We shared an ironing project this morning. This had become rather pressing because we hadn’t done any for the last three weeks.
This afternoon I continued scanning the colour slides from the Barbados trip of May 2004.
Incidentally, one Barbados story celebrating Sam’s epic row is told in ‘Crossword Setters’ Pseudonyms’.
We were staying at the friendly and hospitable Sugar Cane Club, nestling on palm-girt hills above the sea.
the lush hotel grounds
were invaded each evening by thieving green monkeys,
while enormous cane toads lurked in the grasses.
Soon after Sam’s arrival, he, Dixie, and I took a bus to Holetown, where, in a crowded bar we watched, on an overhead screen, a rugby match between England and Wales. I think this must have been a recording of that year’s March Six Nations match which was won by England 31 – 21.
Sir Clive Woodward, England’s knighted coach, appeared on the wavering screen.
Whilst I was writing this post, our Broadband connection disappeared. Three hours were then occupied waiting to be answered, in conversations with two women in India, then in waiting for calls back. Obviously we are back on line now. I won’t bore you with the details.
This evening we dined on Jackie’s classic sausage casserole. new potatoes, cauliflower, and broccoli, followed by Cornish dairy ice cream and jam tart. Jackie drank Hoegaarden, and I drank Lidl Cote du Rhone 2014.
Ha! An ironing project had become pressing! Splendid! And I wonder if that’s the knighted or beknighted coach?!
Thank you, Geoff. in 2004 he was in the ascendancy, not to last too much longer.
Any chance that at some point, Jackie would be willing to share some of her recipes? I love the sound of “classic sausage casserole.”
Periodically we do feature the recipes. The sausage casserole is in this post: http://derrickjknight.com/2014/01/28/through-the-underpass/
Thank you, Laurie.
Between very pressing ironing projects and that broadband business, you’ve had the kind of day I do not envy…(.although the helpers in India are usually very patient with my asking them to speak more slowly, please) . I do envy the Lidi Côte du Rhône, however. 🙂
Thank you Cynthia, for your sympathetic comments
Ironing – pressing – classic! 🙂 I changed ISP simply to get a help desk located in my own country with people speaking in accents I understand and who are informed about local network issues. How big are those cane toads Derrick?
Thanks for the press notice, Pauline. They are about the size of a rugby ball
I love the pressing ironing comment! Can toads are such a nuisance in the tropics; here in Australia, I have driven down roads around Cairns and you actually (unavoidably) run over hundreds and hundreds of them…yuck!
Thanks, Matt. That’s a lot of toads.
I hope you did more ironing while the computer was down 🙂 You were lucky to catch the football match. I remember a holiday in Vanuatu years ago when there was no TV and only a local radio station in pidgin English, my then husband went down to the air strip and accost arrivals to find out the cricket score. What a man.
One never needs to iron – not since Lady Di wore a crumpled-up un-ironed wedding dress in 1981. (And if you’re wearing white you called always call it a cricket crease. Sorry – that last comment was inspired by your pressing pun!)
Thank you, Bruce. Apology unnecessary
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I have pressing ironing every weekend unless I’ve been on vacation. I like the toads. What’s enormous for a toad? They’re probably big because there’s so much insect life to devour.
Thanks Lisa. About the size of a football
That IS enormous.
Honestly, I don’t think there’s anything worse than having to speak to someone about your broadband and it taking forever.
Thanks, Connor. Especially when there is an Indian accent problem, and you are asked to get down on your knees and unscrew a socket (which I refused)
They always ask for your name and expected it to be spelt in the NATO alphabet, as though everyone should just know it.
Great shots of those toads squatting! And the frog photos are cool too! LOL.
Glad you ironed out your broadband issues.
Thanks, Oscar. Amusing as ever
I was curious about Your Barbados post. Thank You. We visited there in 1989. 🙂 Sigh!
Thank you, Sartenada. There is more to come
Wow! I can just read some English and Picures ???❤
Thank you Aras, and well done.
We too would want to escape to Barbados after a morning spent in ironing.
Thanks Mostly
Glad the ironing and broadband got straightened out. Some problems are solved seamlessly while others can leave you a bit steamed at times. 🙂
Somehow, at first my brain did not process the text quickly enough. So the monkeys and palms and wasn’t sure if you were on holidays, had been on holidays or climate change in your neck of the woods had taken a dramatic turn. 😀
Great post. 🙂
Thanks
Many thanks for the highly original recommendations.
Hi, I have been binge-reading and loving your photographs. Got here via Rosaliene’s mention of your blog. Thank you for being true to your experience as a visitor.
Also, may I say,respectfully, that I wish you the calming peace of good memories on another anniversary of Jessica’s passing. Beulah
Thank you very much, Beulah, for your appreciation, and for your good wishes.