Granny and Lucy cook in crocs - except Granny's are cheapo version from Shepherd's Bush market. 'geckos' officially, but what the hell - Granny's orange, Lucy's pink. They are turning out spectacular food - even the French approve - but are crocked - otherwise known as exhausted. 3 more lunches to go. Granny will recount mouse sagas, etc, next time. If you can wait. (But you're going to have to...) xxx till next week.
posted by granny p @ 4:46 pm
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Author of children's books, including Charlotte Sometimes, adult novels autobiographical anthologies. Now trying her luck on the internet with 'Lifting the World.' She lives in exiled bliss - mostly - on a Canary Island,with her very own beloved, helping to tend the rock pool in their kitchen. And continuing to write; this blog, not least. Loves malt whisky, her Beloved's cooking (most of the time) books, the sound of the cello, hot baths and octopus eyes, dark chocolate and boiled eggs. Above all she loves - and misses - her grandchildren, provided she can send them home when SHE chooses...
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