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Snot What You Think

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We were passing through Portsmouth and in a novelty craft sort of store… Guess what? It took me a moment to get it. Yes. The said object is for tissues. And yes it was funny for about a second. And no. I did not purchase said item as a joke. It was funny only once.


Two Kids

 

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I don’t know who was having more fun. But these cute kids were vigorously waving hi to everyone who passed. Some folks actually ignored them. Their smiles was infectious. For some reason at that time and in that place a wave of shyness took me and I just got a sidelong shot after the fact. Yes, when they waved at me it caught me off-guard. But I did smile and wave.

 


Salt Cellar

 

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Portsmouth again. Funny. But a store devoted to salt? I mean I get mine – Morton’s. You know the one in the blue cardboard container, with iodine added. So off an alley and downstairs into a basement there is a store that sells salt. Blocks of it in slabs and even lamps of the stuff are on sale. The most practical is a slab for cooking or cutting. You salt as you prep. But there were flavored salts as well. Who knew? If you need to know they sell Himalayan salt blocks.

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Press Room

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Portsmouth. We were foraging. It was the dinner hour and there are lots of restaurants. But nothing was appealing. One more craft store later and I was headed down the block. It wasn’t much of a storefront. _DSC0524-2

Basically it was a bar pub kind of joint. There was a calendar and list of music scheduled to appear. IMG_4144

Live music every night was the promise. So we took a chance. Sit wherever you like for the price of a drink and dinner. We had a solid meal. And the band was good. It was a quartet that became a quintet that got singers. It was karaoke night it seems.IMG_4129

And then the drummer got up to get a drink. Some drunk patron sat in. he was wearing a tourist camera around his neck. He adjusted the drum set. And the owner, the drummer and a bouncer converged….except the drummer was really good. He fit right in and carried the beat. Everyone was tense. But after a single song, the drunk went into a soliloquy and left. Yes it was a very memorable spontaneous evening and a delightful find.