Posts made in March, 2011

Noli Me Tangere

Posted by on Mar 13, 2011 in Art & Craft, Home & Garden | 0 comments

In the spirit of Silent Sunday, I’m not going to write a commentary, just show two of my favourite things … Edit: it turns out this post doesn’t fit the exact criteria for Silent Sunday, which is to post one photograph only, taken in the last week (by yourself, not the property of someone else). Check out the Silent Sunday posts that did make the grade here – I hope to join in ‘properly’ next...

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Images and Identity

Posted by on Mar 11, 2011 in Personal | 1 comment

I am so interested in the role of images in the creation of identity. The celebrity industry knows all about this of course, but we are all subject to the power of images. Photographs, though they measure just a tiny moment in time, can capture a side of a person that can become fixed in people’s imaginations, and not least so in the imagination of the subject. To find a picture of my aunty for a previous post, I looked through all my old photos. In my baby photo I looked happy enough: but the photo I remember most from my childhood was this one: Today we have the technology to discard...

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Handmade Thursday: Punch and Judy

Posted by on Mar 10, 2011 in Art & Craft | 5 comments

Another fabulous blog link-up is taking place over on Mummiafelice’s blog, White Lily Green, where bloggers are being invited to share their hand-made creations. I haven’t made anything this week, but as I was looking around the house for ‘here’s one I made earlier’ I saw these papier mache heads for Punch and Judy glove puppets that Mr G made with our son when he was little.     At the time we lived in a small seaside town, where Punch and Judy shows on the beach were a regular attraction in the summer months. I guess my son wanted to host his own...

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My Aunty Ba’s Pancakes

Posted by on Mar 8, 2011 in Food & Drink, Personal | 10 comments

Today is both International Women’s Day and Pancake Tuesday, which has prompted me to write about a very special lady who made me the very best pancakes, my aunty Ba. My aunty got her nickname from one or other of my siblings who tried to say her name in baby talk and it came out Ba, and stuck. It was an appropriate name for us as babies though, as my aunty lived with us, so ma, da, and ba will have been our first words.     We all shared a room with Ba when we were little, and she would tell us stories every night, ‘true’ stories of fairies in Tipperary where she...

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