Nellifant Saves The Day, The Endless Potato Bag, And Strawberry Fields Forever

Have you ever … (a short entry into the continuing occasional series of weird and wonderful things that never, seriously, never, happen to me) … posted a very important piece of information where the spelling absolutely had to be correct, and wondered why nothing was working and then someone very kindly points out that you forgot an ‘s’? Nah me neither!

Thank you Nellifant for catching that poor ‘s’ as it flew about the cosmos, untethered to purpose or outcome.

The email address I had in my previous post to connect to Paypal has now been corrected. It is … widdershinsfirst (at) gmail (dot) com

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A long, long, time ago, or so it seems now, (probably some time in March) we bought a 20 kilo bag of potatoes as part of our essential ‘on-the-road’ supplies.

No matter how many we used there always seemed to be still more in the bag. It did however, get lighter and lighter, but no emptier. We had mashed potatoes, and baked potatoes, and boiled potatoes, and potato wedges, Mrs Widds used some in her bread, and still, the bag kept on giving.

Yesterday I was determined to uncover the Mystery. And as is the nature of such Mysteries, the ultimate and final Truth could not be found by mortal means.

In the bottom of the bag I discovered five sad and sorry individuals

In the bottom of the bag I discovered five sad and sorry individuals

These five, these final five, were transformed into the crispy topping for a magnificent Shepherds Pie, and that, I thought, was the end of that.

The bag however, had other ideas. After being tied up and set aside for our next top-up shop, I discovered, there was still something inside …

Although I dared not look, and haven't since, it felt suspiciously like potatoes

Although I dared not look, and haven’t since, it felt suspiciously like potatoes

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Wild strawberries are very tiny, but so sweet and flavourful, that it’s worth going hunting for them. Unfortunately the cooler start to the growing season has slowed down all sorts of wilding growth.

The strawbs here are only starting to flower, and this was the first one we came across …

And flowering with all its might

And flowering with all its might

And upon looking around we discovered the field was full of them …

Tiny flowers with even tinier fruits just starting to show

Tiny flowers with even tinier fruits just starting to show

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On the writing front, I’ve completed the first draft of the first three chapters of the next book in the Last Dragon series, ‘The Last Dragon In Time’.

If you haven’t checked out Book 1, The Last Dragon In London, the first two chapters are posted HERE.

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That’s it for now, but the Adventure continues.

May your strawberries and potatoes last forever too. πŸ™‚

16 comments on “Nellifant Saves The Day, The Endless Potato Bag, And Strawberry Fields Forever

  1. alisendopf says:

    The everlasting potato bag. Love it! I could live off potatoes alone, so I’m a tad jealous that not only did your 20 lbs last so long, but they didn’t grow long legs or get moldy. Lucky you!

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  2. May your luck continue

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  3. Patrice Davies says:

    Amazing

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  4. Ian Hutson says:

    The bag is quite obviously a portal crossing into The Potato Universe, where potato-like suns orbit around (flat) potato-like planets in swirling potato(soup)-like galaxies. If you find the Broccoli portal them please let me know.

    πŸ˜‰

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  5. acflory says:

    Bravo Widds! I’m thrilled you’re writing. I wonder if book 2 will take shape as quickly as book1 did? Power to your pen, and maybe that elusive last potato. πŸ˜€

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  6. quiall says:

    Life is full of surprises! May yours always be happy ones.

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  7. nellifant says:

    So glad to be of help. My Irish husband would be very jealous of your never-ending supply of potatoes!

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