Social media

Just a very few words:  Give up social media if you know what’s good for you, for others and for the planet.  How about a few little hashtags too:


You know it makes sense not to be on that all day.



A little blog post I made earlier, all about the lovely summer carnivorous, flappy round the drinkies, don’t touch me I’m busy: WASPS!!!   Here’s the educational bit:  Around 125 million years ago when flowering plants evolved, some wasps found nectar and pollen and switched to a vegetarian diet.  These were the descendants of our beloved:  BEES.

Well, some bees still look very wasp like, and by the way wasps are good guys too you know.  I’ll hear none of this “Bees are good, wasps are bad” crap.  With their quick action to the call of Security! and eating vegetation pests, they are all like: “Clean up on aisle three” Along with bees, they are another vital part of our delicate, wonderfully complex, fascinating ecosystem, so please don’t waste their life and harm them.

I can still hear the cry of “Vasps!” from our Dutch friends in my minds eye, bless ’em with their flappy, flappy, flip flops in the garden being chased by an imaginary dragon.


Here’s the French bit:

Wasp = Guêpe

Bee = Abeille


Outside memory stick

Let’s face it, I use this blog not so much to share with the world and all who sail on her as you would think, but there’s a little bit more of this being used as an outside memory stick.  To put things down (was just about to type “on paper”) so to speak.  You see, not only might I bump my noggin one day in the garden weeding or when prancing about belly dancing in the lounge laughing, but maybe being my outspoken self {{{giggles}}} when some (we won’t use expletives so early in the morning) might take it on themselves to bash me on the noggin believing their stressful thoughts about me or because of their own unmet needs as they might feel obliged to be a violent (and again we won’t use expletives so early in the morning) and to be honest I bloody well pity the buggers.  

So maybe this blog is a bit like for future reference, saving my ideas… oh geez, I was so close to using that four letter swear word @?!#!~ BANK ~@?!#!  

Oh wait:  “Why share?”  Well let’s face it not many are reading this, but still:  The World needs random kindness words, vegan recipes, peaceful thoughts shared etc and the like… regardless!  For the most part this is semi anonymous and is semi log book, semi how~to that you can pick up or put down at leisure.  Will anyone read it?  I just did (as I wrote it).  It was okay, I liked what I typed and who I am to judge thoughts that are like flying insects that land where they will.  I do however work at being kind, not only to others, but also to myself and I recommend that to anyone as a good life to practice, practice, practice that kindness and compassion.  We can all get angry, upset seeing the unkind and the uncompassionate, but we might be them if we don’t question our thoughts.

Basically, don’t just “Get a life” but “Get into being a kind life and live out that adventure, practising kindness to the very end!”

a kind life.


The French translation bit:

Une = A

Vie = Life

Compatissante = Compassionate



If you didn’t already know:  Concombre is French for cucumber. 

cuSo now for a sort of super, super quick recipe for hot food using concombre:

Ingredients:  1/2 cucumber, a dash of nice veggie oil, some button mushrooms, dry noodles, a green OXO and clean water (something a lot of us very often take for granted).

Equipment:  Smallish saucepan, something to boil the water in, something to stir, a grater and a hungry tummy.

How:  Well, firstly into a smallish saucepan add a dash of nice veggie oil and fry some clean, but not wet button size mushrooms and while they’re doing their thing, put the kettle on (or something to boil water), grate half a concombre (put to one side) and when you hear a sort of squeaking sound when you stir the mushrooms and they have a nice golden tan to them, pour the grated concombre into the little saucepan and stir.  Then place the dry noodles on top and pour in enough boiling water to cover and let the noodles become softened, then stir in a green OXO or similar.


On the chin

Chin in French sounds like sheep, but with a shorter O sounding less mooo and with an N in the middle.

          Sheep “mooton”         Chin “monton”                          
 Spelling sheep = mouton, and chin = menton.


Here’s a random happy word for you:  Runcation.  The original meaning of the word apparently was the act of weeding, but nowadays in America it’s the mix of Running and Vacation.  Ooo, here’s a thought:  What if someone had a holiday running round a field of weeds in these, surely that would satisfy both meanings, right?