#100DaysOfThoseDays – Bookmark

Posted on February 25, 2023 by Gloria

Day 3 #100DaysOfThoseDays

Today is World Bookmark Day

I have several bookmarks but my favourite one is the one in this photo. It was a present from a friend. It’s not every book it suits though.

The problem with bookmarks is that they’re easily mislaid, lost, and in my case, eaten by our dog. I’ve often had to resort to the type of bookmarks I used when I was a child; a piece of cardboard, an old playing card, a length of wool, a strip of paper, a photograph or a ribbon. (I like using ribbons) But I WILL NOT bend a page as my bookmark. I have done in the past… years ago… I was a child… I knew no better…I’m sorry now! It will never happen again. Everyone did it back in those days.

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#100DaysOfThoseDays – Tortilla Chips

Posted on February 24, 2023 by Gloria

Day 2 #100DaysOfThoseDays

Today is National Tortilla Chip Day.

Are they a love hate thing? I can take them or leave them. My husband calls them cardboard crisps. He’ll only eat them as nachos and even at that, only if he’s in the mood.

Tortilla chips are not a patch on the crisps I ate when I was a child. Tayto salt and vinegar, and King cheese and onion.

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#100DaysOfThoseDays – Banana Bread

Posted on February 23, 2023 by Gloria

Every day is National ‘Something’ day. National Avocado Day, National Icecream for Breakfast Day (we missed that one, thank God), and we even have National Data Privacy Day – the 28th of January. Look it up if you don’t believe me!

Lucy and I have decided to use these days as prompts for our #100DayProject2023.

Lat year our posts were about things of the past; #100DaysOfOldDays. You can check that out HERE.

We’re keeping it in past by using the National ‘Something’ day as our topic. We’re calling our project #100DaysOfThoseDays. We’re shocking pleased with ourselves, so we are!

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On This Day

Posted on February 2, 2023 by Gloria

Written for Charli’s 99-word story. January 30, 2023, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story about the dishes. It can be the every-single-day activity, a precious collection, or any other interpretation of dishes as objects or activities. Who is stuck with the dishes and why?

Lily pulled on her warmest woolly jumper and stepped into her oversized wellingtons. She always liked her wellies a size bigger, so that she could wear two pairs of her dad’s socks to keep her toes nice and warm.

She trudged through the marshy field to where the thickest rushes grew. With her small scissors she snipped sixteen long rushes. She sat on a tuft of grass and weaved them together to make a St Bridget’s cross.

Her belly rumbled. Her mam always made one of Lily’s favourite dishes on St Brigid’s Day; colcannon. Lily made her way home.

***Colcannon – mashed potato, cabbage, salt and butter.***

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If you enjoy my writing, you might be interested in checking out my debut novel; Secrets in the Babby House.

It’s a story of love, deception, and stolen diaries filled with sins and secrets. Set in a gossipy small town in Ireland at a time when marriage is for keeps and sexuality is repressed, Secrets in the Babby House is a family saga over three decades that starts in 1956.