Rats

Rats, at least I think so. This is the only one sampled so hopefully the rest will be left alone.





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Butternut (great name for a pumpkin) growing randomly along my fence line. I love the way these guys make themselves at home.

What does 'Love' mean?

The Queensland Taxi Council produces a bi monthly magazine called The Taxi magazine and towards the back of the mag they always find all sorts of interesting thing to share, here's an example.


Touching words from the mouths of young children

What does 'Love' mean?

A group of professional people posed this question to a group of 4 to 8-year-olds, 'What does 'love' mean?'
The answers they got were broader and deeper than anyone could have imagined.

* "When my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn't bend over and paint her toenails anymore. So my grandfather does it for her all the time, even when his hands got arthritis too. That's love" Rebecca, age 8

* "When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different. You just know your name is safe in their mouth." Billy, age 4

* "Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts on shaving cologne and they go out and smell each other." Karl, age 5

* "Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of your French fries without making them give you any of theirs." Chrissie, age 6

* "Love is what makes you smile when you're tired." Terrie, age 4

* "Love is when my mummy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a sip before giving it to him, to make sure the taste is OK." Danny, age 7

* "Love is when you kiss all the time. Then when you get tired of kissing, you still want to be together and you talk more. My mummy and daddy are like that. They look gross when they kiss." Emily, age 8

* "Love is what's in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening presents and listen." Bobby, age 7

* "If you want to learn to love better, you should start with a friend who you hate." Nikka, age 6

* "Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it everyday." Noelle, age 7

* "Love is like a little old woman and a little old man who are still friends even after they know each other so well." Tommy, age 6

* "My mummy loves me more than anybody. You don't see anyone else kissing me to sleep at night." Clare, age 6

* "Love is when mummy gives daddy the best piece of chicken." Elaine, age 5

* "Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone all day." Mary Ann, age 4

* "I know my older sister loves me because she gives me all her older clothes and has to go out and buy new ones." Lauren, age 4

* "When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up an down and little sters come out of you." Karen, age 7

* "Love is when mummy sees daddy on the toilet and she doesn't think it's gross." Mark, age 6

* "You really shouldn't say 'I love you' unless you mean it. But if you mean it, you should say it a lot. People forget." jessica, age 8

Watch this space #1

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What's he up to now, I hear you ask.

All will be reveled, as soon as they poke their little heads above the soil.

Cheers
Hope you have a great day.

Highly recommended #2

Pommes Dauphine
French for Potato bake only better.

The book is a Christmas present and since I have an abundance of Pommes (pink eyes to the rescue again) I decided to give Pommes Dauphine a try and it turned out the best potato bake I've had, seconded and thirded by wife and daughter.

Btw not a bad cookbook either.

Ingredents

1 clove garlic peeled and crushed with the flat of a knife
30g butter
1kg potatoes, peeled (I left my skin on) and thinly sliced
140ml single cream
Salt and Pepper
180g grated Comte or Gruyere cheese
90g butter cut into very small dice (not easy)

1/ Preheat the oven to 200c. Rub the bottom and sides of a heavy baking dish with the crushed clove of garlic. Grease the bottom and sides liberally with butter. Use a dish that can also be employed as a serving dish.

2/ Spread half of the potato slices in the bottom of the dish, sprinkle with half the cheese, salt and pepper and dot with half the butter dice. Top with the remaining slices of potato, neatly arranged. Sprinkle with the remaining cheese, salt, pepper and butter.

3/Pour the cream into the side of the dish around the potatoes.

4/ Cook in the top part of the oven for 30-40 minutes (mine took 60 min), or until the potatoes are tender and the top is nicely browned.
Serve immediately.

Highly recommended #1

Planting corn after broad beans.

I read about planting corn in between broad beans early last year and decided to give it a go.

Having never grown broad beans before I wasn't sure what to expect so I prepared the soil with aged horse manure and compost and planted the beans which grew really well and gave me a nice crop of broad beans.

Next after the broad beans were finished I removed the above ground parts and left the nitrogen rich roots in place.
I didn't turn the soil I just loosened it a bit and planted my corn seed directly into the soil between where the beans plants were and after 3 mts my corn is ready and probably the healthiest crop I've ever grown.

Now I used corn here because it is a high user of nitrogen which the broad beans seem exceptionally good at fixing to their roots and as they say the proof is in the eating(pudding)

Happy New Year World.

A priest and a taxi driver both died and went to heaven. St. Peter was at the Pearly gates waiting for them.
'Come with me', said St. Peter to the taxi driver.
The taxi driver did as he was told and followed St. Peter to a mansion. It had anything you could imagine from a bowling alley to an Olympic size pool.
'Wow, thank you', said the taxi driver.
Next, St. Peter led the priest to a rugged old shack with a bunk bed and a little old television set.
'Wait, I think you are a little mixed up', said the priest. 'Shouldn't I be the one who gets the mansion? After all I was a priest, went to church every day, and preached God's word.'
'Yes, that's true. But during your sermons people slept. When the taxi driver drove, everyone prayed.'