Monthly Archives: November 2009

Disturbing mental images

Location: Terminal Highway, Norfolk, VA Spotted: Large white van boasting ” We move seniors”

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Deer Jerky and Our Lady in A Looking Glass

Should the Virgin Mary ever appear in a mirror near you, the Crone implores you to put the details on the internet, pronto. This will not only help bloggers eager to write about your shiny shrine but will also allow you to … Continue reading

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Eccentrics by Estero Bay

The Crone finds herself in Bonita Springs, FL, on the Gulf of Mexico. She is staying in the very lap of luxury–a hotel where they insist on giving her a glass of champagne every time she passes reception. The hotel … Continue reading

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Never pass up sausage…

The Crone, being without a car, is walking to and from work. Tonight is a horrible night. Cold, dark, and pouring with rain. The Crone, who is wearing a purple wool/silk twin set with little margin for shrinkage, decided that … Continue reading

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The Montpelier Races

To Montpelier, VA, for the races. Half the fun is making the picnic, which Ramadan Susie has hosted at James Madison’s estate for the last 22 years. And then there’s the deep joy of walking around and criticizing other people’s picnics, with … Continue reading

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A half baked story of wee buns

In Northern Ireland there is an expression used to indicate that an activity will present no challenge at all. The expression is “Wee buns”. So, if some one asks you to do something you consider easy peasy, you respond ” … Continue reading

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Two Go Wild In Washington

Readers who tire of hearing of the Crone and the Cackler’s get together will be glad to learn that reports of the trip are drawing to an end. But there are some excellent photos, and it seems a shame not … Continue reading

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Boating on the Bay, Crab Dip and Crusty Bread

Back to the report of the Cackler’s visit. A Sunday lunchtime drink and a bracing walk home still hadn’t exhausted the Cackler. When Sawhorse Marilyn offered a trip around the bay on her Boston Whaler she jumped at the chance,  donned … Continue reading

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Halloween in Ireland

The Crone would love to tell you that ardent readers have been clamoring for more tales of a Belfast girlhood but in fact her revelations about Halloweens gone by in late 20th century Ireland have been met by worldwide indifference. … Continue reading

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Halloween and the perils of vampire kisses and hot wax

The Crone, visited last night by a Vampire and two of his faceless friends, found herself in conversation with the undead. ” It’s bad being a vampire” said the toothy terror ” You live forever” “Yes” said the Crone ” And … Continue reading

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