It turns out it's actually impossible to get beetroot juice off of even a cooperative cat. Maf is now slightly pink and will be for some time.
Sherlock is going through a phase where he doesn't like beetroot - I'm sure he loved it just six months ago? - and attempted to feed it to the dogs. Not unsurprisingly, the dogs also don't enjoy beetroot. So there it was on the floor, and the story is understandable up until this point, but then I can only assume that Maf rolled in it, because she got herself absolutely covered and looked like a small reddish tiger when I found her lurking on top of a bookcase.
I took her to the sink and did my best to get it off, but all I can really say I got for my efforts is that she doesn't smell like beetroot anymore and she isn't leaving smudges on the furniture.
It still went considerably better than the last time I tried to bathe a cat. I was looking after a neighbour's white Persian while she was away, and the cat (Pompom) tripped me up while I was carrying a plate of spaghetti and tomato sauce. Pompom was unhurt but quite covered in sauce. I sprained my ankle and spent the next two hours limping after her around the flat and finally wrapping the more dangerous parts of her in a towel while I rinsed her off. Maf was an angel by comparison. Definitely one of my better patients.
Also here's a photo I've been meaning to post for a while. Wild strawberries creeping into the allotment:
They're very tiny and very tart - or they were. They're long gone now. Birds and Sherlock finished them off ages ago. Which reminds me, I've worked out why our pink blueberry bush never makes any blueberries: it needs a mate. It can't pollinate itself. So we're working on that. I don't know if it can cross pollinate with normal blueberries, or what the results would be if it did (purple? magenta? probably just blue I would guess), but I'm trying to find another pink one. Sherlock is excited all over again.
Sherlock is going through a phase where he doesn't like beetroot - I'm sure he loved it just six months ago? - and attempted to feed it to the dogs. Not unsurprisingly, the dogs also don't enjoy beetroot. So there it was on the floor, and the story is understandable up until this point, but then I can only assume that Maf rolled in it, because she got herself absolutely covered and looked like a small reddish tiger when I found her lurking on top of a bookcase.
I took her to the sink and did my best to get it off, but all I can really say I got for my efforts is that she doesn't smell like beetroot anymore and she isn't leaving smudges on the furniture.
It still went considerably better than the last time I tried to bathe a cat. I was looking after a neighbour's white Persian while she was away, and the cat (Pompom) tripped me up while I was carrying a plate of spaghetti and tomato sauce. Pompom was unhurt but quite covered in sauce. I sprained my ankle and spent the next two hours limping after her around the flat and finally wrapping the more dangerous parts of her in a towel while I rinsed her off. Maf was an angel by comparison. Definitely one of my better patients.
Also here's a photo I've been meaning to post for a while. Wild strawberries creeping into the allotment:
They're very tiny and very tart - or they were. They're long gone now. Birds and Sherlock finished them off ages ago. Which reminds me, I've worked out why our pink blueberry bush never makes any blueberries: it needs a mate. It can't pollinate itself. So we're working on that. I don't know if it can cross pollinate with normal blueberries, or what the results would be if it did (purple? magenta? probably just blue I would guess), but I'm trying to find another pink one. Sherlock is excited all over again.
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Iv received an email from Sherlock saying you said we need to get bees. Im assuming you meant we needed them for pollination rather than you had decided our lives needed a few thousand more things to look after? At this point I remind you our cat is currently pink. I can only imagine what the bees might end up like.
I'm fairly sure the bees already in existence at the allotment will do just fine, no need for any more, no matter how much Sherlock wishes otherwise. If he becomes a super villain I'm fairly sure he'll have an army of glitter bees.
Would their sting kill you or make you a bit fabulous?
Nothing could make you more fabulous, especially since you've posted again.
Bees would be cool though. And pink bees would be spectacular.
Both. Immediate death, but you'd make a fantastic looking corpse.
That's all I want from death. Fabulous and possibly very amusing. Or to go with that saying - either be a great example or a horrible warning.
I can only assume that Maf rolled in it,
She wanted to look a bit fabulous, too. ;)
Youre correct, Kate, nothing could make John more fabulous. Even doused in glitter. Is impossible.
I have rhinestone bees; does that make the mark for fabulosity?
I think rhinestone bees definitely reach the level of fabulosity, Kestrel!
I thought Mycroft might appreciate this video from the ISS: https://www.youtube.com/watch?t=39&v=Vx0kvxqgC1c
Lestrade - I daresay Sherlock will test your hypothesis, more than once.
Thank you, Becca. That is amazing. I would love to go to space - as I'm sure many people would.
I agree with you, Mycroft, in fact I could almost see Sherlock taking that as a challenge. ;)
I'm glad you didn't get injured with this cat cleaning project, John. Hopefully a pink orange cat won't be quite as shocking as an orange white cat surely was, especially as it was someone else's.
I feel that persons who can post photos of wild strawberries could post a photo of a pink-sh cat. Though perhaps you wish to protect Maf's queenly dignity on the Internet?
*sigh* I will survive the deprivation.
Greatly cheered by discussion of fabulous corpses and genetically engineered (and/or magical) bees of hitherto unknown powers.
- fA
Becca - cool video.
Kestrel - glitter bees that you crafted yourself? If so, I'm impressed.
-fA
(Kestrel - oops, I meant rhinestone bees. My mind was obviously temporarily under the sway of the all-powerful and compelling universal glitter cloud.)
Glitter bees...thank you for the reminder! I was downtown today, walking past the Time Warner Center, and the sidewalks around it are just full of mica. The result is that on sunny days (such as today) the sidewalks looks like the glitter fairy set off explosions in all directions.
fA- Sadly, my skills do not (yet) run to stone setting. My rhinestone bees are purchased, and not even a thrift shop find. Just run-of-the-mill, off-the-rack earrings.
RR: I love the image of something so small and pretty in the hustle and bustle of the big city. Thanks for that.
fA - Maf controls John's every move, so she wouldn't allow him to post a pic of her in her pinkness.
John, we're going out for a drink in Soho tonight - had a very good result today. You're welcome to join us. I'll text when we find a pub.
Sounds good and congratulations!
Ta. Life sentence, minimum 28 yrs. As good as it gets these days.
Sal's not so new fella is coming once he's clocked off too. WE might get some dinner out as well.
Congrats on a satisfactory sentence, L. I suppose you have to be all mature and supervisorial so you can't really dish on Sally's fella, but is this the one she met when his ambulance/EMT team got called out to one of your scenes? If so he has been around a while.
-fA
Congrats, L and team!
Dinner out sounds good, too. :)
Too much bitter. Too much whiskey. Not enough ribs. And now John is making me walk home...
Walking it off is supposed to be good for you isn't it? And a stroll with your husband, without demanding short people is a rare thing that should be fully enjoyed :-D
What Pandabob said. *nod*
Ah, Pandabob, you have the right attitude.
If you also listened to John about water and whatever you guys call ibuprofen, you probably will wake up fully functional this morning. And can be virtuously cheery to any drinkers on your team who lack their own private physician to guide them.
-fA
Happily my team are all experienced drinkers who wouldn't date to show up in no condition to work. And I've got naproxen to take for my ankle still.
They wouldn't dare because you shout at them.
I like to think it'll help them remember the next time.
So sad to read about what happened at Pride in Jerusalem.
Also sad to read our own newspapers and their ability to completely ignore basic facts.
On my way to work this morning at a heavy pedestrian traffic corner on the edge of the university campus, there were a group (maybe 10-15) of white folk dressed up (as if for church) with signs saying "honk for traditional marriage." American flags, and one "one marriage = 1 man + 1 woman" banner. As best as I could tell sitting through my light changes, about one vehicle in 5 or 6 was honking for them.
I found that a dispiritingly high ratio. (I hope they found it a dispiritingly low one.) Gave them a "thumbs down" out my window.
The world. It keeps on turning. Onwards all.
- fA
Sad is right, L--that's not religion, that's just hatred and insanity. (Don't know what you were referring to re: the newspapers.)
fA--That is one kind of marriage, but I don't think that's what they meant. *sigh*
So how's Sherlock's vacation planning going?
Newspapers was an entirely local issue, wherein they manage make a lack of information owing to an ongoing case into a sensationalist story with no bearing on the truth whatsoever - in fact reversing the roles of some parties entirely.
I'm being kept out of all holiday planning. There is whispering and erased browser histories all around me.
I thought that was called "fiction"!
(...Surprise! ;) )
That's quite exciting though, to have it all sprung upon you like that. I'm sure John will be there to curb any major excesses but you know it will be something fun with Sherlock in charge. When are you off - is it next week or a bit later in the school hols?
You know it's SERIOUS when they bother to erase the browser history!
Bet it's a barrel of fun.
-fA
The holiday sounds very exciting. I'm sure the planners are enjoying themselves - have they started dropping hints of a totally unhelpful fashion yet?
they've started answering questions in a totally unhelpful fashion.
"What sort of clothes will I need? I might buy some new stuff."
"Ones that fit?" "Ones that cover at least 10% of your body." "Ones you'll wear."
Wow, that leaves you a vast amount of winding up potential I would say, especially if Mycroft is involved!
Mycroft was the 10% answer. I threatened just to wear flip flops and a hat. He looked at me and told me I'd need to consider purchasing a large quantity of sun block too.
From which you could conclude that it's somewhere warm, and probably not in this country, I think you could wander really very unclad round here at the moment without sun burn being your worry!
you never know with Mycroft - he might just have been sowing false clues.
Could be worse - he could have said you'd need to purchase a small amount of sun block...
He may just have been implying I have a lot of stomach to cover....
Today we're supposed to be checking out the allotment...but so far have been to the park...
I hope that means it's a good day to be outside!
(It's lovely here now--but it's supposed to be near 90F later. We're having a very hot summer.)
it's better than it has been, that's for sure. Warm, if not very sunny.
Warm is good! Did you make it out to the allotment in the end?
We did. We have a bit of an onion/shallot glut. We'll be eating anything that's onion based for the foreseeable future.
I looooove sauteed onions...!
All good recipes start: first fry an onion!
I can never decide whether onions or garlic are the most essential vegetable flavoring for good food.
It's hot here (in the middle of several weeks with temps in high 90s to low 100s F) but we had fewer days in that range in May through mid July than have been usual the last 7 or 8 years, so we're due. And unlike London, there are few buildings without air conditioning, so it's much less miserable than it would be there.
Maybe there are beaches in your future, L.
-fA
we've plaited them and hung them up. Some plaits are far neater than others. And a dog tried to eat one, and was leapt upon by almost every member of the household. Except Maf, who leapt on top of the fridge. It was probably her fault.
She's the instigator, eh?
French onion soup is always a lovely thing.
Is plaiting them supposed to keep them better or just a way of storing? I don't like raw onions but any form of cooked is delicious.
Was her ladyship enticing the dogs to try to stain them in onion juice to match her own beetroot. ;) Is she still pink or has it faded back to normal?
Have a great day everyone. Roll on the hols. :)
Joolz - i think it helps to hang them, and plaiting is an easy way of doing that.
Her ladyship queen Maf of Watson is still a little pinkish, but the amount of her day spent washing herself is certainly making it fade fast.
Aaaand I hate night call outs. Although I like riding around an empty London.
Hope you get the job done safely.
And I know what you mean, I was struck recently how much I like being out in my city after/before there's anyone much around.
-fA
..received a text telling me to report to the sports store when I'm done... The mystery deepens.
There's something oddly peaceful about driving around in a city that's nearly empty in the middle of the night.
Just wanted to give everyone a heads up that I'm headed out tomorrow night to Alaska for two weeks, and will probably not have any internet. Adventures await!
Have an amazing time, Becca! I hope we're not going to Alaska, as I've just been forced to choose some flippers, snorkelling gear and other beach essentials... I think Alaska might be a little nippy.
Alaska is supposed to be gorgeous, though--have fun Becca.
I would think any place where you need snorkeling gear would be an excellent place for a holiday.
(And the 4:00 am empty London put me in mind of this favorite song of Frank Loesser--4:00 am or so was his favorite time of day.)
it's going to be good where we're going because we looked at all the pictures and everything and it's going to be lots of fun and just wait until we get there
Sounds fab, Sherlock - when do you go?
On Friday morning!
(says the boy who was going to bed 15 mins ago....and hasn't yet left the lounge.)
Snorkeling gear pretty much does guarantee a fantastic vacation destination in my book. Well done Sherlock! (And his assistants.) Hope you see lots of pretty fishes.
Becca - Enjoy! I wouldn't want to live that far north but I did once go to Alaska in August and it was pretty amazing as a summer tourist destination.
- fA
Mycroft even bought some of those beach/swimming shoes...although he shuddered a bit...so I'm piecing together the clues. He wouldn't need those if we were going somewhere sandy...
Or if it were sandy on the beach, but there were . . . not coral reefs, exactly, because you aren't supposed to walk on them, but reef-like protrusions into the water where you'd need protection. (There's a name for places like that. Google suggests "lava fingers" and has photos of Hawai'i as examples.)
Though Sherlock may be taking you to the outdoor pools to get you ready for snorkeling in Nordic fjords. If that's a thing.
That's my fodder for your guessing.
-fA
Or your three favorite people are engaged in winding you up, and you really are going somewhere cold...
DW, I miss your input. You have no idea how much.
I can't believe John would countenance spending money on gear if it weren't going to see use . . . but I suppose it could be for some later holiday, perhaps the one after this one . . .
- fA
RR, I thought of that song, too.
Becca, hope Alaska is everything you are hoping it will be!
I sort of wish someone would plan a surprise vacay for me, although the planning was part of the fun.
...and it turns out Sherlock was wrong. John reliably informs me we're going tomorrow night.... He's currently half-man, half-sentient laundry pile. I haven't seen him without laundry in his arms for a few days now...
When it comes to leaving for holidays, earlier is better!
Yeah, can't complain. Sherlock has also announced we'll soend at least one night camping out. By the look in his face it was news to John...
Why should you get all the holiday surprises, after all? :)
Well, now the tube strike is officially on again I'm guessing we'll get a ride to the airport...and leave very early...meaning lots of time to corral Sherlock in a small space surrounded by security. (Past airport-waiting-time questions have included such gems as 'but IF you were going to make an aircraft crash how would you?' and 'Do you think you could hijack a plane with the things you ARE allowed to take in the cabin?')
Still...he's currently lying on the sofa in full snorkelling gear John said.
I'm going to get home and break the bad news to Maf...
You want to break in that snorkeling gear properly, surely.
(Those are good questions, the sort of questions you want security to be asking themselves--but I can't imagine they're they sort of questions security wants to hear anyone else asking!)
Maybe Sherlock could work on how planes actually fly, since no one seems to know.
Maf is sulking. John is having serious discussions with Mycroft. I'm being panted on by a dog. Sherlock has finally had his snorkelling gear removed and has gone to bed...although I very much doubt he's asleep.
Hey, DW! (That is something I very much prefer not to think about too hard, especially when I have to get on an airplane...)
I guess you shouldn't have told Maf about your holiday until tomorrow, L.
I thought at first it said you were being painted on by a dog, and thought "Well of course. In that family...."
the dogs prefer delicate charcoal for their artwork, DW.
And I'd rather hoped that the people who need to - aircraft designers etc. knew exactly how it all worked! But the best answer I've ever heard to anyone asking what makes planes/helicopters fly was from one of our very own choppercoppers - Money!
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They don't actually know how it works. They know that certain shapes of wing or types of design do different things, but they're not sure why. There are three kind of prevalent theories, but nothing concrete. This article explains it better.
Let us know your best guess before you actually read the destination board/tickets, L. The heat of August with a tube strike seems a fine time to get out of London!
-fA
I reckon Spain or Portugal, on the coast. Possibly Italy or France, but...I think the first two are more likely. I don't think we're going long-haul, but I might be surprised! A few weeks on a tropical island would be lovely...Canary Islands, maybe???
They all sound pretty lovely, honestly!
-fA
They do. John says I'll find out when we get to the departure gate... I might sneak a look at my boarding pass though ;)
And the cricket... What an unexpected at start!
By the way...happy birthday, Greg. ;)
And there was I thinking I got breakfast in bed this morning just for my charismatic personality... ;) thank you.
I love you. You do also have a lovely personality. Thanks for spending another year of your life with me.
Happy birthday to our favo(u)rite DI!
I love you too. And thank you for planning all this, it is exciting.
And thank-you for making another year of my life so happy.
Next year you will be very old because half a century is very old so we should go to Australia
Happy Birthday from this corner of the Internet! Sounds like you don't need well wishes for a good day, but have them anyway!
-fA
I agree with Sherlock, on all counts.
Oh Sherlock! Australia is an interesting destination, but I hope you someday find out how not-at-all old 50 can feel, if you're healthy!
I like the idea of doing something super-special for someone's 50th, though. Honestly, I just like the idea of celebrating anything possible. A viewpoint I didn't fully arrive at until after 50. ;-)
-fA
DW - just you wait. You'll find out all about how 'very old' 50 is and isn't, some day!
-fA
I guess when it's 5 times older than you (plus a bit) it does seem old.
Anyway, I agree with the conclusion, if not the logic that led there.
Happy birthday, L! And enjoy the mystery holiday, everyone!
(I can say with some authority that 50 doesn't actually feel older than 49.)
(25, now, that felt older than 24. 25 felt like a landmark. 50, I didn't really notice.)
(But a major trip is always a good idea, whatever the excuse. :))
"But a major trip is always a good idea, whatever the excuse."
This is the heart of the matter, RR!
-fA
Right, fA?!
I always think of a story I heard about Rabbi Samson Hirsch (a well-known Jewish scholar and pulpit rabbi in Frankfurt, Germany, between the wars). He was getting ready for a trip and some of his students asked where he was going--to visit another congregation, perhaps, or a scholarly convention? "No," he answered, "I'm going to see Switzerland." "Isn't that a waste of time?" they asked. "When I die," Rabbi Hirsch said, "God might ask me what I think of His Alps. Am I supposed to tell Him I couldn't be bothered to go look at them?"
:)
Do you have ideas of where in Australia you'd like to go, Sherlock? I can highly recommend Port Macquarie--absolutely gorgeous--and Brisbane. :)
Happy birthday Greg. Hope you have a wonderful day leading in to an amazing, fun-filled holiday together. Hope you can spare us some snippets of your adventures and where you end up if you can find the time between all your excited snorkeling. Have fun :)
21 was my landmark birthday ;)
But now....we are going to.....CROATIA. My husband is bloody amazing. And the boys. I can't quite believe it and was never going to guess in a million years.
Oh, wow! Croatia never occurred to me, but now it comes to me that it's supposed to have wonderful diving and beaches, right?
Yeah, it has wonderful beaches and clear sea for diving. I think I may be more excited than Sherlock.
I went to Croatia 12 years ago and it was really beautiful, I'm sure you'll have an amazing time especially because you're going with your boys :-)
Happy birthday Greg
Man, I have friends who've been there and they loved it. (And they went when it was too cold for swimming!).
Enjoy!
-fA
Happy Birthday! Have a great holiday!
it is so beautiful. and warm. and by the sea!
The holiday sounds fab - have a great time, all :-)
And happy birthday, Lestrade!
Happy birthday Lestrade! I hope you all are having a great time!
Happy birthday! I hope you all have a brilliant time in Croatia.
...and that want even the end. We picked up food and caught a boat to an island where we have an apartment. The sea is ten metres from our door...
Superior holiday planners you've got on hand there!
Niiiice!
- fA
I don't have the words to express how amazing it all is. Just ate dinner on our terrace overlooking the sea after a nice swim and snorkel.
It sounds absolutely perfect. You'll send us pictures, yes?
Photos, yes! So we can gently seethe with envy and/or vicariously enjoy what I hope is a wonderful holiday, depending on how mature we're feeling at the time.
-fA
So how has your day been on your own little island? Have you seen some amazing sights under the Sea? It sounds just idyllic. Have a wonderful time. :)
Just amazing. We explored our bit of coast today. Think we'll get canoes later in the week to go further. Is so beautiful.
Another amazing day. we borrowed some bikes and went around the island, then for a swim there, loads of rocks to jump in off.
(wrote this entry hours ago, before dinner! Then got distracted by food and the chance of a very late night swim... better late than never, eh?)
Thank you for keeping us updated! (A vicarious holiday is definitely better than none at all. :))
Very late night swims are one of the most being-on-holiday things I can think of! (It's even better if one can also count on sleeping in the next day, but kids rarely allow one to waste so much perfectly good daylight!)
-fA
wow, what a fantastic surprise getaway! also, happy belated birthday.
S
Hope you have a truly great time! And happy belated birthday :-)
Thanks guys. Feels like we've been here for months, not just a few days.
A very late night swim, hmmm? And just how late is late? Late enough for the boys to be in bed?
yes! About half midnight, I suppose, our time. I wasn't watching the clock, but I posted that as we were drying off.
Canoeing tomorrow. Although I'm going with the dread pirate Sherlockbeard. So maybe not so relaxing...Mycroft and John's canoe might come under attack.
Avast, me hearties!
I'd say 'have fun righting the capsized canoes' but I think, somehow, that between you, John & Mycroft there's enough craftiness and physical competence to avert the worst consequences of Sherlock's bloodthirsty enthusiasm. May you and Pirate Sherlockbeard prevail!
- fA
we were told they were 'uncapsizable'. Some of us took that as an assurance.
Others took it as a challenge.
We had an amazing day, though. We explored bits of coast you can't even reach on foot, and found some beautiful bays and places to snorkel. Also went to another nearby island.
And were they up to the challenge? :)
Sounds like another awesome day.
they were.
They were just SOT canoes, so we could swim from them - or certain small people could.
Mycroft went wih John because he hasn't canoed since getting his shoulder shot to bits, and none of us knew if it'd be okay. I got the amphibious boy so I'd be the one to fall in if he did rock us over...
It sounds pretty great. Good vacation planners you've got.
(& will John be able to lift his arm tomorrow, does he think?)
-fA
Anything is possible...
with you three in charge I certainly believe anything is! ;)
Thank you for planning all this. Every moment has blown me away so far. I couldn't have imagined a more perfect holiday.
I'm very glad you're enjoying it, love. It's nice to get away with all of us together.
And the word 'boring' hasn't been uttered by our youngest since we got on the plane...it may actually be that this place has cast a spell.
Shall we canoe to a cove and build ourselves a shelter in the trees and never go home?
Yes, let's. We can fish and ... things.
I'm definitely liking the sound of ... things. ;) Midnight swims seem brilliant too.
It sounds absolutely amazing, I'm so happy you're all having such fun. Hope nobody is aching too badly after your piratical experiences yesterday. Here's to many more days of wonderful adventures. :)
I'm so glad you boys are having a lovely time. Young Maftet keeps looking for you all, wandering about, up and down those stairs like a yoyo she is. She still sleeps on your pillow, John, even when you're not here.
Awwwwww. She's lucky to have you to look after her, Mrs Hudson.
Let's hope she doesn't institute some revenge for being left once you've returned safely to her domain . . .
-fA
I explained very carefully to her that John planned this, not me, before we left.
Hope you're well, Mrs H, and not getting up to too much mischief while we're not there.
Tomorrow, I'm told, we're moving! Another island. Via a supermarket - or maybe it'll have one near the new digs. Because small people have eaten us out of house and home.
(Growing takes a lot of calories. :) )
A new sub-adventure, whee!
Mrs H - tell her I miss her too. And thanks for looking after her.
(not sure if J's talking about Maf or Anthea)
(if they find my body floating face down in the bay tomorrow one of the three of them took offence....but I died happy.)
I'll bet you're safe. Maf would probably want to torture you at length before death, John loves you, and Anthea would've gotten you long ago if your silliness was going to get that kind of drama out of her.
"A new island" sounds just so exotic and exciting!
-fA
I was talking about Maf...unless Anthea is also sleeping on my pillow, in which case I'm concerned.
You never know..
Mycroft has done wonderfully in his exams. Star that he is.p
And it's left hander's day apparently. I love the leftie in my life.
Congratulations Mycroft! I know you simply expect excellence of yourself, so may not think it's important to celebrate or even to note such accomplishments. But it IS. Life is full of challenges and setbacks, sad moments and tragedies. Allow yourself to enjoy your successes - whether they come easily or at great cost.
Fortunately, you are in a family that seems pretty good at celebrating the good in life.
- fA
You said that with an almost curious air.. ;)
Congratulations Mycroft, that's just brilliant, I never doubted your skills for a minute and you've put so much dedication & hard work in to your studies so it's well deserved.
Hope the move has gone well & your new island is as wonderful as the last. Enjoy yourselves. :)
Congratulations, Mycroft. As everyone else, I am unsurprised--but that doesn't mean your achievement doesn't merit celebration; it definitely does!
We've bought special Croatian cakes to celebrate - a selection from a little bakery near where we got off the ferry. And some octopus (to eat, not to party with). Our new apartment has a great barbeque outside on the terrace.
Aaaaand now I can't quite get rid of the mental image of an octopus wearing a party hat and holding various party-appropriate paraphenalia in its tentacles...
another family are here - Croatians, from Zagreb, we share the barbeque on the terrace. They made us dessert - chocolate and meringue sandwiched between a banana cut lengthways with toffee sauce!! All heated a little over the fire. Amazing. They've got a girl, Maja who's 12 and a boy, Dino who's nine. Their Italian is very good, and their English is amazing for ones so young! Our Croatian is non-existent. Except for Mycroft, who's learning a bit.
Is that the Croatian version of S'mores?
Do you do s'mores in the UK? Little sandwiches of marshmallows roasted by the eater over a fire or grill and milk chocolate between graham crackers.
Anyway, sounds fun! (And special cakes are a great celebration.)
-fA
It does sound delicious.
(My grandmother was amazing at picking up languages, but more on the order of weeks than days!)
no, we don't have s'mores, although I expect a lot of people know what they are nowadays, from TV and the net. It's traditional to toast marshmallows over the fire in the UK, but just to eat them straight off the stick/fork.
Really ought to go to bed....or we won't be ready for whatever the boys have planned for tomorrow.
The dessert sounds a little bit like banana boats.
We are canoeing. To a bay you can only reach by boat. And camping there.
Do tents float?
If it rains hard enough I'm sure they do Greg ;-)
Sat here looking at the pouring rain I'm really quite jealous of your canoeing weather ;-)
We did see a cloud earlier... But it went away.
It is knocking on 36 degrees though!
I asked if there were wolves where we going...Sherlock says he hopes there's a kraken.
That would be more exciting than octopus for dinner, no question...
Yikes, that is HOT!
If Sherlock encounters a kraken, I INSIST you get pictures.
Yeah, it is miserably hot here, as well. But all the better for falling into the water!
-fA
My favorite kraken:
https://www.thewhiskyexchange.com/P-12021.aspx
This would, perhaps, go with the piratical theme. But only for the adult crew!
We are camping. And we don't even have a tent...we're just sleeping out. Sherlock suggested we tie the canoes to our toes, in case someone tried to steal them.
We're not doing that. We may be marooned on this island if canoe thieves pass by.
Pirates. Surely canoe-rustlers would be called pirates!
How was sleeping out? I'm sure gazing up at the stars all night must have been amazing. :)
Hope you wake up and still possess the means to return to your own island. I'm sure Sherlock came up with another inventive method to keep the canoes safe. Have a wonderful time. :)
our canoes were not stolen, by kraken, pirates or wolves. We had a wonderful night, with a camp fire and bedrolls on the beach.
Tonight we're back in the apartment....and tomorrow we get to boat back to the mainland and make our way back to the airport...and London.
All things must end, but I do wish you could have had a few more days. It sounds as if it's been delightful.
-fA
Are you safely back home, or still en route?
we are now back, yup.
And is Maf annoyed with you all, or has she become a limpet? ;)
Welcome home!
I'm sure that Doc, using his expertise in such matters, made sure that rustlers wouldn't be able to find you. The real questions is whether you ended up with more canoes than you started with. "Canoe" is only a few letters from "camel" after all.
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