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musings from the everyday, somedays

When I was young my parent's house back onto bushland. This meant that the shortage of neighbours was more than offset by the availability of firewood.

Often on a weekend we would have a barbeque for lunch (generally on a Sunday, Saturday was golf day). Standard fare was steak, sausages, tossed gr...

One dessert I can distinctly recall from my childhood is bread and butter pudding. The best bits were the bread that had sat on top of the baking custard - they had the flavour of the custard but a more substantial texture because they had been on top. The sultanas were acceptable, but optional in m...