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Back to Lenore | Lemurian Abbey in Gilead, Lenore
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Skip to main content. Skip to primary sidebar. Skip to secondary sidebar. Lemurian Abbey in Gilead, Lenore. Order of Soul Food. Larr; Into the Darkness. To ‘The Monk’s Hood’ Tavern →. Oh, my ears and granny whiskers! I will throw a few basics into my backpack and then walnut-shell it to Thomas’ Donkey Hire establishment and see if I can hire Maria again. We got on famously the last time. She may be ready for another adventure; I know I am. Anything’s possible on this journey. Larr; Into the Darkness.
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Charming of the Plough and Potting Sheds | The Vulcanian Times
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News from The Lemurian Seas. Charming of the Plough and Potting Sheds. In Charming the Plough. On February 28, 2009. The residents of Owl Island perform traditional agricultural rituals as a part of their celebrations on February 14th. This it the time when grain crates are offered for the soil’s fertility, and Father Sky and Mother Earth are invoked to that end. The SS Vulcania is approaching White Owl Island,. After the potluck dinner there will be a Gala Costume Ball in honour of White Owl. Once on te...
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Starting School – 1951 | Toasted Knees
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Starting School – 1951. I found starting Infants School rather traumatic. I was not quite five years old. I didn’t know anyone. My older sister had already moved up to Junior School and my best friend hadn’t started school yet. I remember spending my first lunchtime crying at the school railings, wishing mum would come and get me. One day a little boy named Donald came into the class on crutches and with callipers on his legs. I think he must have been a polio victim, as it was quite rife at that tim...
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scribblenpaint | Toasted Knees
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I’ve Moved………. 8230;…over to blogspot. You can now find me here. An Occasion Requiring Shoes. This was written using the visual prompt at Magpie Tales. Glad to get home and remove those instruments of torture! I must be getting old! I mostly like to wear something comfortable, and if they are a little bit old and worn I don’t really mind. The heels on those shoes only look low, but when you’ve got to wear them for several hours they might as well be four-inch heels. Turn my toes up I don’t want. Many Bri...
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The School Dentist | Toasted Knees
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Many British people of my generation are scared to death of the dentist. Ask any of them why, and they will tell you horrendous tales of visits to the school dentist when they were small children. Our school dentist was situated in Player School, a short distance from our own school. I think they must have sent someone round to the individual schools to check childrens’ teeth, but I can’t honestly remember that part. I. She answered with a stern ‘No! 8217; I was. 6 responses ». 05/02/2011 at 2:58 pm.
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January | 2009 | The Vulcanian Times
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News from The Lemurian Seas. Archive for January, 2009 Monthly archive page. In Island of the Temple People. On January 31, 2009. Lemurian Toons by Gail Kavanagh. I left the Vulcania with every intention of heading directly to the train station from where I was to board a train taking me on a somewhat perilous, or so I had been told, journey to the caves wherein I would meet with my Dream Master. I followed the sign to the Temple which lay within a grove – a place of great natural beauty and peace. I was...
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scribblenpaint | Lemurian Abbey in Gilead, Lenore
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Skip to main content. Skip to primary sidebar. Skip to secondary sidebar. Lemurian Abbey in Gilead, Lenore. Order of Soul Food. To ‘The Monk’s Hood’ Tavern. I arrived at Thomas’ stables with forty minutes to spare. I had to knock on Thomas’ door and he came out looking rather bemused. 8216;Can I hire Maria again, please? 8216;What, now! 8216;Yes, please. I have to be at The Monk’s Hood Tavern by twelve, and I have no idea how to get there.’. 8216;I’d best get ‘er sorted then! 8216;Yer’ve not far t&...
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The Nit Nurse | Toasted Knees
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I always had my hair plaited for school and I hated the nit nurse looking in my hair as she only ever undid one plait and then plaited it up again very loosely, and by the end of the day it would be sticking out all over the place. Mum always plaited super tight. Many years ago my neighbour’s kids hung over the fence and said, ‘Hey, Sue, guess what we’ve got! 8217; I was expecting a bike or a rabbit or something but it was, ‘We’ve got nits! 8217; It kept me giggling for quite some time. Enter your email ...
