The world looks like itself again today: sky sea and earth have all reappeared.
My landlady appears under the terrace and calls for me on a regular basis. I help her with computery things (in that she doesn't have or use one), and she brings plants, yummy cake & generally treaty things. This afternoon she came bearing fruit: it looks tomato-like but comes from a tree, and you don't eat the skin or seeds. She didn't know its name in English, and we couldn't find it listed in the big botanical book. Anyway, it's supposed to be nice chilled, so I have it in the fridge and I await. I'm sure it'll be fine!!
Famous last words.
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I'll wager it's a persimmon. Google it and tell me know.
You're right!! How on earth would you know something like that - incredible! So I ate it earlier, and it was absolutely bloody gorgeous! Landlady's going to ask her mom to pick me some more. She (landlady) popped over a while ago - with chocolate cake... life is good :)
About a hundred years ago, we got one of them in a fruit basket from our fab Aunt Kitty. It was very exotic at the time and obviously had an impression on me.
What a memory! I LOVE that you know this stuff!!
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