So let's have no more talk of breast cancer and all that depressive stuff. I am done with it. Cut it out...zapped it...and sent it back to the den of pestilence and despair from whence it came. Now I just have to get over this fatigue and let my skin, which is very sore, recover. Of course, everything is relative, but I believe that I got off lightly; I was fortunate that the cancer was caught early and for that I am extremely thankful.
Anyway, it is time to put all that behind us and to set off on some new adventures - we are now the proud owners of a VW van after all! (And if anyone is interested in buying a Subaru Forester, we have a very nice silver one for sale....very nice, well-maintained, relatively low mileage...anyone??). Because I am still experiencing some fatigue, I am having a slow start to my new exciting adventures. I thought I'd begin with some knitting, some reading (Anna Karenina...ought to cheer me up), playing some flute, and (to pick up the pace a bit) planting a few seeds...phew! Yes, I know...I am a thrill seeker who enjoys living on the edge. I'm sure that's become obvious by now. In fact, I might even get my sewing machine out....ooooh.
And I booked tickets to England for Bronwyn and I. We're only going for a week at the beginning of June, but one week is better than no week. I can eat lots of fish and chips in a week.
Just look at that beauty! The picture was taken (unfortunately, not by me) at Steels in Cleethorpes. The author, quite rightly, describes it as a "work of art". Just looking at it makes my mouth water. Beautiful. I hope the Pea Bung in Grimsby is still there. Grimsby and Cleethorpes have the best fish and chips in the world. No argument. I don't even have to go around the world to know that. I am really looking forward to our trip (although I wish Mark and River could come too). Unfortunately, there won't be time to visit everyone that I want to visit (we are planning a family trip for next year). The trouble with East Lincolnshire is that not many people want to go there. If they find themselves there it's usually because they got the wrong train or made a wrong turn....there's no really direct way to get there...and once you're there, it's not that easy to get anywhere else. I hope we get some good weather. Bronwyn is going to love Cleethorpes "beach". On a side note, let's hope the volcanic ash-cloud floating over the UK has blown away by then.
I split this into two separate posts...to avoid the really long post.
5 comments:
Do you remember the photo you and Trini took eating fish and chips in the pea bung, and the really tradionally way- out of paper walking along the promenade with River in the pushchair? I am so looking forward to us being able to indulge again, and sharing some quality time together, and to seeing Bronwynand chatting to heroll on June xxxx
I do remember. I'm going to dig up that photograph and post it on here. We are looking forward to it too! Bronwyn is very excited! xxxx
This photo literally made my stomach grumble.....soooo delicious! I'm sure I have the Pea Bung fish n chips photos somewhere too.....where the fish was so huge, it literally draped over the ends of the plate.
Amen to mushy peas too!!. Okay I'm officially drooling on my keyboard!
There is no science to mushy peas... add bicarb to marrowfat peas and voila!
I think the Pea bung is still in business - though I don't think its officially called the PeaBung anymore. I could be wrong, but I don't actually go down Freeman street without a reason and a weapon!
The fish and chips are still awesome though - in fact Stephie and I took the kids to Ernie Beckets for some only last week. Not healthy in the slightest - but I don't like Steels. Expensive for what they serve - when you can get it for 99p elsewhere!
And on a final note - while visiting Daz recently we were bemoning the loss of the tomato shaped ketchup dispenser with the green cap that looked like a tomato leaf AND the tippy sugar dispensers that measure out an exact tea spoon just by tipping and voodoo. A hunt ensued in Cardiff only for our efforts to be thwarted when the only shop that had a ketchup dispenser in the window display had made it physically impossible to get to.
And as for Cleethorpes... Greeaaaat Vaaaaalue fo Munnnnnnny!!!
Well, I'll leave it for your judgement...Ernie Beckets it is! I remember those dispensers...maybe at a second-hand shop? I can't wait to come over! xx
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