Agreeing to Disagree.

There are many things in this world, about which Gom and I agree to disagree.

One of the current disagreements, is whether or not politician's bedroom lives concern any of us.
Surely it is none of the general public's business what, or who a politician decides to bed. well, perhaps 'what' might be a bit of a worry

A Politician has just publicly 'fallen on his sword' to use an unfortunate euphemism perhaps, to declare his resignation before all & sundry. The cause is an extra marital affair. This, he has admitted also, terming it a 'wrong personal choice'.

I am sure his wife ~who has made some 'wrong personal choices' in her very public political life, ~has been wounded by the whole affair.

My view is, it is nothing to do with his performance in his political capacity. As to his performance in any other capacity, well, I could not care less.
Of course the salacious details are being drip fed to the public, via the ever greedy media.

No doubt they will say they are performing a public duty to our benefit. The other half of the wrong personal choice, blew the whistle to the media, claiming she feels a fool, and can now not understand why she was ever 'fooled' by the Politician. I say it takes two to tango, and I also say, if she feels such a fool why is she gouging and stabbing cruelly, at this man's reputation, now that it is exposed, at her deliberate revelation, to media.

Some fatuous media twat twit asked the man in question if he thought he had been 'set up?" WTF?? I am sure no one but himself could have placed his member where it should not have been?

I felt a measure of pity for the man, standing with his head held high, admitting his dismal choices. I still say however, it is not a matter for resignation. Last time I looked it was not illegal to commit adultery. Foolish maybe, but not illegal!

I felt a measure of pity for the 'duped' woman, but feel she should not be claiming to have been misled or whatever her excuse is, for laying herself open to the 'wrong choice.' She was well aware he was married.
She is claiming she feels so stupid, she wants to remain anonymous.

I would like to take a wild guess, as to how long she will actually remain anon.
How long it will be before she is 'persuaded' by some media hound, that it is her 'duty' to reveal herself. She is obviously proud of herself on some level. Why else cause such a ruckus.

I detest hypocritical protestations about actions of Politicians when caught with their clay appendages hanging out! I am sure 60% of all people wish they could do the same.

As our son is apt to say, "People are no damn good!"

OK ranting suit off.
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Goodness me! What do we have here?

This is a Pork Pot Pie which I make from time to time. I often use mashed potato for the top, if I can find the instant mash in the pantry.

The following is the recipe if anyone is interested.
2 TBSP Olive Oil
500 grm minced pork- or any other meat of your choice I guess.
2 leeks sliced.
2 cloves of crushed garlic
4 sprigs of thyme~ this is not possible if the Garden Vandal has killed said thyme.
1 large parsnip chopped finely ~ this is so Goms dont recognize it as parsnip!
1TBSP of flour
1 3/4 cups of chicken stock or whatever the hell type of stock you prefer.
A generous slurp of Dark Soya Sauce, - I like the one with Mushroom.
Preheat oven to 200c.
Heat oil in large pan.
Add leeks garlic thyme & mince & cook for 5 minutes stirring to break up the minced meat, until browned.
Add flour & cook for 2-3 minutes.
Add stock stirring well until thickened.
Add the soy sauce, it is optional.

Spoon mix into pots or dishes, or if you dont have individual dishes, just plop it into a dish to fit.
Either mix up real or instant mashed potatoes to cover the tops/ top.
Sprinkle generously with Parmesan cheese.
I use pastry if I am feeling lazy. Either way, Gom loves this meal, & served with some green salad with tomatoes it makes a nice change.
I try to make some to freeze, but they never make it to the freezer.

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Minding my own business, poking about in my garden, taking random pics, to pad out the blog.



I find these Strelitzia very mysterious. The purple mixed with the orange, & tinge of blue make a lovely combination for quilting.

On I go, around to the front, where a very sad, miserable little Azalea struggles to survive the horrible stoney clay ground.

It is attacked by the lace beetle thingy that get Azaleas. I am always amazed when it manages to produce some flowers.


More Bird of Paradise. Exotic is how I see them.

As I venture out onto the verge just off our actual property, I am accosted.

Well perhaps accosted in not the right word.

I am approached by a strange little female holding some rather mashed looking Jasmine flower vine.

'Excuse me. Could I ask you something?'

I feel my hackles rising, my warning radar begins to buzz.

'This is not GOD is it?'

'Why yes, it is!'

Why do these people feel the need to try to inflict their beliefs upon me! GRRR.

This is NOT god!

I suppose if you need a god or feel there is a god, a flower is as good a place to seek or find it.

My quiet commune with my pitifully few flowers was quite spoilt.

I retreated inside feeling very disgruntled.

'What's wrong?' says Gom stretched out on the sunlounger.

'Godsquadder' says M.

'Ahh'. It is one of the things we do agree about!

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I would just add, I do not wish to offend any of my friends who do 'believe'. It is just that I dont, nor do I wish to, but nor do I wish to interfere with their beliefs, or try to convince them of my thoughts.

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Has anyone else noticed how the blog search thingy does not work anymore? I have been trying to locate a recipe I posted, and it just wont play nice with me!