Newton George

Blossom, Eggs and Spooks

From my window I can see the snowdrops have passed, the daffodils are fading and the May is in blossom, although it’s still April. Easter is creeping closer and I am starting to think about eggs. Blue eggs, yellow eggs, pink eggs and every painted colour I can make. I can’t hide them outside anymore but I have help. Spring, eggs and bunnies with a mixture of chocolate and glistening wrapping is coming back to my Dragon.

The sound of hooves has been replaced and evolved but I will be listening for giggles and gravel. Come to my home, I’ll be hiding, keeping still and quiet although you can try to see me peeping from behind the curtains, find the hidden eggs and meet the Easter Bunny. Easter Sunday Lunch followed by chocolate eggs. Celebrate Spring and life with us. I promise I’ll celebrate with you even though I am long gone.

Ghostly Curries

You might see me out of the corner of your eye, or notice when the lights start flickering, sometimes I play with the fires and they won’t light or they will belch out smoke. I’m not sure why I’m still around but you all interest me. The smells from the kitchen tantalise me, the laughter of families frees me, the closeness of couples comforts me, the flickering of fires reminds me of life and the welcome is always genuine. Last weekend you made me feel comfortable in my home again when all the lights went out and there was music, laughter, fire and candle light. Then love and joy took over when Mothers’ Day arrived.

This month I will be learning about curry. Not something that we used to offer as a coaching inn but the colours and smells are enticing me to settle in the kitchen for a while. Watch where you leave your pots because it’s fun for me to move them!