Tuesday, May 24, 2022

HEAR YE! HEAR YE! HEAR YE!






 

Perhaps I should apply for a job as a Town Crier.  Hehehehehe!  That’s not as silly as it sounds.  There’s a lot to shriek about nowadays.  All too soon, before I could say “Jack Robinson” I’d have a very raw, sore throat, and be out of a job.  Who was Jack Robinson, anyway?  Very little is known about him.

It’s a wonder the un-woke “woke” mob hasn’t tried to change “Hehehehehe!”, to “Shesheshesheshe!”,…or,  perhaps, “Theytheytheytheythey!” 

 If I want to talk about Jack, the bloke down the road, (not Jack Robinson) I’m going to say “he”, “him” or “his”, not “they”. “their”, or “them”.  If I talk about Jack and his wife, Jill, I’ll say “them”.   When referring to singular Jack, he shall remain “he”. When referring to Jill, she shall remain “she” etc. They’ve no need to worry.  I…singular, single me…won’t be talking about he, him, she, her, or them.  Jack was single until he married Jill. She was single, too. They’ve stuck together, despite the fateful day when he fell down the hill, and she tumbled soon thereafter.

The noun “people” is the plural of “person”.  If I (“I”, being the nominative singular pronoun used by me, in reference to me, who happens to be a “herself”) refer to Jack, I aka me won’t refer to him as “people”, but as a “person” because that is what he is…a singular person, not a people…married though he may be!  

When together he (Jack as a singular person) and Jill (a singular female person) are people; a pair (not a pear), a duo…like two peas in a pod…e,g two peas one pod.

As for Jack and Jill, they have no need to worry.  I won’t talk any further about them.  My lips shall remain sealed. I have two lips.  Sometimes I put lipstick on them.

Take note…when I talk about myself, I’m not going to refer to me as “they, them, or their”.

That’s all folks (plural).  Today’s English Grammar lesson is at an end.

When I woke this morning at a very early hour I did question myself why I’d woken before the kookaburras.  They, the kookas, of which there were a few (a few is more than two), in between laughing loudly in unison, were counting their many chickens before they hatched.  I asked my two furry, yet beard-less bed mates why I’d woken up so early.  They were asking similar of me.  Calm down! Move along!  There is nothing to see here.  A ménage à trois is not a pastime in which I indulge. Also, take note, there is no possibility such a pastime will be happening any time soon, and not later down the track, either!  I’m referring to my two cats. 

By the way, I’m considering putting on a performance of “Cats”.  I’m always covered in enough fur to enable me to star on stage alongside my two furred friends!  I’ll let you know when the tickets go on sale.  While learning the words to the melodic songs we often pause to practice our dance steps.  I’ve just about got my miaows down pat, too. So much so, Puss in Boots would be jealous. 

These days “Town Crier” takes on a different connotation. Without a doubt, I’d qualify for the job. Tears flow freely…the cause being never-ending bad news.  Daily we drown in the deluges of heartbreaking, disturbing news, and barrel loads of stupidity being dumped on our virtual doorsteps.

When will it all end?  If history is a guideline, I fear the answer is “never”.  I wish this wasn’t so.

The time has come…me, myself and I am off to have my lunch.  Correction, I, myself, me, and my two furry mates are going to have our lunch…they and me. Mememememe, hehehehehe and shesheshesheshe…we three…the Three Musketeers!

After lunch, while my two cats nap, I’m going to have a catnap. Napkins put aside, the three of us will be napping.

Pea Soup: Heat 1tbs olive oil over med-heat. Add 1tsp cumin, 1tsp  coriander, 1 chopped onion, and salt; sauté 5mins. Add 3 minced garlic cloves, 2 thinly slice celery stalks, 6 or 7 peeled, cubed potatoes; season to taste; cook, stirring, 5mins. Add juice of 1/2 lemon; let it absorb 1min; then pour in 4c vegetable broth or water. Bring to a boil; lower heat to simmer; cook, covered, until potatoes are tender, 10 to 15mins. Add 500g frozen peas, and 4c spinach; stir until spinach wilts. Transfer 1 ½ cups of soup to blender; blend until creamy. Return blended soup to pot. Adjust seasonings.

Pea Fritters: Boil 3c frozen peas for 4mins; drain. Add 1-1/2c S.R. flour, 3 eggs, 1 finely chopped onion and half the peas to processor; pulse until combined. Fold through the remaining peas, 1/3c crumbled feta and 2tbs chopped parsley; season. Fry tablespoons of mixture in a little oil for approx 2mins per side, until golden. 

Pear Cake: Grease and line base of 20cm spring-form tin. Preheat oven 180C. Whisk until creamy and smooth, 200g S.R. flour, 200g caster sugar, 200g softened butter, 4 eggs, 1tsp baking powder and 2tbs milk. Transfer to cake tin. Arrange 3 peeled, cored and thinly sliced pears on top in a circular design, fitting snugly. Sprinkle 3tbs flaked almonds and 1tbs caster sugar on top. Bake 55-60 mins. Cool in tin 30 mins. Chantilly Cream (optional); whisk 50ml cream, 1tbs icing sugar and vanilla until thickened and soft peaks form. Remove cake from tin; place on serving plate; dust with a little icing sugar. Cut into wedges; serve with a dollop of Chantilly cream (if using).  

 

 


22 comments:

  1. Enjoy your lunch and your nap.

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    1. Hi EC...It's difficult to enjoy much these days. So much heartache...everywhere. And, having just heard the latest news about the shooting at a school in Texas, where, at this point in time, 18 children and 2 adults have been killed....I think I will bury my head under the covers and stay there!

      Thanks for coming by...take care.

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  2. The pea soup looks very tempting! As for bad news, there isn't much we can do except 'burry our head under the covers'.

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    1. G'Day, DUTA...Yes...under the covers is the best place to be lately. I'd rather be weighed down by them than by the continuous bad news.

      Thanks for coming by...take good care. :)

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  3. I once took part in a performance of Cats, it was supposed to be video taped by an audience member so we could all have a copy later, but that didn't happen for some reason. We should get together and do an elderly version, where the cats just lay around napping and occasionally stretching.

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    1. Hahahahahaha! Count me in, River! We'd have them begging for encores! :)

      Thanks for the laugh...I needed it...and thanks for coming by. Take good care. :)

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  4. You know I really fancy some pea soup. I have a packet of peas waiting to be cooked too. I could do it so easily.... if I was only at home . Ah well, it'll have to wait. At least I'm not looking at the news.

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    1. G'day, Jenny. The best thing nowadays is to not look at the news. I'm certainly doing my best not to do so. It's not only mostly bad but oh, so, repetitious. We have to force ourselves to look on the bright side...to find the bright side of things, no matter how difficult that may be.

      Take good care...thanks for coming by. :)

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  5. As always (when intended) an amusing and interesting diversion from the unpleasantness of life, the universe and everything.

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    1. Thanks, Graham...that is what I was endeavouring to achieve. I think we all need some humour these days. It is scarce in a world full of bad and sad news.

      Take good care...thanks for coming by. :)

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  6. Yum. I want some pea soup and pea fritters and pear cake.

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    1. It appears the pea soup has hit the spot with many! :)

      Thanks for coming by, Sandra...take good care. :)

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  7. Once we used to have a few Kookaburras come to our clothesline and they would swoop to take my goldfish, they only succeeded once. I do like their laughing but don't know about every morning though...since houses are now built behind us they don't come anymore.

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    1. Hi Margaret...my family of kookas hang around here every day. I love them. And, I'm now about to put out the meat scraps from cutting up Remy and Shama's dinner...for the birds. I love having the kookaburras, magpies, butcher birds and currawongs around. Their songs brighten my days. :)

      Thanks for coming by...take good care. :)

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  8. Woke my ass...sorry for my language sweet lady but they aren't Woke in the least little bit!
    I don't think I'm liking this "new world"!
    hughugs
    Donna

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    1. I'm with you, Donna....and no need to apologise...I say similar, in stronger terms! :)

      I'm not liking this "new world", either. It impresses me not.

      Thanks for coming by...take good care. :)

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  9. I am so glad you agree that all this non-language is such nonsense, Lee. I hardy watch the news and certainly do not need people telling me how they want everyone to use the "new" language. And don't even get me started on non-gender and non-binary. It's all a bunch of crock (not top use a word to describe what I really think).

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  10. I'm with you, too, Beatrice. I'm sick and tired of all the current nonsense! And "crock" is not the word I use, either! lol It's all so damned ridiculous. And, like you, also, I've really cut down on watching the news bulletins. I've more interesting, and better things to do with my time.

    If my feelings towards it all makes me old-fashioned, I care not a bit!

    Thanks for coming by...take good care. :)

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  11. You know you're with the majority, at least in this country, who believe the country is headed in the wrong direction. You should make a Tik Tok video with your cats. Dog and cat videos are popular. My wife makes corn fritters but I've never heard of pea fritters. I'd be willing to give them a try. I know I would try the pea soup.

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    1. Hi, Dave. I think the world over is headed in the wrong direction...and very quickly. It's gone past the stage of ridiculous. I've decided to become an ostrich and stick my head in the sand. I've cut down watching the news...I'm fed up with all that is going on everywhere.

      No tik-toking for me, or for my two rascals. :)

      Take good care...thanks for coming by. :)




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  12. You would have made a great English teacher;)

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    1. Hahahahahaha, Sandra! (It was my favourite subject!)

      Thanks for coming by...take good care. :)

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