" Rock Buns Is For Bairns "

I was raised on rock buns and hated them. I know they sound like a figment of my overactive imagination but they are very real and somewhere in the U.K. at this moment a small child is being offered a rock bun and is too polite to say no.
So to ease all of your minds, for I know this is of great concern to everyone, here is the recipe for rock buns. I dare Hannah to make them for the Mercuries!

8 oz. flour
baking powder
4oz. sugar
4oz. butter
3oz. currants
1oz. mixed peel
1 egg
a little milk

Mix flour and sugar in bowl. Rub in butter. Mix in currants and peel. Mix to a stiff dough with egg and milk. Place in rough heaps on a greased baking sheet. Bake at 400 F for 20 minutes.

There they are in all their lusciousness: Rock Buns!
I haven't eaten one in 40 years and I am not about to now but they may make an appearance at the GeordieFest. We'll see.

Aquarius

We are off on an adventure this Wednesday. We are driving up the St.Lawrence to see a sailboat. She is called Aquarius and is a little Grampian made in Oakville many years ago by a Scotsman. I have been an admirer of Grampians for a while and this one appeared out of the blue. The price is right, the boat is right, are we right? That is the only question. Neither one of us is a sailor though it is never too late to learn. She would live just to the north of us in Soldier's Bay if she joined the family. Once we got our lake legs we could take her down to the County or up to Kingston or the best yet, watch the Air Show from the poop deck! I have photos of her but I don't know how to get them on the Blog. My tech support is out at the moment but as soon as I can I will put them out there. Wish us luck!!

The New Way

Well we have thrown ourselves into the fray. As of May 13 there will be no television at 63 Victoria St. All winter long there have been rumbles and grumbles about the crap that passes for programming. Now that Rogers has taken over we will pay more money for the pleasure of watching trash. Ever the one to gallop off where angels fear to tread, I consulted with His Nibs and suggested we become a telly free zone for the summer. Just to try it out. H.N. said sure why not, so off I went to Rogers and cancelled the buggar! Bear in mind H.N. bought himself a great big walloper of a new t.v. as a retirement prezzy! So it's time to rummage among the many dvd's that take up room.
We really don't have to watch a screen at all. We could read a book or two which we do all the time (the library is scarcely far!) The garden beckons and there is always a plant or two in need of attention. We could even watch Kathleen try to catch something. She did once. It was a chipmunk of course. They seem to walk into danger, those things. They certainly don't run from it. We might listen to music of an evening, or fill up the photo albums or sketch books. Or just sit on the porch and watch the world go by. That's what old people used to do. That and bake rock buns for the bairns. I see a whole new world before me, for a while anyway.