Monday, 28 November 2011

Pike's Quest: Perhaps one of my finer moments.

Pike's Quest: Perhaps one of my finer moments.:

My last Pike Post was a glum affair, full of misery, flu and self pity (and a little bit of embarrassment – OK, a LOT of embarrassment). ...

Friday, 25 November 2011

Christmas dinner

Dear World,

I've had to take a day off work due to feeling like my head will explode and having what feels like a combine harvester rolling around the back of my throat. I don't like it. 

I would rather have sick days when I'm not unwell, so I could get something done on the writing front, but that never happens, dammit: I'm too honest. Just writing this blog entry is causing the room to spin, so it's a short one (entry, that is, the spinning will have to sort itself out). But before I go, can anyone tell me: what is a traditional Christmas dinner in the USA? This is a serious question, by the way.

All the turkeys will have been eaten at Thanksgiving, and there are probably only two left in the entire USA, courtesy of the Presidential pardon. Hmm, I suppose naming them Liberty and Peace was preferable to calling them Roast and Fricassee!  

So what is the USA's Christmas meal of choice?  

Maybe, after all that indulgence and feasting on turkey meat in November, everyone indulges on Christmas day with a feast of freshly grown vegetables, direct from the pizza plantations of North America! 

On the subject of turkeys, there seem to be  few in central government for whom the British public may be less inclined to offer pardons.

See that? I feel so bad that I've strayed into political comment!

Tuesday, 8 November 2011

Pike's Quest: If you bought a copy ...

Pike's Quest: If you bought a copy ...: ... you need to read this. So, my writing weekend in Wales went very well. Far from being wet I was bathed in glorious sunshine. ...

Thursday, 3 November 2011

Wet weekend in Wales

This weekend sees me heading off to Wales for a weekend of writing and relaxation. I shall be in a chalet just above Dylan Thomas's boathouse - one of my most favourite locations ever. I just hope I am not too hypnotised by the view of the Taff Estuary - it's so magical I find it hard not to just stand there in any weather, sighing the name of the village: "Laugharne..."

It's pronounced Lahhhhharn, by the way.