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Pictured, our Easter lamb - albeit on Monday, rather than Sunday, as we are a day adrift for various reasons - cutlets roasted  with garlic, lemon and herbs, including fresh rosemary from the garden; Greek-style potatoes with lemon and oregano [blog-posts passim], steamed vegetables, and of course, freshly-made mint sauce: the very thing that my late friend Jean-Charles could simply not understand, along with the concept of eating cheese on crackers. OK, we begged to differ on these cultural culinary dissonances, and it made little difference to our friendship, curtailed as it was by his too early demise. 

And the Pope died today, also. Not that I am a Catholic, or indeed a practicing Christian of any stripe whatsoever; but rather, as I have said before, a Zen Buddhist of a singularly secular bent. But the synchronicity of a Holy Father dying on Easter Monday is really quite something. But is it any more significant than David Bowie releasing his final album the day [before - of?] his demise? I'm not making a judgement or any kind of religio-philosophical argument here, but timing is everything, don't you think? Having said that, we simply cease to be and don't get to see the result of any such stuff in any case: but it's still pretty impressive to those left in our wake if we can pull off the ultimate stunt, such as these people do It's just a shame that we won't be around to share in the thing we've created, though - it would at least be nice to be able to see the reactions of those left in our wake, eh?

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  1. Anonymous22 April 2025 at 09:35

    As Easter is a moveable feast engineering synchronocity was a pain but we managed!:)

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