Sunday, 27 September 2009
Things I've Found In English Pockets
Conkers. These get terribly crinkly in the wash and lose all of their shinyness.
Lavender’s blue, dilly dilly, which the boys pick whenever they see it and put it into their pockets and mine. It smells beautiful. The lavender is mostly all done now, and leaves are starting to fall. We don't see blackberries on the bushes any more (maybe we've eaten them all?)
Sand. Comes of wearing long “trousers” to the beach. (Whenever I say “Pants”, English people snicker. Pants are underwear, apparently. And a “Trunk” is not a Boot. Terribly confusing.)
Pound coins! Haha! I get rich. People wonder where their allowance went to. Sam is reading over my shoulder, so now he knows….
Maltesers wrappers. Sam says that’s how it’s spelt. Oh, sorry, Sam, “Spelled”. Apparently “Spelt” is a flour. Go away and stop editing over my shoulder, you!
Because I said so!
Where was I? Pebbles and shells.
Keys for bike locks and front door.
Fuzz. There appears to be more lint in England than in Trinidad. Any theories as to why?
And there you have it. Very different pocket contents! And a very different lifestyle. I am sitting at the kitchen window on the bench, behind the kitchen table, y'know the one. My back against the wall and a cup of tea... And Sharon and Jamie on Skype!
Sean and Chas have gone out on bikes, exploring. Sam and Max are jumping on the trampoline. The sun is shining, cool breeze.
What's in your pockets, internetties?
Oh, and P.S., We have been buying INGREDIENTS and Sam is all geared up to start making cakes. He needs some more great recipes on Rainforest Information, please! (we should change the name to rainforest information, poetry, and recipes. Chas is peeved and says Sam had better get his OWN blog!)