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A Fishy Recipe For My Dear Miranda | The Observations of a Confused Young Woman
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The Observations of a Confused Young Woman. Motherhood, Mayhem and Mumbling. A Fishy Recipe For My Dear Miranda. September 27, 2010. Due to popular demand (yeah, it’s that good), I am posting a recipe for a Moroccan-inspired fish stew that is WELL tasty. And so easy! You will love me forever. Miranda does. 1 tin Chickpeas (drained). 1 tin Chopped Tomatoes. 1 Large onion, sliced very thinly. 1 tablespoon (or more) of hot chilli sauce. 2 vegetable stock cubes. Handful of chopped parsley. Feed for this Entry.
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The Magician’s Nephew | The Observations of a Confused Young Woman
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The Observations of a Confused Young Woman. Motherhood, Mayhem and Mumbling. The Magician’s Nephew. August 23, 2010. Tags: c.s. lewis. I seriously don’t understand why everyone gets so stuck on ‘The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe’. I was quite miffed when the new Narnia film series decided to begin with that one. And then, I was even more miffed when I watched the atrocious piece of junk they called a film and realised they’d managed to rape the magic out of that as well. C S Lewis, 1955). You are comm...
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blog — Brook Morgan
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Award Winning 2D and Stop Motion Design and Animation. June 30, 2015. Once upon a time, Humpty Dumpty's boss took out Employers' Liability Insurance, and other BIBA Fairytales. The Three Little Pigs and Their Property Insurance. Humpty Dumpty and the Employers' Liability Insurance. Hickory Dickory Dock and the Insured Clockmaker. Cindarella and the Business Interruption Insurance. FSC - Forest Stewardship Council. May 7, 2015. Our latest animation for RCVS - #Cats, #Lions, #Poodles. May 1, 2015. I've bee...
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On Leith Hill | The fixed factor
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It's a blog about cycling. Skip to primary content. The best of The fixed factor. June 24, 2012. The escarpment rises. The trees close around and above me to form a shaded tunnel. There is only one way to go now and my purpose is clear. My body breathes in the cool, damp air as I start to climb. Roughly surfaced, intermittently steep, the road prevents rhythm. I press harder, but comfort must wait. With thanks to velo morpha. This entry was posted in Bike life. One thought on “ On Leith Hill. Notify me o...
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San Sharma Approximately: March 2009
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Based on a true story. Tuesday, March 24, 2009. I spent the early part of this weekend politely batting comments from a techno-sceptic on a number of topics, from records versus MP3s to e-book readers versus paperbacks. And I'll discuss them here, even though I don't think they're really versus debates. It's just ridiculous," she said. "What will people put on their shelves? Well, books." I said. "You can have both.". Books are, as Stephen Fry reminds us. As Fry puts it, "You don't throw away your books ...
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San Sharma Approximately: The Swami's Visit
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Based on a true story. Tuesday, October 27, 2009. Quite often, what we mistake for our earliest memories are in fact our fathers' first camcorder outings. So I won't claim this as my own, but I do remember seeing, at least, a home video of a man known to my family as simply. the Swami. For us, it was the highlight of the Swami's visit. We recounted the story to each other (though we were all there), each time its telling more exaggerated. "It was like I was his bowling ball! When he returned, years later...
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San Sharma Approximately: February 2008
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Based on a true story. Saturday, February 02, 2008. Coconut boy," she calls me. "Brown on the outside, white on the inside.". It takes just a two hour journey up north and one weekend with my family to bring that muddy colour back to my sweet cheeks and to remind me that my roots don't stop in Shropshire, but in a land far, far away, to which ex-pat relatives still squint and admire what remains of a changing culture. I said. "Has he even met her before? On the other hand, it's like the son or, more ofte...