Bbq Sunset # Skywatch 82

In the pink

As it's persisting down (that is the polite version) with rain all week I have dug deep into the recent archives again for a warmer cheerier image. One from the "The summer of Fun" as it became known. Never ending nights of cowboy hats, beach bbq's swigging back Jack Daniels, playing with other peoples dogs, chomping on veggie burgers, meat for the carnivores and discovering, toasting custard doughnuts is not a good idea, but crabsticks surprisingly are. Above all, the company was always the best, and this tiny island provided occasionally short bursts of days when we had glorious sunsets and hot days with a gentle cool breeze. On a cold, wet, November day, I lament the passing of such days and beach bbq's. A veggie burger just doesn't taste right without a little sand in it now. Fortunately we have plenty of pubs here and the Jack Daniels is always heavily stocked up......


Which leads me to why the early post.... the pub is where you will find me tonight!




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Even cowgirls get the bbq blues

No trees where harmed in the making of this bonfire the beach is full of dirty logs!

Actually that's a lie, the blues come whence bbq season terminates. I never tire of a bbq.... which is odd for a vegetarian( meat eaters you are OK I'm not your lentil eating meat is murder veggie) but bbq's have alcohol, food and good company. Also, it's cheaper than the pub, if you don't mind a little gritty sand on your veggie burger.... sand, yes sand. Did I not say we don't have our bbq's in the back yard?

Small island, lots of coastline, lots of beaches. The "Summer of Fun" as it was known became nothing more than, "who's house are we going round this week to party." Now not everyone wants you wrecking their house so it's hit the beach in a cowboy hat, convert a washing machine drum( don't get your mom's kids find one at at junkyard) into the perfect wood holder and to paraphrase Pink "lets
get this bbq started." Jack Daniels or cans of whatever cider is on offer, plenty of cigarettes, lighters, pray to the bbq Gods for no rain or howling gale, too much food and everyone forgets to buy plastic cutlery. No worries. Maybe toasting a custard doughnut was going too far, but toasted crab stick seemed to withhold the heat and be toasty with a soft centre and not rock hard, so the carnivores tell me. Also tomatoes slide off a metal knife poked in a fire, and lighter fuel and wind are not to be mixed.

I lament the passing of July and August, Bbq bonanza months and the hanging up of the cowboys hats for another year...... Halloween here I come.