A small miracle in a world of Chaos

A SMALL MIRACLE AMONG CHAOS

The proud daddy, "Elvis"

  One Eye and her brood

I have had several weeks of sadness, worrying what happened to my favourite hen, "One Eye".  I had thought that Foxy Loxy had taken her as his lunch.  Today my sons and I were removing plants from the gardens, weeding and clearing up.  I asked Number 1 son to go and slash near the compost, imagine my surprise when he called me and said, "We have several problems here."   I walked out there with slumped shoulders and a dejected heart, only to be greeted by a very protective One Eye and her 15 fluffy chickens.  Turns out she had been laying eggs by the half finished woodshed and sat on them to hatch.  A small miracle to brighten my day. So, for this I give thanks to the universe.  One Eye and her babies are safely tucked in a box until we can put them in the makeshift pen we constructed today out of two bird cages.  Must apologise to our sweet cat "Snake", those cages formed his travel cage, which means no holidays for him for the moment.  How sweet is life?

CORN AND CURRY MUFFINS

CORN AND CURRY MUFFINS

INGREDIENTS:

1 Cup P.Flour

1 Cup S.R.Flour

1/3 Cup Sugar

2 Tspn Baking Powder

1/2 Tspn Salt

1 Tspn Curry Powder

1 beaten Egg

1 Cup Milk

1 Medium Can Corn Kernels

1/4 Cup Vegetable Oil

METHOD

Place all ingredients into a large bowl and stir gently until mixed.

Divide mixture evenly into a greased muffin pan.

Bake at 200c for approximately 10 to 15 minutes.

NOTE:  These muffins make a great substitute for bread, to eat with an evening meal. They are also good lunchbox fillers for kids.

Stepping outta the square.

Well, well, well. Here I am, looking at a history of having been in the entertainment industry.  First as a singer, then as a clown for a long time.  Yes, you did read that right, a clown.  My diary for the entire 8 year career in funny land was so heavily laden with bookings, I had to offload a heap of them to a chap I helped to get started.  He became so successful that even today he continues to entertain and please people around his area.  Go Sparky.  Now, a long way down the road, I am making the move to leave my comfort zone.  I have been most industrious and made myself a Rastaphone (Lagerphone).  Mine however has been made with a twist.  It has a dyed mop for hair, a styrophoam ball for a head, a rasta hat, a boomerang for arms and a homemade ukulelee for the main feature.  Ta Da..instant rastaphone.  My friends and family are in hysterics and some in disbelief that I am going to take up a different instrument and get back into music.  Hoping like mad I can pull this off, tuning up the vocal pipes and having such a ball with it all.  Think I have even shocked myself. What the heck, it's all in fun and hopefully a lot of laughs will be had by all.  First step though is to go to a few open mike nights and just jam with some of the guys and ladies I knew way back when.