Sunday Selections 533

 

Long, long ago, in days of yore...Kim of Frog ponds Rock, (who no longer blogs), dreamed up a meme called Sunday Selections. 

A place where those who were willing could put up photos they wanted to share, new, old, good, bad or indifferent, any photos you please. 

Nothing rude or vulgar though.

And we don't mind at all if overseas bloggers care to join us.

The meme is now continued by Elephant's Child and I occasionally join in as do a few others. Andrew is one, messymimi is another. Drop in to Elephant's Child and have a look.

NEVER use a large meat cleaver to trim your nails! Just kidding, I was trimming the fat off a chunk of bolar roast and my finger got in the way. I felt the slice, but it didn't hurt and didn't bleed, so I got lucky there. 

here is the meat simmering away, I took off the tight fitting lid so you can see the yumminess, the liquid was covering the meat a couple of hours ago.

these big meat forks will be used to turn the meat over when the cooking is about half done

and here it is turned, you can see the liquid is much reduced. I won't top it up as I always have too much left over and have limited freezer space to store it.

here's the meat, all cooked and ready to shred. It's bigger than it looks. The smaller chunks covered in sauce are my dinner, I had them with mashed potatoes and other vegetables.

all shredded, I guess you northern hemisphere folks call this "pulled" meat

bagged in individual sandwich sized portions

and boxed ready to be frozen. 

Meanwhile, the girls had been very quiet, so I went to investigate:

What are you all doing and who lit the candle?

Riley: "I lit the candle. We are "thinking" Jordan home. I searched a long time without finding her, but now we are three, our thinking is a lot stronger, so we are calling her. "

Gillian: "we have her crown ready for her"

All that strong thinking tired them out, so they put themselves to bed for a nap.

A few days later: "where are you all going?"

Riley: "We need to get up high, so we are getting into the Pirate ship,"

Gillian: "and sailing across the seas to the jungle where the trees are very tall. I'm doing the steering again because I am the best at it."

Meg: "I'm watching out for Pirates and Krakens"

Riley: "I'm searching for the jungle"

"and there it is! straight ahead please Gillian. I see a big tree with birds and monkeys. It must be the jungle!"

(to be continued next week)

Iris Flavia wanted to see my frangipani umbrella

and here is a close up of the flowers and butterflies.