First on any G list must surely be God/Good.
It makes sense that Gratitude should be next, because that’s what we owe when we recognize the first.
Hmmm, Ganache, next? It’s pretty close to heaven! And I’m far too fond of garlic for Peter’s comfort.
I’m inspired by Gaudi Can you just imagine living in Casa Batllo? I used to fantasise about it! I also used to fantasise about living in Gotham City, in the days when I was in love with Batman. Yes, I’ve always been a Closet Goth, which is a very sad thing to admit. I’m also a Closet Punk. The reason I’m closeted is my legs. You CANNOT wear tartan drainpipes or Lolita stockings unless you have very thin legs. Hence my problem
More inspiration: Walter Gropius and Vincent van Gogh.
Gunter Grass has written a number of my favourite books (especially ‘The Flounder’ and ‘Cat and Mouse’). Two more fav. books are The God of Small Things by Arundhati Roy and, my all-time favourite, The Grapes of Wrath by John Steinbeck.
One of my very early childhood memories is watching Green Acres on a Sunday afternoon on TV at my Nan’s house - I was four. My brother and I would go to our other Nanna’s every day after school and watch Get Smart and Gilligan’s Island. And eat all of the biscuits in her biscuit tin (no wonder my legs are doomed to never wear tartan or stripes!).
We didn’t have a TV at home until I was ten or eleven. What I remember most about those TV years is watching the Westerns with Dad on Saturday afternoons (2 pm) in Winter. They ALL had names like The Gunfight at Dodge City, Gunfight at the OK Corrall, Gun Fight, Gunslingers, gun, gun, gun, gun, gun,… It was great! Mum would roast peanuts (those legs never stood a chance) and Dad would enact all the gunfights right there in the livingroom. Before the movie started, he would have brought a huge basket of wood in for the fire and, if it was damp, there would be sparks flying. When the flames died down, sometimes we made cheese jaffles in the embers…
I like to listen to Macy Gray and David Gray, watch geysers, smell gardenias.
I love love love Grover from Sesame Street, my sister-in-law and my brother-in-law, both G’s (good company, hey guys? lumped in with a muppet!)
Admire generosity. Embrace good. Wish I were graceful.
Say “great” too much…









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August 16, 2006 at 3:14 am
vintagechica
Oh, great great great (I use great too much also) G list. I grew up watching old Westerns too…did you ever watch much Gunsmoke? Another G. Loving your alphabet lists.
August 16, 2006 at 3:20 am
kirstenhttp://kirstencan.typepad.com
i’m dying to know what cheese jaffles are!
beautiful post.
August 16, 2006 at 3:39 am
kirsty
Ah, I did wonder if Jaffles were a Southern Hemisphere thing! Have a look here http://www.grangerscampingworld.com.au/default.htm
about half way down the page. You use them to make toasted sandwiches in an open fire. We had an ancient round one and the crusts would hang out the sides and burn off. It’s almost a sure thing that you will burn your mouth eating them!
August 16, 2006 at 4:11 am
kirstenhttp://kirstencan.typepad.com
yummmm…. jaffles…..
August 16, 2006 at 4:48 am
Deb R
Cool G-list!
Have you ever heard that old Limeliters’ song “Gunslinger?” Your mention of all those westerns reminded me of it…
“…Gunslinger, gunslinger,
why you act so strange?
When you were a child
were you forced to compete
with brothers that you never could beat?
Did you come from a broken
home on the range?…”
August 16, 2006 at 8:37 am
Anonymous
Jaffles….Jaffles!!!!What on earth are Jaffles darl? Methinks Thou has resided Across The Ditch a tad long. Quicksies anywhere deep in the little grey cells darl? Muzz
August 18, 2006 at 7:54 am
Kelvin
Kia Ora from across the ditch. Just passing thru…….great blog !!!