A Puny Wire

What was the last thing you searched for online? Why were you looking for it?

Well it wasn’t actually me that searched for the wire.It was my poor other half who has been trying to mend his precious rather elderly motorbike for months.Unfortunately it is something electronic.

He’s done a lot,replacing the fuel pump twice and because the electronics were playing up he had to find a way to override the circuit.Hence he looked for and found a Puny bit of wire,available next day delivery online.

And then it begun, three weeks later,after receiving notification that said PBOW had been despatched from Romania of all places,it was posted through our letter box.

He was at work when he received the notification and panicked as our dog was home alone and once ate some wire cable that was posted through the letterbox.

He made his excuses,drove home and found the dog had opened the package but thankfully not yet chewed the cable.The guilty look on the dog’s face meant that my partner had arrived just in time. The dog got an extra walk and the cable was put safely in the drawer

Pleased to say the cable did the job and possibly with a new battery the bike may be up and running,perhaps when we get back from holiday…perhaps.

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My Beautiful Cornwall

We’re visiting Cornwall on holiday in a few days time. I’m looking forward to the fresh air and gazing at  the visual feast of the  colours that are part of the surroundings . The greens and browns of the vegetation , the  blue green sea and the abundant  white cumulus clouds  with the  blue background of a windswept sky. Yes and the rain and wind if so be it.It’s all part of it’s magic, including the crunch of my well worn casual shoes under our frequently trodden paths down to the many beaches and hidden coves that abound along the Cornish Coasts.

So how in hell can five minutes browsing on the internet turn my anticipated vacation into a prospect of hell on earth.Quite easily it seems.

Articles about how millionaires or (allowing for rampant inflation in house prices) multimillionaires have ruined St Ives and turned it into a ghost town in Winter.

The empty houses and empty streets are gifted by those second and third time home owners from London who have invested in property,but head off to the the Carribbean in the winter.

Down the road in Redruth there are homeless sleeping on the streets and a lack of leisure shopping for the locals,who regularly have to use food banks just to exist and get help from the Citizens Advice Bureau on how to pay their electricity bill.

Poor Redruth,you see,it used to be part of our holiday,it had a very good Chinese Restaurant,it might still be there for all we know.

I mean Redruth  is  not a tourist destination, we go to Cornwall not to visit multi millionaire hotspots like St Ives or even to see how the poor unfortunates of Redruth live.We go to appreciate what is great about Cornwall and enjoy our holiday,as I’m sure many others do.

But there goes the internet,polarising thoughts and trying to instill guilt into our pores.How dare you visit wonderful Cornwall and not consider the evil rich or the vile behaviour of drug and alcohol addicts who make the local people’s life a misery.(A modern evil in every town in the UK,I’m afraid)

No actually ;Internet,I’m going on holiday and I will see the beauty,to give me strength to do what I can to face the real problems and difficulties that exist. Your articles are unhelpful and probably part of a phishing conspiracy by some extreme climate change organisation or just some sad journalist trying to make a name for themselves.

Whatever,sun,sand ,sea and beautiful scenery are not the prerogative of the rich and privileged.

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Z-Cars

What TV shows did you watch as a kid?

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Z Cars always seemed so real and the Police were decent men and women  who solved crimes and looked after old people.

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Anytime

What’s your favorite time of day?

Anytime is a good time if you live in the moment.

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Whisked Wacky Wonder Woe!

Reading time: 2 minutes. Today’s WordPress Daily Prompt: What is your favourite recipe? Have you ever heard of PPP? Hold onto your hats and aprons, folks! Prof. Philo is about to baffle your brains with his most confounding culinary creation yet: Perplexing Paradox Pie (PPP). It’s a recipe so bewildering, you’ll forget if you’re cooking […]

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Cornish Pasty

©GeraldineBanksAug2024

My favourite recipe by far for a Cornish Pasty. I love them and they are so easy to make from scratch.

They have a great history too, and were used to pay casual workers in past times, for example for working on the ground work in Trenance Gardens in Newquay, the workers were paid a pasty a day for what was incredibly hard labour.( Well it was all in a good cause.) All for the benefit of the great and good of Newquay. Who after completion of the project would be able to promenade through the park in their Sunday Best.

Miners, traditionally, would have a pasty that contained meat and veg one end and a sweet filling the other end for their lunch. Some would throw away the pastry as it was covered in coal dust and they had nowhere to wash their hands down the mine while having their meal.

So a Cornish Pasty has a long history of providing nutrition for people. The first pasty I made was at School and I made a giant one, much to the teacher’s puzzlement. I suppose I miscalculated something and I had one large pasty and one small pasty. Everyone else had the required 6 medium pasties. Whatever, when I brought it home , everyone loved it .

Basically , I think you should make the pastry from scratch( a lost art) and prepare the filling which consists of beef ( not an expensive cut), finely cut potatoes and diced swede or turnip( whichever is available).

Roll the pastry out and make equal size rounds and put a layer of potato, then a layer of swede/turnip and then some beef. Place a small nob of butter on top so as to add flavour and moisture while the pasty is cooking and season each pile with loads of pepper and a little salt. Don’t overfill as you will have to will have to seal the pasty and crimp the edges as best you can. There are encyclopaedias on how to do this correctly.

Once you’re pasties are sitting neatly on the baking tray ready to go in the oven, then brush them all over with beaten egg, to give them a nice rustic brown pastry colour and cook at Gas Mark 6 for around 50 minutes.

Eat when ready, I personally think it’s best to eat them and make a fresh batch each time. And remember it’s nice to share.

Namaste

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Replanting My Fennel

©️GeraldineBanksAug2024

Tell us about the last thing you got excited about.

I’m not a lazy person.It just takes me forever to do anything.

When it comes to growing vegetables,well that suits me because you can’t rush growing vegetables,unless you are some kind of Frankenstein Super grower supplying the Corporate Supermarkets.

I am a grower on a small,self- use basis,to be honest quite miniscule really.

Nevertheless, seeds are unpredictable, very hard to not overcrowd when you are placing them in your finely prepared soil.

I try my best to spread them out,but they always end up in little clumps of plants that need to be thinned out.

Firstly it was my leeks, and I transplanted them and gave them room to grow

.Leeks are hardy and they thrived in their new positions.From memory this took me about a week to finish,but finish it I did and I’m pleased to say I should have a steady supply of leek and potato soup for  this winter.

However,I kept looking at the fennel which I could see was really overcrowded.Thatvwas going to be a big job.

Last Sunday,I did it!

It was a hot day and I separated the plants and prepared the holes,soaking the ground in water to give the well developed Fennel roots the best chance. I reckon there were 60 or so individual plants and now they all have room to grow. Four hours it took me and I felt satisfied and excited by the fact that I’d given my fennel the best chance to grow and thrive.

I’m a big fan of the aniseed flavour of fennel,another reason for my excitement.

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I must finish my sentence

©️GeraldineBanks Aug2024

Prisoner

I must finish my sentence. It was an accident,I didn’t mean to do it.It didn’t happen the way they said it did.Nevertheless,I must finish my sentence.

Some say do I feel trapped? I say not really,once you understand that  you have to complete the sentence,then nothing else really matters or actually everything,every minute detail matters,because you aren’t going anywhere,until you complete your sentence.It’s really quite cathartic,once you accept that.

My meals appear,I eat them and drink my milky tea.Then I go back to finishing my sentence.I don’t think anymore about the unfairness of it all,I just get on with it. One day,one word at a time.Time passes ; and each day is one day closer to completing my sentence.

The End

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How Would I Design The City of The Future. AI of Course.

Everything would need to be high, as I think there is something magnificent in buildings that reach for the sky and also that are self sufficient. So a building that recycles it’s water supply and has a perpetual enclosed heating and an air-conditioning system. A combined business and living space so that there is a genuine opportunity to work from home.

Everyone would be guaranteed a place to live and would have access to funds for whatever they need for recreation and education.

There would be dedicated buildings for Health, Leisure(Sports and Entertainment) and Government and Banking, all of which would be fully accessible to everyone. These buildings would be within a 10mile square perimeter in the city which would contain everything that everyone needs. There would be no cars or buses. Everyone would use a system of conveyor belts to move themselves and goods and services around.

Outside the 10mile square perimeter, there would be suburbs, where the transport methods to the Countryside and Foreign Travel would be located. This would consist of rental car ports and air transport ( both local and international).

There would be total freedom of travel, but the Cities would be so nice that visiting the Countryside though enjoyable was a leisure choice for some but not for all. There would definitely be citiphiles.

Our current obsession with owning Land will have ended and the Countryside would be managed effectively both for leisure and food production by the people and for the people( and for wildlife and fauna too). It would be seen as pointless to surround yourself with acres of redundant land purely for your own edification. The Countryside and the leisure and farming opportunities would be pleasant and easy to visit and indeed participate in should you so wish.

Finally when you think about it , why have we made such a mess of things? Our cities are horrible and we seem to want to decimate the Countryside either by farming it intensively , killing it’s wildlife or polluting it’s rivers and seas. We’ve only got 50billion years to improve things before the sun burns us up and we disappear into a black hole, so we’ve still got time and the opportunity to improve things for everyone.

Namaste.

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