winny’s blog

What do you see? A left or right turning female?

Love to sing. When I was young I did it under the shower, think the whole neighbourhood still remembers, and nowadays I sing in the car. CD in the player, or radio on and volume up.

It was time, I thought, for the serious thing. And I heard about a Portugese sanger who teaches too. She has a lovely voice, listen to her CD.

She told me we start immediately with a song. Which song did I want to sing? What song do I want to sing??! I don’t know…. only sing when I hear something nice and don’t really know any song . She was so nice to make some suggestins and I chose a nice and save Dutch song. Tanslated in French it sounds a lot better though.

It’s kind of a sentimental yourney. ‘Telkens Weer’ by Willeke Alberti or, French version, by Wende Snijders; ‘Chaque Fois’. Is’s in a loop on the player on my laptop, so I hear it over and over again now.

I just saw about the whole series of this seizons ‘Gooise Vrouwen‘. Never saw it before. Really a lack of information.

Briljant! The subtleness and what I call, irony… really loved it.

A friend of mine did tell me over and over before to go and see it but I just thougt, Dutch series, what the hell can that be.If yo never saw it before I only can say… look at it, it’s really nice. Every Sunday evening.

This weekend was lovely. The people on board, mostly women, were very nice and funny and we laughed our heads off. Sometimes it really fits with people you meat and this was one of those times.

Look at the pictures of our sailingweekend, although its mostly about people you don’t know.

There was hardly any wind and therefore we were not really tired afterwards. The weather was good though, we have been outside almost all thetime.

Food was good (captains dinner of course) drinks ok… Nothing more to wish for.

We tried to go to Tholen but because of lack of wind we ended up in Goes. The next day we had lunch near Zierikzee, with the ancor down. That ment we were back in time on Sunday.

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The other day I sold some of the instruments of my boat. I had a new dashboard build and the old  stuf was for sale. I put it on ‘marktplaats’, the Dutch e-bay.

There was one fuelmeter that the owner of the Nieuwe Maen was interested in. And I was interested in his ship so I took the instrument to him instead of the other way around. He is stationed in Zierikzee where a friend of mine lives. Good reason to go there anyway.

And now, after a month of so, I’m invited to sail this weekend with this ship. Isn’t this briljant? I’m so looking forward to this trip. Hopefully there will be enough wind.

Next time the stories and pics will be here.

That I’m not much of a cook (It’s hereditary, see the comment of my mother on the cook item) doesn’t mean that there can’t be good cooking in my kitchen! Yesterday evening Philene did a briljant job in proving that. She cooked a fishdish that was of chefsquality.

My job was the groceries so I went to Smit’s, the finest fishstore in Rotterdam. Well known for its quality even outside Rotterdam. I bought coquilles st-Jacques, monkfish, salmon and more. Herbs, fresh green pasta and so on.

And so Phil had all the ingredients she needed. My kitchen loved it, and so did I.

I already promised friends to make enough to invite them another time to taste this delight. So there is more waiting in my freezer.

What people do on the internet… and make too, because coming up with the idea is one thing, being able to perform is another.

Since August 2005, We Feel Fine (click on the big pink heart) has been harvesting human feelings from a large number of weblogs. Every few minutes, the system searches the world’s newly posted blog entries for occurrences of the phrases “I feel” and “I am feeling”. The result is a database of several million human feelings.

Incredible and wonderful.

Now it’s official, I’m not a cook. I really don’t like it.
Some time ago a friend (yes, really, a friend) gave me a big fat eel. I put it in the freezer and thought it was smooked. Yesterday I decided that my freezer needed a defreeze. Practically the only thing that was left in it was that big fat, really nice looking eel. No problem, I could prepare that, couldn’t I? Just take the skin off. And who wouldn’t like a smoked eal on toast? So I planed to have that for dinner. Saved me from cooking a real meal didn’t it?

But it wasn’t smoked at all. It needed cooking. And yes, you can find all kinds of nice recipes on the internet but I did not have the ingredients that is needed at all. No green herbs for the eel in green. No onions and such. And of course it was too late for groceries.

So I decided to cook it in oil, some salt and pepper. The pure taste of the eel.
That’s how I know for sure, I’m not a natural… It did not taste good, not good at all. Maybe I waited too long in the defreezing proces, maybe I did not cook it long enough. I don’t know, but it was not good at all. I’m affraid it all ends up in the dustbin.

My whole house smells now. For how long? Problably until tomorrow. I hope not until the day after. Windows open, maybe that helps…

Really, I don’t cook fish ever again.
Promise!

My cousin, 6 years old, writes e-mails to my mother. Her grandmother.

Dear grandmother Els…
Ik hep 4 tanden eruit en ik hep er 1 los.op de foto kun je het zien.

Ik heb het over Halloween op school. Groep 4 die maakt een vleermuis
En groep 3 maakt een heks.en wij heben heel veel kestanjes en een
heelemoje hervst tavol.

Deke kuss van marleen

As far as I understand she lost a tooth, look at the picture. Besides that she talks about an autumn table they made at school and about a witch group three is making.

And very fat kisses

Adorable!