dinsdag 6 oktober 2015

October Links

Will S. on the mainstreaming of pedophilia

Mark Moncrieff on five criteria for conservative parties

Mias Landliv on al fresco living

Vox Day on the invasion of Europe

Free Northerner on the Biblical approach to the refugee problem

Lydia Sherman on the happiness of home

A Return to Elegance on wearing skirts all the time

Aaron Clarey on women voting

A Lady's Code on the why bother attitude

Quintus Curtius on the confessions of a bitter atheist

That's about all for today. Please keep in mind that my linking to certain blogs and sites doesn't mean I automatically agree with or endorse the contents. I just happen to find some things interesting.

maandag 5 oktober 2015

Easy Sunday Dinner With Shrimp

This dish can be assembled beforehand and just put into the oven to warm right before dinner. It's my adaptation of the recipe from Taste of Home

All the amounts are approximate, and can be adjusted for any number of people.

You will need:

Vermicelli or very fine macaroni, cooked
Shrimp (I used a 500 g pkg of frozen wok shrimp)
Onions+bell peppers, to taste (you can add garlic if you wish to)
salt, pepper, sugar, herbs to taste
diced tomatoes
grated cheese, if desired

In a skillet, saute chopped onions+peppers (and garlic), add shrimp and cook for ab. 3 min (or until the shrimp is ready).

In a greased baking dish, arrange the pasta+shrimp mixture, pour diced tomatoes all over, season with salt, pepper, sugar and herbs of your choice. Sprinkle with cheese, if desired. Bake uncovered at ab. 180*C (or 350*F) for 20-30 min or until heated through. Serve with green salad.

vrijdag 2 oktober 2015

A Day In The Life Of A Wealthy Parisian

According to Libelle No28, 14 July 1939

It begins with drinking a cup of coffee or hot chocolate with a warm croissant in bed, then with morning exercises to keep her figure:

Then she takes the shower (here she is in her bathrobe, presumably:)

and goes horse riding where she meets her girlfriends and discusses the last evening party

When she comes home she takes a bath and goes shopping at around 11 a.m.:

Back at home at dinner time (French used to eat their main meal around the midday and many still do), where she changes into an afternoon dress, where there are visitors or not:

After dinner her friend phones to inform her there is a new hat and naturally, she goes to check:

Then changing for the cocktail hour:

Finally the evening comes. Should she go to the opera:

Or choose supper and dancing in one of the fashionable hotels?

While I doubt every woman changed her clothes quite so often (and it surely didn't happen in lower class families), the fact remains that even in the 1980s trashy novel that I possess which describes the life on a farm in South Africa, people did change for dinner.

When I compare it with the way a modern woman dresses and looks I do get an uneasy feeling that we as a culture distinctly lost something...

woensdag 30 september 2015

Some Of The Vacation Pictures, Limburg 2015


Not Valkenburg:

Vintage trains depot:

Somewhere in Belgium (I think)

Valkenburg again:

maandag 28 september 2015

Why didn't they ask Evans (movie) ?

I've written about the novel over here.

Recently I discovered that there was a pretty decent 1980 adaptation of the story which is currently on YouTube. It follows the text rather closely and only changes a couple of relatively minor things (adding a feminist line which wasn't in the original story, btw).

Here are the links to:

Part 2
Part 3


vrijdag 25 september 2015


I had to learn this poem by William Henry Davies at school. It's a good illustration of the point I was trying to make in my previous post:

What is this life if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.
No time to stand beneath the boughs
And stare as long as sheep or cows.

No time to see, when woods we pass,
Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass.
No time to see, in broad daylight,
Streams full of stars, like skies at night.

No time to turn at Beauty's glance,
And watch her feet, how they can dance.
No time to wait till her mouth can
Enrich that smile her eyes began.

A poor life this if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.

Courtesy of this website.