An onion a day

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June 30, 2017

What goes on tour, stays on tour

I’ve just been to Amsterdam to visit my sister. The older one. She was there on business and given that I am only a short train ride away – 6 hours when on schedule, 16 in practise – I decided to pop down the road …

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June 21, 2017

Leaving for Love

It’s summer solstice, today. Well, because I am so far up North. It’s directly the opposite where I come from, far down South. And so on this longest day of the year I gathered I would finally have enough time to begin. And what better …

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June 21, 2017

Summer Solstice Frittata

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What tickles my fancy? Well, let’s ask each one of my three personalities and see who comes up with the best answer. I’m an Aries, a Dog, and a second-born. I live with order, bent on structure, mastering procrastination. I’m all over the seasons, painting from the palate of Autumn, resisting change. I love water; give me water, my friends, and I’ll be happy. With a splash of whiskey, even better. I love my niece and nephew and all of the beautiful children in my life, as if they were my own. At times, I am certain that they actually are. I love to talk as much as I love to listen, although that all depends on how much water there is with my whiskey.
I love my family. I love the countries and all of the homes that I have lived in, the bars that I have danced on, the streets that I have cycled – tits out an’ all. I love you, and Nina Simone.

I do not like Onions. Not on a plate, not with a mate. Not in a pie, not when I’m high. I do not like any kind of onion, I do not like them, Colleen-Bindi-Susie am I.