Guests

Easter is a time of gathering with friends and family or puddling about at home fixing up the garden or the house...here is a photo of cousin Joe who has come to visit..he looks twice his size because he is trying to make Tweetie notice him....which she steadfastly refuses to do....as you can see here....

Back to back they faced each other....etc...

Cousin Hoss is here too....and he dearly wishes I would take him for a walk....

But I am about to participate in a Readathing on Librarything......

and read some more of Su Tong's Boat to Redemption

...and then figure out what to do with the fruits of our harvest......

Maybe tonight Hoss, when I feel sufficiently guilty about the amount of chocolate consumed....

Happy Easter in blogland everyone!!!!

ReadaThing

Here's a bad photo of me kicking off the ReadaThing at Avid Reader in West End yesterday.  That's what happens when you have to take a photo of yourself, by yourself, with your mobile phone - all the time worrying that the people sitting beside you think this is the most overblown case of narcissim they have ever witnessed - either that or sheer insanity!!  Ah - the things we do for social networking....

I chose to read The Passage by Justin Cronin - a futuristic vampire tale - which is a monster of a book at over 700 pages!!

And what a monster of an election!!  There will be a few pollies with sore heads this week I imagine.  Except for Bob Brown of course.  That smile won't come off his face for a while :)  A Greenslide indeed.

I've never seen such long queues outside polling booths .....and Bel voted for the first time bless her!

New culinary territory was explored in honour of the marginal election dinner party hosted for John and Julie - lamb, harissa and chickpea casserole....I've never used harissa paste before and it was a bit tricky to track down.....I should probably make my own in future instead of paying outlandish prices at the local wonderful but expensive gourmet deli. 

The upside down apple tartin was a big hit too with lashings of whipped cream.  There's nothing like baked apple to make you feel loved.  Quick! Give some to poor Maxine....