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Burnt Rose
Jan. 28th, 2012 09:34 pmHave you ever heard tell of a 'mandle', f-list? My mother went out for coffee this morning, and while she was waiting for her friend, she eavesdropped on the people at the table next door. As you do. 'They were talking about fruit,' she said. 'One was saying how many nectarines she'd got off her tree and the other one said she'd had some great mandles. Then Val arrived and I didn't get to find out what a mandle was.'
I don't know what a mandle is either. And I've tried searching for it as 'mandle' and 'mandal' and as many other variations as I can think of and I've still got no idea. Personally, I think my mother will benefit from that free hearing test she's entitled to. I can't think what word she misheard, though. Mandarin? Bramble? Apple?
Still no more camels on the beach. This is the end of the tourist season, so I think I've missed getting a photo of them. This morning there were little pavilions set up at one end of the beach. Reading the paper when I got home, I found the pavilions were part of the statewide nipper competition that's on today (nippers being junior lifesavers). Seven hundred children on one little beach, ready to save lives. That's reassuring.
Up the other end of the beach was one of those boot camp groups. I would rather gnaw my own arm off than do that, but I have to admit it wasn't as awful as I imagined. The guy running it was just calling instructions – 'Run!' or 'Turn!' or whatever – not actually shouting at individuals. It was more like a PE lesson than an army drill, but that's still not my idea of fun.
For my walks, I have purchased a Jimi wallet, so I can drive to the beach with my licence and money for the papers on the way home, without bothering with a bag or worrying about them being loose in my pocket. I got the ruby one. I am delighted with my purchase.
I am currently watching my first ever episode of CSI: Miami. I can't decide if David Caruso is deliberately making his performance hilarious or not.
I don't know what a mandle is either. And I've tried searching for it as 'mandle' and 'mandal' and as many other variations as I can think of and I've still got no idea. Personally, I think my mother will benefit from that free hearing test she's entitled to. I can't think what word she misheard, though. Mandarin? Bramble? Apple?
Still no more camels on the beach. This is the end of the tourist season, so I think I've missed getting a photo of them. This morning there were little pavilions set up at one end of the beach. Reading the paper when I got home, I found the pavilions were part of the statewide nipper competition that's on today (nippers being junior lifesavers). Seven hundred children on one little beach, ready to save lives. That's reassuring.
Up the other end of the beach was one of those boot camp groups. I would rather gnaw my own arm off than do that, but I have to admit it wasn't as awful as I imagined. The guy running it was just calling instructions – 'Run!' or 'Turn!' or whatever – not actually shouting at individuals. It was more like a PE lesson than an army drill, but that's still not my idea of fun.
For my walks, I have purchased a Jimi wallet, so I can drive to the beach with my licence and money for the papers on the way home, without bothering with a bag or worrying about them being loose in my pocket. I got the ruby one. I am delighted with my purchase.
I am currently watching my first ever episode of CSI: Miami. I can't decide if David Caruso is deliberately making his performance hilarious or not.