Pop over to my other glamorous blog and enter into the romantic, yet extremely practical world of Stephenson Lifestyle. It is very much under construction, but it may yield some handy hints of a pinkish sort of nature. It may fizzle out in a week, but we'll see about that too.
Oh, now this has me intrigued....the almond croissant is one of my favourite foods. When I am in Montreal I have to sample them at many different cafe's to see which is the best.....
ReplyDeleteI'm glad you said that, Raz, because our NEW local Valerie's has the best, biggest A.C.'s you could ever wish for. I'm going to feature them soon, along with a chart of weight-gain in the area since they opened.
ReplyDeleteLooks nice. Don't eat cake that much but I like almonds. I have made a comment over on glam blog.
ReplyDeleteI know you have Molly. I think you posted them in the wrong order. You can get forgiveness by being my second follower - it will pay dividends in the long run.
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ReplyDeleteI've been catching up with your posts Mr Tom (Hugely impressed with snow post regardless of unfortunate events!)
I'm off to see lifestyle blog now but before I go, can I ask about your header picture, is it significant to you or just a pic you found and liked, hope you don't mind me asking? xxx
Hello Sarah. I picked up a WW2 government pamphlet of Bomber Command, and found that picture of a crew in it. I'm pretty sure that the man peeping out from behind the 'P' is my father, who was a gunner. Somewhere way back in my posts there is another picture of him. He crash landed in Kent, but survived the terrible wreckage. He was tail-gunner, and only the tail-plane survived the impact. Then he was poisoned by a German spy in London, but survived that too!
ReplyDeleteI often think when watching documentaries, if anyone is sitting watching and recognises a family member from the images they show. I never knew my 'real' Grandad, he was in the RAF and killed, I look at any of the RAF footage and think that might be him!
ReplyDeleteYour Dad had some lucky escapes there Tom, wasn't luck to be part of that war but you know what I mean.
I do know what you mean. If it weren't for that 'luck', you might not be talking to me now! I never knew my grand parents either.
ReplyDeleteAnd here I thought you were about to offer all of us a delicious croissant. Well then. I guess I'll just go check out that other blog instead. But really, I could've used a croissant.
ReplyDeleteIt would be stale by the time it reached you, Carolina, but these blogs of mine are always fresher than fresh! (apart from the ones you leave in a dark computor and forget for a few weeks)
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