Tag Archive: quaffing



The Silly Season is over. I have five days to prepare for the first classes… I can do it!

I am tottering around the house having had only one coffee, I don’t really feel like doing anything.

Yesterday belonged to the wine.

LambruscoBiancaapaltagua-gran-verano-carmenere-rosadoLambrusco Bianca, a frizzante (slightly fizzy) from Italy and some Chilean Apaltagua rosado carmenere; ideal for quaffing.

Both good wines. Went well with BBQed pork and rump steak and my famous ‘what’s-in-the-fridge’ salad.

This time it was chopped gherkins, olives, capers, crystalised fruit, cheese cubes and someMaille à l’ ancienne mustard with a little olive oil to moisten.

You can make wonderful salads this way, just whatever is on hand, chop, mix and stir.

The rest of the day was uneventful, and remained so until bedtime, although I was able to get a couple more blog posts in.

Now I have to face the dishes. The sink is full, they are on the stove, the side board. In fact, I can’t turn around in the kitchen without dishes.

I’ll have a nap, they’ll be there when I wake.



‘Tis the season to be drinking… fla la la la lah!

Yes, it’s a real word!

It’s rather like yuletide, rather instead of yule logs, we have drinkies.

Yule logs can be chocolatey and edible…


or not…


However, you don’t quaff either.

So it’s December, Christmas is coming, then New Year, yes, all good reasons for the Quafftide season.

Breakfast this morning: Bacon & Eggs; lunch is not on the agenda.

The most exciting thing I have done today, change the sand in Cloro’s box, pheeeew! Then, of course, there was the dishes; hard to tell which was the more exciting really.

Not-Monday-Again---Funny-CatThe rain seems to have abated.

Yesterday’s washing is slowly drying.

So far nothing Mondayish has happened. Oh, the bossette called, she’s sick and can’t get over to get the time sheets. Okay, leave it for next Monday, I’m not quite broke yet.

I do feel a nap coming on.


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