Olga Booker

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since Aug 17, 2015
Pyrenees Mountains, South of France
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Sunday sermon.

'Dear Lord,' the minister began, with arms extended toward heaven and a rapturous look on his upturned face,
'Without you, we are but dust...'
He would have continued but at that moment a very obedient little girl who was listening intently leaned over to her mum and asked quite audibly in her shrill little four year old voice:
'Mum, what is butt dust?'
1 week ago
Well, it's a rural kind of thing and actually, not many people do it any more since their chicken is usually bought sanitised in a plastic wrapper these days.  But it was very common when I was a child, many moons ago. Give it a try, it's almost like an instant black pudding!
1 week ago
Hi James.

It's a really good cone you've made here.  Looking at the last picture, I assume that the blood is going into that bucket filled with straw and I was wondering what you do with it.

Here in France we let the blood drip into a ready made bowl of soft, finely crumbled bread (no crust) well seasoned with garlic, parsley, salt and pepper.  Mix and fry it till crispy - quite delicious when you tweak it to your own taste.
1 week ago
TAMMY (age 4) was with her mother when they met an elderly, rather wrinkled woman her Mom knew. Tammy looked at her for a while and then asked, 'Why doesn't your skin fit your face?'
1 week ago
Soooo sad.  My heart goes to you.

When my beloved dog died a few years ago, I buried her in my garden.  Her name was Fox, sometimes called Foxy or Foxinette depending on the mood.  To remember her and honour her, I planted Foxgloves (digitalis purpurea) upon her grave. It seemed a fitting reminder, besides, bees love the flowers.  I think it very suitable that you buried your dog in your forest garden.

Much love,
1 week ago
I think that, by now, everyone must have heard of the Italians singing from their balconies while being isolated, but it's the little things that matter, the gestures, the kindness that inspire.  Thank you Sonja for starting this thread, we do need heart warming stories and a bit of light in these dark days.

1 week ago
Happiness often sneaks in through a door you didn't know you left open.
John Barrymore
1 week ago
JACK (age 3) was watching his Mom breast-feeding his new baby sister.  After a while he asked: 'Mom, why have you got two? Is one for hot and one for cold milk?'
2 weeks ago