Friday, October 21, 2016

Rock 'n Roll, full of sin, die and go to hell!

1950s was an amazing time in every sense.  My parents and all that generation witnessed growth beyond their expectations.

What remains unchanging is fascination with Rock 'n Roll, its beginning and growth.  The following video is about 7 minutes long, but watch some of it and smile. Awesome interjections by preachers and judges.

From YouTube

Do you remember any of this? How old were you then? What did your parents say? 

Wednesday, October 19, 2016

Second Annual Lobster Festival, Murrieta, CA

First Annual Lobster Festival, 2015
Sunday, October 7-9, 2016, marked the Second Annual Lobster Festival in Murrieta, California. It was a rousing success by all, including ourselves.

Where did all those find their way to our community? Murrieta is far as it gets from Maine. Air fare to ship that many lobsters is staggering.

One day of attendance

There were too many lobster vendors to count.  Lobster mac & cheese?  You got it, over there.  Lobster with butter?  Cajun Lobster? Over there, buddy. Lobster gumbo? Same place 

Dig in!
Everywhere.  And, what was impressive, was the huge steam tank into which live lobsters were dumped. And then young men carried tubs of freshly steamed lobster over to the vendors. For more info, please access this site, Web site.

Happy people
Granddaughter Lily was ready for it all.  “Just don’t get in my way…”  Granddaughter Clara was “Ah.  I’ve had enough of it all.”

Somehow a petting zoo was worked into the festivities, and was ringed with children.  Clara’s time finally came.  Clara petted goats, sheep, pigs, chickens—all the usual. Chickens were amazing.  I have never seen a chicken stand quietly, let alone be touched. I believed firmly that those animals had had a dose of sedatives.

Lily returned, saying, “Steer Clara away from here, before she sees…”  the dancing chickens on Hawaiian Dancing Chicken Grill BBQ.

It was too late, Clara was there, sobbing.  “They killed them! They murdered innocent chickens.”

Clara sobbed all the way to the car.

Tuesday, October 18, 2016

Veronica Darling: About Me

Veronica Darling: About Me: Hi! Welcome to my blog, where I write about sewing, crafting, DIY-ing and living in Shanghai! I'm an Australian, living in China's...

You have to check out this site if you sew.  Which I do.  Love this.


Caravan Parks following WW11 were immensely popular.  After a time of rationing and doing-without, a park providing comfortable housing and entertainment along a river or ocean was welcome. Families visited these parks in droves.

An English mystery, George Gently, had an episode that centered around a death in one of these parks.  The time period of this episode was in the late 1960s, when cars were more available, allowing families to drive themselves to all sorts of places.  This particular park was on the down slide.

In Ireland, Hazel and her family had a standing reservation, year after year, at one park...only no murders were part of the holiday experience. While her children and husband enjoyed this park, Hazel was not/is not as woman who sits around tea and gossips.  Mindless conversation is not/was not her interest.

In 1984, our family was traveling around Ireland, Wales, and England.  We spent one week at a simlar camp in Wales.  Compact holiday houses (not caravans) were comfortable with all the facilities available.

Later in 1987, we visited another such park in Ireland, Trabolgan Cork. (You must access that site, by clicking on the underlined words.  You will love the advertisement!). Great times there. Just the break we needed.

Trabolgan Cork