Bus chatter

Love mussels, best ones I ever had were in Bruge. They came in a great big mixing bowl.
Walking along the beach at Southend once I cut open and ate two oysters with OH giving me dire warnings about raw sewage and all the ghastly things that could happen to me, luckily I came through it unscathed, but food poisoning from shellfish can be pretty dire.
Must pop into our Waitrose and get some Val
 
I remember as child, on holiday on Portsmouth sea front, being given the choice of treats between an ice cream or a little plate of winkles and a pin.
Agonisingly difficult decision, usually the weather decided it. As it always seemed to be chilly in Portsmouth, I often chose the winkles. Yum. Extracting winkles was similar to a rewarding session of picking bogies out of my nose and eating them.

I also remember a particularly traumatic occasion on Portsmouth seafront, when I noticed a huge spherical metal mine, presumably with the explosive removed, with a slot cut in the side for donations to the families of seamen who had died in WW2. As my father qualified, having died in the Battle of Crete, I thought that, if I donated some of my pocket money, it might come back again as a contribution to my Mum and me, hopefully with some interest attached. At the time, in my pocket, my worldly wealth amounted to half a crown (2/6d) and a penny. Being a properly brought up child, I said a little prayer for guidance, and got the answer that I should put my hand in my pocket, draw out the first coin it found, and unhesitatingly put it into the slot without looking to see which one it was. So I did that.
I can still remember my shock, and the feeling that God had abandoned me, when I looked at the coin that was left and realised I had only one penny to last the rest of the holiday week. I think the waning of my faith probably started then and there.
 
Thats a great story Marigold :D although I can imagine it being turned into an improving 'Thought for the Day' in a way you would probably not have intended!

It would be an ice-cream for me every time, I am not keen on winkles or whelks (OH was very ill after a surfeit) and although I have never been ill from mussels, I feel like its Russian roulette and so only eat them about once every 10 years!

I used to get home grown asparagus quite regularly....by hopping over the fence to my neighbour :shock: And autumn sown broad beans have been a revelation here, probably because we don't have slugs and when its warm its really warm. The plants are tall, were covered in blossom (despite the incessant deluges of rain), no blackfly, no chocolate spot and now I am beginning to harvest them. Delish :D But they normally worked for me in clay soil in the UK, probably a March/April sowing and I'd get enough even with the predators to make it worthwhile.

I will join you for some cockles BYM and more tales from the bus. I am not sure my mother has ever been on a bus :shock: She was a farmer's daughter and learnt to drive as a young woman after the War. When we were growing up she was always the main driver at home, then she worked in transport including driving, and its still her means of independence.
 
Terrific story Marigold, what ever happened to those mines with holes cut in them. Don't think I have seen one anywhere for quite a while. Like the Labrador with a hole in his head for guide dogs.
Anytime MrsBiscuit for a big plate for a plate of mussels, like winkles to
 
The girl at the beginning of this thread got on the bus today. She looked exactly the same but did profess to her friend that she had been good as she had only had two Mars bars in the morning this was about 10.30. Wish I had asked her how many she usually had.
Got some fresh Samphire today
 
I had a lovely energetic day today! I was taking my sixteen month old grandson for a walk. We had to be quick, as we only had an hour before his lunch and nap. He kept up a loud, incomprehensible running commentary as I rushed along, pushing his buggy - he loves going fast in the buggy, and if you aren't going fast enough, he rocks back and forth, to encourage you to greater speed! :mrgreen: We stopped briefly after half an hour, and happened to be close by and slightly uphill from, a car park. He delightedly waved and shouted "bye-bye" and "eyoo" to every motorist that came into view, as they arrived or left! Then after leaving him home, I parked 20 minutes away from the shops and got in another walk. Was so nice to get out, without being very cold and/or wet!
 
Living miles from the sea can be annoying sometimes, I wonder how old the Samphire is when it gets here,
 
I'm off on one of my rare forays into town this morning. Not by bus, as it's kind of expensive! I'll wait until I get my bus pass, in eight years!! :mrgreen: :mrgreen: Instead, I'll park on the outskirts and walk in.

We were promised lovely weather this weekend. Yesterday was warmish, humid but overcast. And got cold again in the evening. This morning is grey, misty and chilly. :(
 
Hen-Gen said:
What town is town, LadyA?
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Waterford would be the nearest of any size. I usually just go to Tramore for groceries though, as it's quieter, although the distance would be about the same. Dau lives in Tramore, so I am there a lot anyway. And that's what I ended up doing this morning! Couldn't face Waterford, so went to Tramore. I wanted wool for a jumper for my grandson, and realised that I actually didn't need to go to Waterford. parking there is a nightmare, because the Council are rejigging the whole town, doing one way systems, lots of pedestrianisation etc. Doesn't bother me, as, as I said, I walk in. But when I have to bring mum in, it's just awful! Sh can't walk more than a couple of hundred yards, so I have to get right into the centre and park in a shopping centre car park. It's like they just don't want anyone less able or elderly in town! Anyway, I realised this morning two things: Firstly, I like to go shopping fairly early, before things get crowded. Unfortunately, in Waterford, a lot of the smaller shops don't open until there are lots of people around as they feel it's "not worth it"! I've been in town at 11 O'clock on a Saturday morning, and found some of the shops I wanted not yet open! And they complain that business is bad! :roll:
Secondly, there's this amazing shop in Tramore that sell everything! It's in the town centre, on a steep hill. Open from early morning until quite late. They sell plants & garden supplies, newspapers & magazines, sweets etc, schoolbooks & stationery, art & craft supplies, picture frames, gifts & homewares, party supplies, knitting supplies including a huge range of wool & yarn, and sewing supplies. So I went there, and spent a happy half hour browsing and buying! Then I scooted to the outskirts of Waterford to the pet supplies shop that do their own brand of high quality pet foods, to get cat food, dropped in on mum bringing nice sandwiches with me, as often she could go the whole day without speaking to anyone (and at her age and state of health, I prefer to keep an eye!) and home again!
Where I have not achieved much at all!! :( I did something to my neck on Thursday, and it was fine yesterday, but is very stiff and sore again today! I don't want to aggravate it by using the lawnmower or strimmer (I suspect that's what happened to it!). Might just go and replant carrots though. The first lot should have been up by now, and there's not a sign! :(
 
Hen-Gen said:
Thanks LadyA. I'm assuming it's the Waterford as in the glass decanter a friend bought me for my 50th birthday. Never heard of Tramore.
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Tramore is a resort town, right on the coast. Yes, Waterford is the crystal place, although there is only a token amount actually made here now. It's all made in Slovakia. Truth to tell, the quality of the stuff started to go down several years ago, when they needed to cut costs. It was still excellent quality crystal, but if you were able to compare it to older stuff, it was nowhere near as heavy. There are, however, other firms in Waterford doing truly beautiful, heavy, lead crystal. Heritage Crystal of Waterford is one that does the real deal! it's over 30% lead, so you can imagine what it weighs! It's stunning though. And very expensive! It's a very small, family owned factory, which exports most of their stuff.

Tramore is terribly busy in the Summer, and the beach, prom etc. is busy all year round with walkers, surfers and wind surfers. The amusemnt park is closed all Winter, which cuts down on crowds a lot. And most of the residential areas are up away from all that, so remain fairly quiet.
 
Woman on bus yesterday moaning about Tesco as they had no mashed potato in the chiller section so the kids were going to have to have chips again with their dinner !
By the way lady A we went up to see a tall ship pass through Tower Bridge, and you were berthed alongside HMS Belfast you looked lovely. There was also a Lady M in West India Dock that maybe the nearest we get to Margaid.
 
Well,she is a 60 million dollar super yacht, built in 2013, I am sure you could swan around in it quite happily
 
Nah, don't think so; don't like the interior colour schemes and those sofas would be really uncomfortable for someone only 5' tall.
She'd have to have a complete interior refit and I struggle to decide on decor for just a few rooms!
 
Wouldn't want a luxury yacht either, some of the interiors prove that money doesn't equal good taste. Saw some pics of one that had walls all covered in shark skin !
Not sure what I would buy with all that money, a hit man could come in useful....
 
You read my mind BYM! What would be better though would be to let him keep everything, including the property and pension, and for me to just keep the £60,000,000 :lol: :lol:
 
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