I spent some time recently digging through some old photos of Exploits that Grandma collected over the years and that I later scanned from prints. Some were taken by her, some by her son (my uncle, Peter M. Ball). Exactly who took which is a subject that only Peter could truly verify for us. I…
Author: VickyTH
Non-Irish Soda Bread (because I have not a drop of the blarney in me)
I was inspired by Heather who was aided and abetted by Auntie Craes to make Irish Soda Bread the other day. Heather and Bob came over for dinner a while back (around St. Paddy’s Day) and brought with them a loaf of bread from Auntie Craes. Heather regularly has tea biscuits made with this same…
A puzzling thought
If you are a parent, you will, at some point find yourself faced with a heap of pieces from eight different jigsaw puzzles that your child has jumbled and crammed into eight boxes. No one box will be a complete puzzle. You will either: throw the lot out while your kid isn’t looking (tricky) give…
The wheels on the bus go…
I truly am stunned by a recent situation in which a local school bus driver was found impaired while driving (with no kids in the bus at the time). It seems obvious to me that sobriety while operating a moving vehicle (any vehicle at any time, for that matter) would be a very basic qualification…
Ow. (an impromptu discovery)
It is possible, although inadvisable and extremely uncomfortable, to expel an entire seashell-shaped piece of (cooked) pasta intact out through your nose subsequent to it passing through the wrong apertures after consumption. The Parmesan gets shed on its way through the sinuses, though, which sorta kills the desire to eat any further. Children, oddly, think…
