Pottering around (Episode Deux)
You may remember back in February when I ordered my tagines from our potter friend, Bill.
He rang me last Friday to tell me that a few were ready to pick up at last. He has another eight waiting to be fired. Bill works at his own pace, never hurrying in this frenetic world of ours.
I went to collect the dishes and, once again he regaled me with jokes and tales.
He told me of his wild old days when he chatted girls up by pretending his mother had passed on her gypsy powers to him.
"Beautiful girls, models! Film stars, in fact! They all believed I could read their palm and I made it all up."
"You will meet this dark eyed stranger in a nightclub, he will tell you your fortune and you will instantly fall in love with him."
"And a few of them fell for it, you know!"
Yes, Bill, I believe you...
I screamed and guess what?
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The tagines are beautiful but I think I like Bill even more....Oh yes, in my single days I could see myself entirely falling for someone with gypsy powers.. even if they were entirely made up:-)
Maryam, he IS a total charmer. I love listening to him. I recorded some of the conversation on my mobile but most of what I could hear was my laughter!
How weird, I'm doing a post about tagines tomorrow (yours are stunning), you may be able to help me. Also my Aunt was a fortune teller and she told me I had the gift (HONEST)!!!!!!!
Cross my palm with silver and I'll help you...
(HONEST)!!!!!!!
Gorgeous tangines!
But I'm laughing at Bill - yes, I like him, and pardon me for generalizations, but how like a man to think they fell for his line instead of thinking that perhaps they shared the same goal, and he gave them an opening......
;-)
but shush, don't tell him! why wise him up?
Love the tagines.
I think I'd like Bill. I used to fall for the gypsies at the fair!!
I'm never sure how tagines are used. But those are beautiful!
Of course the girls believed Bill. He's a charmer fer sure.
It does not prevent, that the tagines I adore!!!
Said with the lily of the valley …
Je porte bonheur...
Avec toute mon Amitié
Hayden, I will not say a word! I'll let him believe they fell for his spells.
Akelamalu, I used to want to run away with the circus, moi.
Gigi, in the olden days and in some remote parts of North Africa tagines are used to cook on charcoal burners. Very low heat for hours on end. It is the name of the terracotta dish, but also the name of cooked dish. Such as Lamb Tagine, Fish Tagine, Chicken Tagine, etc...
Merci pour le muguet, Monsieur Dip-Dop. J'espère qu'il me portera bonheur. J'en ai beaucoup besoin.
I must confess I cannot understand how one can cook in these tiny containers. Or are the larger than they look? (You see, I know nothing about them.)
About guys like "him", oh dear, Lord hear my prayer. *chuckle*
Merisi, the ones on the photo, we use them to serve the food in. There are some larger ones, much less ornate that people use to cook in. But I am not even sure that people still cook in them in this modern age.
Hi Honey, I've tagged you I know you're not keen on tags but I think you will like this one. See my post today. xxxx
Lovely! An yes, I've fallen for a few lines like that in my life.
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