me want to linger of my cake and partake in a little people watching.
So yesterday he took himself off to the M & S Food Hall Café on the small retail park near the station, after having a bit of a mooch round B M Bargains, Next and Poundstretcher.
He said that it was obviously not my sort of place, with none of the said ambiance he knows I like. He said it was a bit like a hanger, echoey and utilitarian, where all the large aluminium pipes and bare riveted joists in the world couldn’t pass off as industrial chic (a critic that I thought sounded more Darrell than Nigel). Seating was basic, with a few sofas and it was clean.
The cakes were not displayed on large glass cake stands under romantic domes and handled with tongs or a cake slice, but it would have been rude not to sample their gluten free lemon and pistachio sponge, filled with lemon curd and finished with a lemon curd buttercream and nibbed pistachios with a pot of tea for one ……..
Tuesday, 20 June 2017
Nigel is the undisputed champion Evesham window spotter of The Towers, but I think he must have missed this one in the Fruit Shop window, as I am sure I would have heard about nothing else ……..It’s a very cute scarecrow, so I had better alert him to it as soon as I get home.
It has also reminded me to look up the dates of our beloved Pattingham Scarecrow Festival this year, it will mean a return to The Homeland so I will also need to check to see if Lucy is willing to put us up for a weekend while we attend!
Monday, 19 June 2017
A little while ago our Germanic friends Ze Monkeys sent a most wondrous parcel filled with Teutonic confectionary for us to review. We decided that rather than launch straight in and sample all of it’s delights within a few days of its arrival, we would show a little restraint and dip in at measured intervals so as to prolong the pleasures that lay within for as long as possible.
Today is such an interval and we are going to review the Marzipan Pralines. Now before we do, it has to be said that we absolutely adore marzipan. It’s something that we wouldn’t partake in on a daily basis, but just now and again, so in reviewing one of our very favourite confectionarys of choice it will be hard to be unbiased, but we will try.
As something of marzipan aficionados we sort of knew what to expect when Darrell cut up the chocolates for us to explore their centres.
And on the tasting. what can I say? As we started to sample the chocolates a contented silence descended on the room, our enjoyment was both tangible and palpable, said Marzipan Pralines with Bittersweet Chocolate certainly delivered, in buckets and spades, and perhaps even the odd rake or two.
When we could finally be drawn away from our pleasures, we all agreed, these sweetmeats were all we had hoped …….. and put as simply as Darrell could express our views in equation form ……….
Sunday, 18 June 2017
I always knew there was something special in it ………..
It seems that after experiments, it was found that volunteers (no one asked us) who ate a daily spoonful of the Marmite, our savoury spread of choice, appeared to have higher levels of a vital neuron chemical associated with a healthy brain. Now I like Marmite, but I do hope they didn’t make the volunteers literally eat a spoonful of it in one go, that would even make me gag in a most undignified manner. I am assuming it was given to them either spread on toast or a Ryvita or added, perhaps like I do in gravy or spag bol.
It’s something to do with the high levels of vitamin B12 in the Marmite, but it’s all a bit complicated for the likes of me, however, I expect Mr D, our regular font of all knowledge will undoubtedly be cognisant with the machinations of neurotransmitters and gamma-amino-butyric acid. I just know it’s nom nom nom and there’s not a lot wrong with any of our brains, it’s also probably the reason why Nigel muses and ponders as much as he does ………bless him!
Saturday, 17 June 2017
Nigel always has a bit of a hope, that after a wearying day of taking care of Iris and Bertie the charity shop on the corner of the last leg home has perhaps left something of an interesting type nature in a box by its bins, which, despite them not being able to sell it, could perhaps still inspire or be of use to him, lightening the rest of his walk with a frisson of excitement.Well, yesterday he was in luck…….
…….. when he spotted and then availed himself of a “Volcano Eruption Kit”, which he justified, in its taking, of preventing it from falling into the wrong hands and possibly used for nefarious ends. He had also probably insured that Evesham’s tectonic plates remained intact and that it’s streets would not be turned into rivers of spuming lava!
Instead…. he bought it back to The Towers ……… and Darrell!!!!! On inspection, all that appeared to be missing from said kit was a bottle of red colouring (for extra visual dramatic effect), a pair of plastic gloves and one of the lenses from the safely goggles and the only extra that was not included was 50 somethings of vinegar!
After several very careful readings of the instructions and checking with me as to what exactly our insurance policy covered, Darrell and Nigel were ready to go ……..
…….. Nigel was in charge of pouring the enclosed bicarbonate of soda into to the rather disappointingly proportioned volcano and the Darrell was to add the somethings of vinegar.
At first, it appeared to be all rather anticlimactic …… with just a couple of weak bubbles coming forth from the top. So much promise, it seemed, was destined to become just a bit of a charity shop reject squib…….…. until Nigel decided to throw caution to the wind and add an extra dollop of the aforementioned bicarbonate of soda ……
………. it had a slightly more desired effect, it began to froth and flow a little more robustly …….
………. let alone The Towers, failed to move!
Friday, 16 June 2017
Darrell found two old Fortune Cookies at the back of one of our kitchen cupboards when he was having a tidy up. It was obvious that they were both broken, but it still had Nigel and him pondering as to whether opening up a crushed fortune cookie packet still counted as an omen of said sage fortune ……..
In the end, there was only one way to find out ……. ……. Darrell’s, it has to be said, was very poignant, as it is always something that his best friend and mentor Hugh is oft heard to say during their what’s on en-trend and de rigour discussions via Skype.