Yuck, gooey!

My friend Roz recently posted a Journal Prompt in her own blog that I feel today’s writings fit into very nicely indeed. I may be cheating as I wrote this post almost entirely in my head whilst away from home this week and indeed, I try to answer these prompts in my own more “countrified” …

A bit of a pickle

A Thin Slice of my History When I was growing up, Sunday tea-time was usually a salad. If I was lucky, the protein element would be a slice of corned beef from a tin, or less fortunately, a slice of Luncheon Meat (also from a tin). High Days and Holidays might yield some Ham from …