Thursday, 4 April 2013

Becoming Achilles and Other Bits.

You remember I got a thorn in my heel the other day, and prodded it unsuccessfully with a pin until it bled? It still hurts, and now I’ve got a second one to go with it. I wonder where they come from. Have I offended a Trojan at some time?

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When I go to the checkout at the supermarket, I choose the cashier carefully. I don’t go for the smartest, or the prettiest, or the best conversationalist. I go for the one with the best energy. You can see it through the posture as they sit there, and feel it through the eyes and the relaxed, natural smile that is far removed from the manufactured sort they encourage in Supermarket Cashier School.

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The oldest building in Ashbourne is a Tudor structure that fronts the bottom part of the old market place. It’s a restaurant now that doesn’t open during the day, but there’s often a West Highland Terrier sitting in the window, watching the world go by. People stop and point at him and smile, and it seems to give everybody a lift.

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That heroic little crocus has just about survived the snow, persistent east wind, and freezing nights. Still no daffodils, though. The weather is set to turn warmer, but wet and windy, at the weekend. Alliteration seems to follow me around these days.

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I’d like to try Turkish coffee, but I don’t know where to get some from.

5 comments:

Sara said...

You can just take very finely ground coffee and cook it the way we do. Which is like this: http://www.wikihow.com/Make-Turkish-Coffee

I've only ever had them when it would have been rude to refuse. They're far too strong for me; when I used to drink coffee, it was always very light.

JJ Beazley said...

I thought it might come in a packet with 'Turkish' on the front. The word 'cook' tends to put me off things, but I'll take a look. Thank you for the link.

Sara said...

Well, 'brew.' How's that?

Sara said...

I know I've been in Turkey too long when I use 'cook' instead of 'brew.' It's really influencing my speech and writing.

JJ Beazley said...

But I bet it involves a saucepan. Saucepans frighten me.