Posted: Yesterday at 13:44
Herbaceous, Lantana, Obelixx, Vive la difference, we are all our own people. The Builders cleft always made me want a pea shooter to vent my disapproval as to losing two inches I was six foot when I went in the army and five foot eleven and a half when I came out, who halfinched my half inch I want to know, can I sue them.
What got me staying in California was my Son in law bringing in big bags of mixed Bagles sweet, cheese, and onion all it the same bag, you can imagine what they all tasted of. I never got away with huge stacks of pancakes dripping with syrup accompanied with Bacon, you need a ladder to get at the top and the Bacon was Canadian cure, sugary sweet. I did learn to ask for eggs sunny side up then scrape off everything that came with it though the eggy bread was to die for.
Stopped over in Belgium many times usually in La Roche before heading back into Germany, I loved the patisserie and the Hotel we stayed often had the Dutch Limburger Custard Tart now that was to die for. What I did love was the smoked meats and we had hot pulled smoked pork before it had been invented here. That was a lovely part of Belgium and a lot of history which is my interest.
Waking up from my "C" operation two years ago wondering what on earth I was wearing it was one of those nappies just in case? that went the next day as I was on my feet and into the toilet. One Nurse said Hospitals are for the sick, you look the fittest person in here, I was home eight days later, they gave me some of those in case, never been out of the hospital bag.