Well unless it’s a bottle of wine……I went shopping to get the ingredients for the Irish Cream and I got them all…still in shock as when I have a recipe it’s very rare to get everything I want under one roof or indeed get it all……. or you just drive from one end of the island to t’other in the hope somewhere will have it …….But that’s the downside of living on a tropical island…but lots of positives like lovely fresh fruit, fish and vegetables of all different varieties……So many different types of rice to..so not all bad…..so into the kitchen to mix the Irish Cream.…..Mmmmm, can’t wait to try it….. Oh and can’t get Peppa Pig….. and no snow!
Funny how one mans treasure is another mans trash..…and how history and artefacts have a way of making sure that we know of their existence, where would we be if there were no yesterdays just the present….. what a sad, flat perspective we would have of the world…This seemingly innocuous crinkly band of yellow metal is 4,000 years old…….BUT
The necklace, called a lunala, was worn by the early kings of Ireland. It is thought to date from between 2,300 and 1,800 BC.
It was first discovered in March 1945 in Coggalbeg, County Roscommon by farmer Hubert Lannon. He found it in a bog while he was cutting turf and kept it in his home.
Two years later he passed the necklace on to a local chemist Patrick Sheehan, who kept the priceless piece of history in his shops’ safe. There it remained until February 2009, when two thieves grabbed the safe during a burglary. Working with the police, curators from the National Museum’s Irish Antiquities Division found out that the jewellery along with other documents and papers from the Sheehan’s safe had been left in a dumpster in Dublin.
They literally had hours to locate the dumpster before the trash would be collected. The detectives who waded through the dumpster of trash to find the delicate jewellery, which weighs just 78 grams. Must have thought it was like looking for a needle in a haystack ……but the luck of the Irish was on their side…Eureka!
That intrepid band of policeman found it!
In all three pieces, the necklace and two discs, which are thought to be one of the most important archaeological discoveries for many years….. Is it Luck? Fate? or a set of conjoined freaks of good luck that made it possible?
It seems some things are destined to stay around to remind us of our glorious past…what do you think people will think when our artefacts are found in 4,000 years time?
6 Days to go …am I ready…nearly..… few last-minute bits to buy…..and make…Think I will make a trial run of mince pies today might have to just mix a bit more Brandy with mincemeat although could use some fresh orange juice mmmmm…nah Brandy…haha….I have to keep it in the fridge here which make it a little harder …..note to self …buy extra fridge after Xmas…As I am doing so much cooking now…pickles etc and have to keep in fridge while fermenting etc as too hot and humid to keep in the cupboard. ( like in Uk )
This is one of my very first attempts at writing.
Penned on the recent Writers Retreat I attended…we were given either an object, a piece of music to listen to, go for a 10-minute walk, taken to a place or shown various pictures and then had 15 minutes to write. As I said before I was amazed at how many different thoughts came flowing out of the 12 of us…….We then chose to read it out or not and would get positive critique. This one I didn’t read out…….But …well ..read it and let me know…..
It shows how just scrolling through posts on FB and something like just a picture just catches you…
Willow the Wisp…by Carol Taylor.
Sitting, flicking through FB my way of keeping in touch with family and friends from afar. I clicked like, I commented. Suddenly like a blast from the past, a face appeared: my heart skipped a beat and a tear, unbidden trickled down my face. The outlines were blurred but still …. I felt that familiar stirring from within and I started to shake from the tips of my fingers to my toes.
My thoughts turned to him. The only person who had the power to make my bones turn to jelly.
I suppose the unexpected encounter…just a picture … my guard had dropped or just perhaps my need for someone. If I allowed my thoughts and myself to turn to him then I had to attempt to find some modicum of common ground in the relationship aside from raw, physical sex.
Was that possible?
He was like Willow the Wisp invading my very being, catching me unawares.
My first love and my last. “A bit dramatic” I hear myself saying.
These are so cute:
Ginger bread Houses
….So love these…… if you like these and want to give them a go. It is a basic gingerbread recipe. You can find the recipe, instructions and template on my Pinterest under Christmas Recipes. The template is for home use only which is why I haven’t copied it to my blog but thought they were so pretty I had to share.
Despite the quaint tradition of building festive gingerbread houses, gingerbread was once pretty serious business…….
Spices……. particularly ginger and cinnamon, have preservative properties, and it is thought that gingerbread was first professionally baked in Europe around the 11th century when exotic spices were brought back from the Middle East…….. Many credit one particular Armenian monk, Gregory of Nicopolis, with bringing gingerbread to France, where highly skilled gingerbread bakers were chosen to form professional gingerbread baker guilds that were highly regarded in the bakery profession.
In certain areas of Europe, only invited members of the gingerbread baker’s guild were permitted to bake and sell gingerbread commercially, with the restrictions only lifted by the Guild at Christmas and Easter – when any old cook or baker could give it a try.
Now, of course, cooks all over the world bake gingerbread at Christmas, some more ambitious than others………. The largest gingerbread house ever created was made by a group of bakers in Texas, the US – they built a 2,520-square-foot gingerbread house to raise funds for a local hospital, containing over 7,200 eggs, 3,000kg of flour, and an estimated 35.8 million calories…Wow some baking what a marathon.
This gingerbread house recipe won’t bake you a mansion but will show you how to create some dinky, pretty gingerbread houses….. So have fun and get making those houses.
Just sampled my first batch. of I….no not all of it…ha ha..and it’s pretty much the real deal……just a slight adjustment as it’s a little too sweet for me and then should be perfick…..yummy and a Merry Christmas…but still no snow……
Did you know?
You can cut soft cheese and bread with dental floss……… well I didn’t but it’s brought back memories of when I was a child and shopping with my mum for cheese …a wire was used …so same difference isn’t it? ….. wow so simple ……
Thank you for reading my blog…Wishing all my readers and their families a very Merry Christmas……..until next time