Tuesday, December 17, 2013

Together again.


Mum and both babies relieved to be reunited in the breathing world. 
Well done Natasha and Paul! 

Freshly squeezed


Baby Aurra minutes after her birth and half an hour before her twin brother Einar arrived. Birth sure us a miracle. 

Saturday, December 14, 2013

The poo log



The guest book at the mccabes is in the toilet and gives one the opportunity to be creative with their daily ablutions. There is even space for those creative ones amongst us to draw their sample.

Wednesday, December 11, 2013

Yorkshire "Tour de France"

North Yorkshire is gearing up for the  "tour de France" which starts here in 2014!

Anyone feel like a fry up?


Our local Abbey ruins




Walk your way across England

One of the many walking paths that criss cross thorough this country, remnant of ancient pathways that today's local farmers cannot change or prohibit.

Monday, December 9, 2013

Winter is coming


A taste of cold yet to come to North Yorkshire 

Saturday, December 7, 2013

York

One of the many gates leading into the centuries old, walled city of York with its narrow alleyways cobbled streets and very festive Christmas atmosphere.

Thursday, December 5, 2013

Cattle sales at Malton

Paul and I took the opportunity to join with the local farmers at the weekly cattle market. The bulls were first judged and  awarded prizes then, wearing their merit badges and ranking numbers they were lined up in the corral, first to be weighed then paraded...with the onloookers silently nodding their bids.
The red glowing digits record the weght of the animal and the bids are in pence/kilo.
The beasts sold for up to $2300 each....to the happy butchers around the ring. 


Tuesday, December 3, 2013

A visit to the tailor


For three centuries this tailor shop, next door to Natasha and Paul's Yew Tree cottage, has been in operation, handed down from generation to generation. These days Peter is still making garments for the high and mighty but spend the majority of his time outfitting riders for the hunt. His scissors handed down from his father have NEVER been sharpened

A brace of pheasants

In preparation for the festive season the wild games is lined up outside the local butchers...a bargain if you're prepared to do the plucking

Joy of flying

The best thing about flying is having a window seat to gaze at the amazingly diverse world of humanity continuing  it's daily routines below. Here I can see hundreds of ships coming and going around the port of Singapore and I can imagine the smells and the humidity they must be enduring.

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