24 June 2007

I wish she'd just told me it was true.

New Girl grew up in England. She lived in a house that had an attic that was crammed with books and furnished with saggy old furniture. There was a trunk - a trunk, mind you - filled with toys, and a cupboard containing her mother's old clothes which she and her sister would use to play dress ups (when they weren't reading delightful books pulled from the shelves).

As you can imagine, I have a bit of a rose-coloured view of New Girl's childhood world.

We were talking and she mentioned that she hadn't eaten a raspberry until she came out to Australia. I was quite surprised.

"Really?" I asked (expressing aforementioned surprise). "I thought you'd be out on a summer afternoon, picking raspberries from the roadside brambles."

She fixed me with a look. "No, there weren't that many brambles growing by the side of the road in our quaint village of 56,000 people."

I saw her point.

5 comments:

New Girl said...

It was but a small town, just the TWO train stations...

Haze! I found the pictures I took of the house - with the staircase that turned then split in two and turned again...

Also, of the garden - but you can't see where Papa put the crazy-golf putting course...

Anonymous said...

i have a question for you to pass on to your wide North American readership Haze; What are 's'mores'? Are they a particular delicacy, or are they just anything you have lots of? Please will someone put me out of my misery - its something i have wanted to know for years.

hazelblackberry said...

Anonymous - is that you k? - check out this link:

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/S'more

k said...

yes it is haze, i was being lazy. thanks for that, now i an sleep at night!!

JahTeh said...

I've just been reading a craft blog in England and she made tiny gifts for the fairies for her daughter's midsummer party. It sounded sooo English. Very pretty looking blog too, raggedroses.blogspot.