|So that's where my eye liner went!|
This week I had a very strange experience of a screwing nature which has left me deeply perplexed. I had just sat down to a steaming hot bowl of freshly cooked wholemeal spaghetti (yes Alice, the brown stuff), topped with a home made sauce of tomatoes, garlic, mushrooms, olives and anchovies when I instantly encountered a major problem. A real foodie dilemma. Screw as I would the pasta just would not curl lovingly aroung my fork en route to my mouth.
|The spaghetti harvest in full swing,.|
|View from bathroom window at the Chateau|
|The nasturtiums have done well beside the cave this year.|
|Geordie pondering the meaning of life and what sort of a thread he's got.|