This will hurt me...

Cherries. Sorell Fruit Farm. December 2012. Theme Thursday ? Already?!? So she said, "Have you got ANTS in your pants?" "No." "Spiders on your Ryders?" "Uh uh." "Snails up your veils?" "Nope." "Gnats in your spats?" "Nein." "Fleas on your keys?" "Negative." "Bugs under your jugs?" "..." "Roaches over your broaches?" "Not at all." "Nits in your knits?" "How dare you sir!" "Grasshoppers in your jodhpurs?" "Now you're just being silly." "Crabs infesting your prefabs?" "Absolutely not." "Crickets in your chicots?" "That's a stretch." "Slugs under your rugs?" "Better." "Praying mantis in your... in your..." "Keep trying." "Acanthodrilidae... Danaus plexippus... Ischn...

Lindisfarne Primrary School fair. Snags. Jumping castles. Ice creams. Fire trucks. What on Earth could be finer?

On New Years Eve, cranky Hanky enjoyed a large tub of handmade vanilla bean ice cream. Just the trick in the middle of summer!

Rainbow ice cream? Henry gives it the thumbs up. Ezra is not quite so sure...

Team Benry made a quick trip to the market this morning (encouraged by a pregnant, grumpy and hungry Jennifer, and an equally grumpy, always hungry, not at all pregnant Henry), and managed to bag myself a big jug of authentic scrumpy. I’d seen it there before but balked at the idea of lugging around the huge flagon and looking like a severely misplaced wurzel, but today we were on our way to the car and I thought now is the time to strike! Now, I love my cider, all kinds of cider. I love the really fizzy stuff that makes you warm and stupid, and I like the fizzy stuffy that just tastes nice on a hot day. So Mercury Cider , very nice! Cascade ‘Sparkling Apple Juice’ , yummy. But do you know what, I love my scrumpy, only it’s always been a bit of a struggle to get. I know that “scrumpy" can be used in many senses and means different things to different people, but to me, ‘Scrumpy’ means real cider. By that, I mean that it has to be made more or less entirely from apples, it has to ...