Nuts.

Another weekend away this time with Mum.


Off we went to Norfolk for fireworks and a bonfire chez the lovely Patty, my sisters friend.  She has a garden as big as a small county so every year half of Kings Lynn descend and party on. Following the usual plan of a few glasses of wine and a couple of beers then the long walk to the fire, and pyrotechnics the size of small houses. Very good show, the fire burnt well and included all Marks "confidential information" and the generous donation of a fine dodger from the Norfolk Constabulary.

Amazingly, yet again with this heady mix of Fire alcohol and high powered explosives  there are no injuries. Must try harder next year. Back into the house for a great chilli and sausages and maybe a glass or two more.

Mum had a thoroughly good night. she still enjoys a party, especially with such a good cross section of ages and she managed to keep going till about 10.30 before having to retire.


In other news, Pistachios.

While I was faffing around in the kitchen, probably organising my shopping list into aisle order for increased efficiency, Mum was sitting at the table in the back room with a cup of tea and a bag of pistachios. A large bag. Every now and then she would wander off for a couple of minutes then back to the table for a few more minutes. This cycle went on for a while but not really out of the ordinary so I didn`t pay much attention. After a while pop in to see if she wants a cuppa and there is a huge pile of pistachio shells on the table and an empty bag. After the initial concerns that she may have eaten half a kilo of salted nuts I located said nuts sqirreled away in her bedroom. It would seem we are in for a hard winter.




Further to our appearance in the Harborough Mail I recieived a phone call from a reporter at the Leicester Mercury which has 5 times the circulation of the Mail. They are doing an article on this too!! More details to follow.