5 o,clock in the afternoon , sitting in my garden listening to a child rendering out the sweet notes of the tune Greensleeves on his recorder . Far from perfect but quintessentially English I love it . Play on .
Then comes the rancid smell of someones barbeque, they are cooking onions . Perhaps the child is in the same garden ! the music has stopped but the smell of the onions lingers on .
3 comments:
OOOO KKKK... I would LOVE the smell of the onions and not really enjoy listening to a kid playing a recorder!
I'm weird, I know.
I love the smell of onions! It makes me very hungry. Year 3 recorder group at my kids schools used to amaze me how many tunes they could play on one note! xxxxx
Have you noticed how onions fried outdoors by burger vans always smell like the most acrid BO?
Is that your own garden furniture? It's super. :)
Rattlebox
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