tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post7864842279012292482..comments2024-03-28T20:33:10.911+00:00Comments on Yorkshire Pudding: ContinuationYorkshire Puddinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06019673884543913089noreply@blogger.comBlogger35125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-66210338074524086092020-01-09T06:26:12.655+00:002020-01-09T06:26:12.655+00:00This comment has been removed by a blog administrator.supermanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09183242073197695659noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-54454252126717736962019-11-27T04:44:33.492+00:002019-11-27T04:44:33.492+00:00Fear not, Tasker Dunham, the phenonomen you descri...Fear not, Tasker Dunham, the phenonomen you describe is only too familiar to me. My mother, the older she gets, is re-writing family history to an extent that I sometimes wonder whether I actually exist, other than in her dreams. It's pretty disconcerting - not least when she corrects me on my childhood memories of times and events she wasn't even present at.<br /><br />UUrsulahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00722046288685936851noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-43032742809129146222019-11-27T02:18:44.052+00:002019-11-27T02:18:44.052+00:00No, no German passport. I have no idea why my mum...No, no German passport. I have no idea why my mum would have agreed to go camping. My sisters where teenagers at the time, maybe that had something to do with it. Poor woman. I can't imagine camping at 8 months.My life so farhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16721270441968035994noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-5045455657454272622019-11-26T23:45:55.742+00:002019-11-26T23:45:55.742+00:00I doubt that I will ever undertake such a trip aga...I doubt that I will ever undertake such a trip again.Yorkshire Puddinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06019673884543913089noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-31611441977969789162019-11-26T23:45:00.439+00:002019-11-26T23:45:00.439+00:00When you are on the receiving end of kindness like...When you are on the receiving end of kindness like that it makes you ready to commit acts of kindness yourself.Yorkshire Puddinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06019673884543913089noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-67762758144395152112019-11-26T22:56:39.334+00:002019-11-26T22:56:39.334+00:00What a great trip. You certainly covered some terr...What a great trip. You certainly covered some territory ! You are so lucky to be so close to all these lovely places.Helsiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15136273834165751276noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-87176687953228463162019-11-26T22:51:01.409+00:002019-11-26T22:51:01.409+00:00Kindness...means so much. It's something that...Kindness...means so much. It's something that should be freely, easily, and willingly given....and gratefully received. <br /><br />No enticements or rewards required...just a pure gesture from the heart.<br /><br />Lovely memories, Yorkie.Leehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15835982875620956300noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-52413519456813957132019-11-26T20:57:40.526+00:002019-11-26T20:57:40.526+00:00Even today, I think it can happen and does happen....Even today, I think it can happen and does happen. Kindness is written in the DNA of most human beings.Yorkshire Puddinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06019673884543913089noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-41331705375237608262019-11-26T20:56:19.547+00:002019-11-26T20:56:19.547+00:00The way brains work with regard to memory never ce...The way brains work with regard to memory never ceases to amaze me.Yorkshire Puddinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06019673884543913089noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-4687485302878789022019-11-26T17:19:41.660+00:002019-11-26T17:19:41.660+00:00Commenting on your comment on Bonnie's comment...Commenting on your comment on Bonnie's comment, it can be unsettling when others remember different or contradictory versions of events when everyone is certain theirs is the correct version. Tasker Dunhamhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17634612033217902946noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-2988453367229015082019-11-26T16:52:24.037+00:002019-11-26T16:52:24.037+00:00I love the story about the German mechanic fixing ...I love the story about the German mechanic fixing your car for free. Things like that happen so rarely, especially these days, when everyone is scrambling for profits.Steve Reedhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11684120060438252945noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-46466008781342071632019-11-26T15:42:15.277+00:002019-11-26T15:42:15.277+00:00A lonely little petunia in an onion patch?A lonely little petunia in an onion patch?Yorkshire Puddinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06019673884543913089noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-53056942245932476672019-11-26T15:41:14.866+00:002019-11-26T15:41:14.866+00:00Does that mean that you qualify for a German passp...Does that mean that you qualify for a German passport Lily? You parents were pretty daring to go camping a month before you were born! What if you had decided to emerge early? Then you could have had an Italian passport!Yorkshire Puddinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06019673884543913089noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-59861009744928629892019-11-26T15:38:34.652+00:002019-11-26T15:38:34.652+00:001972? Hell - that means you were maybe 17 years ol...1972? Hell - that means you were maybe 17 years old? Of course there are millions of Americans who have never left The States but you are not one of them.Yorkshire Puddinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06019673884543913089noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-68747546552706362162019-11-26T15:24:50.547+00:002019-11-26T15:24:50.547+00:00I'm far too delicate a flower to bloom in blog...I'm far too delicate a flower to bloom in blog land......Christinahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16093533351238991113noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-15014619391206109002019-11-26T14:00:04.040+00:002019-11-26T14:00:04.040+00:00On my one trip to Europe in 1972, it was part camp...On my one trip to Europe in 1972, it was part camping and part staying in hotels. And one hostel, as I recall. Many beautiful memories. We did not make it to the Mediterranean though. What a beautiful trip for your family. Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-71971338252359511102019-11-26T12:48:47.965+00:002019-11-26T12:48:47.965+00:00What a small world. I was born in Baden-Baden, no...What a small world. I was born in Baden-Baden, not far from Friedrichshafen. My dad was in the Canadian Air Forces. <br /><br />Kindness like that is always such a wonderful gift. It restores my faith I humanity.<br /><br />My family was camping in Italy in 1962, a month before I was born. I credit that in utero experience for my love of Italian food. <br /><br />It sounds like a wonderful holiday.My life so farhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16721270441968035994noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-27321860820374603492019-11-26T12:08:36.829+00:002019-11-26T12:08:36.829+00:00I am glad that my story has triggered such happy m...I am glad that my story has triggered such happy memories Mary.Yorkshire Puddinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06019673884543913089noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-34768292403051042262019-11-26T12:07:22.866+00:002019-11-26T12:07:22.866+00:00Not quite Tasmania though.Not quite Tasmania though.Yorkshire Puddinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06019673884543913089noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-36511246230702290052019-11-26T12:05:47.890+00:002019-11-26T12:05:47.890+00:00You need to launch your own blog Christina - "...You need to launch your own blog Christina - "I'm A Lassie From Lancashire" or "Lancashire Hotpot" - then you can tell your raunchy holiday tale to all and sundry.Yorkshire Puddinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06019673884543913089noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-30816040632682694672019-11-26T12:03:34.053+00:002019-11-26T12:03:34.053+00:00I believe that it would have been the same long-es...I believe that it would have been the same long-established campsite CG.Yorkshire Puddinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06019673884543913089noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-80955598124347047452019-11-26T11:12:00.300+00:002019-11-26T11:12:00.300+00:00Your trip reminded me of the many camping trips my...Your trip reminded me of the many camping trips my family took across Europe when I was young. We had one of those huge French canvas tents--the big orange ones with blue tops that weighed at least 60 lbs. First you had to set up the frame which involved at least 40 poles, then you'd throw the canvas up and roll it over-top the framework. Eventually, once you tugged it into shape, all the loops at the bottom had to be fitted with stakes and hammered into the ground. It took the whole family at least two or more hours to construct. Not for idle campers and no fun in the sun. I ended up with heat exhaustion when we were setting up that tent on a blazing hot day at Lake Garda. But mostly, I ended up with wonderful memories--of days when campers of all nationalities would gather around evening campfires playing games, listening to music and laughing at our attempts to overcome language barriers. Good times. Good memories.Maryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11587652444835060129noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-56336141640800434192019-11-26T11:10:38.089+00:002019-11-26T11:10:38.089+00:00Sounds wonderful. A memorable trip indeed. Thank y...Sounds wonderful. A memorable trip indeed. Thank you for letting us share it.JayCeehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01373622852406554111noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-81027415856516690112019-11-26T09:43:39.696+00:002019-11-26T09:43:39.696+00:00Glad it all ended well. If you should ever be shor...Glad it all ended well. If you should ever be short of something to blog about, you could invite your readers to share their holiday or travel tales. I've got one that's bursting to be told........Christinahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16093533351238991113noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-87995801255161775272019-11-26T09:18:40.923+00:002019-11-26T09:18:40.923+00:00Diano Marina was the seaside resort we always stay...Diano Marina was the seaside resort we always stayed at on all our trips via Italy! We stayed for a fortnight or so, in an apartment, part of a small complex built on a peninsular. Just below us was a camp site. Even though it was many years later, I wonder if this was the same one you stayed in YP? Unlikely, I suppose, given the intervening years.<br />Thank you for reviving my memories of holidays long past.Coppa's girlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16459503600694841117noreply@blogger.com