Marmalade At Christmas As a young boy, I had always held this fascination with cooking. Not in cooking food myself – I am usually terrible at cooking, Poirot can attest to that - but in the general act of baking. I used to spend hours upon hours sat on the kitchen counter, watching my mothers and sisters bake pan after pan of glorious golden food in preparation for some summer fete or party. Whenever they left a cake to rise, or potatoes to roast, in the oven, I would be lying on the tiled floor, watching as they browned into mounds of sheer perfection.Marmalade At Christmas by =Sianco
One of my favourite things to watch, and the only thing I was ever allowed to assist with, was my mother ma
Injuries and Cricket In my life, there have been countless occasions where I have sustained an injury, either due to cases or due to my clumsiness. However, they are usually not serious enough to warrant anything more than the day in bed, usually with Poirot fussing over me, or sometimes Miss Lemon, if Poirot wasn't available. Which wasn't often – Poirot often made himself available when I was injured, to the annoyance of some, chiefly Inspector Japp if it was mid-case.Injuries and Cricket by =Sianco
But this time, it was far more serious. On our last case, we had embarked on a surprise chase through the narrow streets of a country town in pursuit of a thief. The thief ended up climbing
Raven Among Crows "Eagerly I wished the morrow; - vainly I had sought to borrowFrom my books surcease of sorrow - sorrow for the lost Lenore -For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels named Lenore -Nameless here for evermore."Raven Among Crows by =Sianco
It was not under the most pleasant circumstances in which I fled Argentina during those summer months over ten years ago. In fact, referring to those circumstances as anything other than unbearable would've been a terrible understatement. In fact, there were no words to describe the travesty that was the death of my wife, the betrayal of my neighbours and my cowardly escape.
I must hasten to add that my departure was not of my own
Gadach Wen Ch 30 A/N: Many apologies for the lateness of this chapter. I thought I had uploaded it, then realized I hadn't. Hopefully I'll get another chapter done before my birthday.Gadach Wen Ch 30 by =Sianco
True to their word, not a word was spoken by the four to anyone. There were a few almosts during their discussions about Umbridge (though these were short – they still endeavoured to avoid the subject whenever either Harry or Zach was around) and their discussions about whatever rubbish the prophet spouted out about his vanishing act on a weekly basis.
Getting around to telling Ron and Hermione was harder than it seemed, however. Ever since the "Fat Lady" incident (as Harr
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