tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1078357011397157919.post7868753687945946558..comments2024-03-25T22:43:21.934-07:00Comments on Justine Picardie: Beware the ides of MarchJustine Picardiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16957669049699860596noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1078357011397157919.post-40588129374616530312010-03-24T08:56:46.504-07:002010-03-24T08:56:46.504-07:00Another lovely post, thank you. It's a bit ra...Another lovely post, thank you. It's a bit raw here today, but the crocus are up, and even the odd daffodil, which for Maine in March is a small miracle. <br />My husband and I are both self- employed and are doing taxes today which makes us feel a bit raw and superstitious.<br />Good luck with the dishwasher.<br />Looking forward to hearing more about Elizabeth Wilson.Knitting Out Loudhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16782755995584475858noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1078357011397157919.post-56658965886722521542010-03-24T04:19:37.120-07:002010-03-24T04:19:37.120-07:00ooh like the sound of that book treofforgivenessooh like the sound of that book treofforgivenessLilacshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15782125673448880397noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1078357011397157919.post-35400031213815832582010-03-23T15:46:49.512-07:002010-03-23T15:46:49.512-07:00Yes Spring has definitely arrived. The tortoise ha...Yes Spring has definitely arrived. The tortoise has just emerged from the garden shed after many months of hibernation! Funny how we all seem to embrace Springtime, but for a few like James Lees-Milne in his diaries (of which I adore).<br /> "I said to Brian Gasgoine that the Spring still upsets me-the detestable Spring as Constantia Fenwick called it. He said it upset him too; That it reproached him. I said, presumably because you feel, here is the old earth which has rejuvenated itself, and is ready again, whereas you etc. He said "yes that's the reason". He must be about 25 or 26<br /><br />James Lees-Milne<br />"A Mingled Measure"<br />Diary entry Tuesday 7th March 1972treeofforgivnesshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07743925429567060003noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1078357011397157919.post-77325136328934382812010-03-23T11:23:27.294-07:002010-03-23T11:23:27.294-07:00Spring is here and isn't is lovely after all t...Spring is here and isn't is lovely after all that snow and cold and there's something rather wonderful about stroking your cat's sunwarmed back. On Sunday as I took a welcome break from gardening sitting in the sun our two cats and labrador arranged themselves about me warming on the sun-warmed stone terrace. Oh spring is definitely here. I love the boldness of your fox and the superiority of your cat!Karen, Surreyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09625726401639205655noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1078357011397157919.post-56453441320905565302010-03-23T04:12:06.157-07:002010-03-23T04:12:06.157-07:00Unrelated to your blog (although I am inspired by ...Unrelated to your blog (although I am inspired by the pud), our local film club will be showing Coco Before Chanel at 8pm on 24th May, 3 days after your appearance at the Du Maurier Festival. Are you still in Cornwall then and could you introduce the film for us? The film club is in Lostwithiel, a few miles upstream from Fowey and a beautiful old town with great pubs and restaurants - ideal for an evening visit!Mat & Kathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14593350308212085766noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1078357011397157919.post-9297822976217631182010-03-22T13:01:14.717-07:002010-03-22T13:01:14.717-07:00Dressing to amuse oneself how true. Thank you for ...Dressing to amuse oneself how true. Thank you for sharing such a great quote. Amazing how many there are about clothes...Joan Hunter Dunnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14652041203134127783noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1078357011397157919.post-4132569020250148912010-03-22T09:24:46.135-07:002010-03-22T09:24:46.135-07:00Ditto ladybirds - what's going on?
The piece...Ditto ladybirds - what's going on? <br />The piece you wrote for the Times on Sat rang so true, speaking as someone whose Mother divorced twice. <br /><br />I am glad March is marching inexorably into spring. I saw catkins today, great fluffy grey and lemon yellow ones. Talking of lemon, I will give your pud a whirl myself this week. Thank you.Lilacshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15782125673448880397noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1078357011397157919.post-69743329860811862432010-03-21T22:44:03.070-07:002010-03-21T22:44:03.070-07:00Just read the Carter essay on the stories of Grace...Just read the Carter essay on the stories of Grace Paley, one of which apparently begins:"My husband gave me a broom one Christmas. That wasn't right. No one can tell me it was meant kindly." !!<br />Here in Hobart (which is the last civilised stop before Antarctica) it is turning into autumn after a long, hot summer. It's still 18 to 23 C in the day but the leaves are blowing around and the hanging baskets have done their last gasp of blooms. Our Cavalier King Charles has grown his thick feathery winter coat and today was the first day I had to put a cardigan on over my shirt - bah!jaywalkerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18057625356137450284noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1078357011397157919.post-34430574377422931042010-03-21T22:00:08.844-07:002010-03-21T22:00:08.844-07:00That lemon dessert sounds wonderful. It reminds me...That lemon dessert sounds wonderful. It reminds me a little of Jane Grigson's (somewhat more complicated) lemon honeycomb mould - it involved gelatin and cream and eggs, separated, with the yolks beaten with cream and sugar and lemon juice and the whites whipped until they formed stiff peaks. Everything was folded together gently and placed in a pan; like magic, as it chilled, it would separate into two distinct layers of creamy, lemony pudding, capped with a clear lemon gel.<br /><br />Today was alternately grey and cloudy or bright and sunny, interrupted by a great burst of soft spring rain. The flowers are blooming, and everywhere the air smells sweet, especially at that magic twilight hour.<br /><br />Now I have to go dig up my copy of "Expletives Deleted." I know I saw it the other day, but once I start actively searching it will once again melt into the rest of my library and become invisible...kairuhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11608839703020585886noreply@blogger.com