Category Archives: Duck
Du.u.u u ck…
Duck breasts in marinade I have a habit of forgetting a particular word. I can’t tell you what that particular word is as I’ve forgotten it but it serves to define the emotions we feel when fondly remembering earlier moments in … Continue reading
A Tale of Two Pies…
It was the very best of pies: it was the very worst of pies.Veal and ham pie, best described as a long raised meat pie with a row of hard boiled eggs running through the middle, is part and parcel of … Continue reading
Early days for early walks..
Early morning walks with my camera are back in my routine. That is to say that I have done it once this summer. Being as it is only the second day of summer this unique outing still rejoices in the title of … Continue reading
Je mange bien tous les jours ……a further episode in which the duck gets it.
Being born a duck is amongst the shortest straws to be drawn in the creation stakes. There you are, a handsome beast, or babe, with a cool beak, great coloured feathers, top swimmer, ace diver and aerobatic ace: but, and … Continue reading