Wednesday, 29 April 2015

Oranges at Nanna's House







As long as I can remember, my Nanna had an orange at breakfast.

I still cut my oranges the way Nanna did: she would cut both ends off with a serrated knife, then cut the orange into 8 crescents, and the crescents didn’t have annoying pointy ends.

Obviously Nanna left a far greater legacy than her orange cutting technique.

It’s not really about the orange.

I remember sitting in Nanna’s kitchen after staying the night at her house, any number of times.

I can see her sitting opposite me in that kitchen, daintily eating her breakfast. An orange, a slice of toast with Anchovette paste, and a little pot of tea.

And I remember her voice. It’s been 25 years since I saw her, but I can still hear her voice.

After breakfast she would probably say “Ah, that was just nice”, or she would say “That’ll keep the wolves away”.

There are lots more snippets from that house that I can see and hear in my mind. It doesn’t sound significant, I know, but I’m so glad I still have that.




photo credit: orange pyramid via photopin (license)

9 comments:

  1. Well, its a wrap. O is for orange is good enough. Thanks for participating in A to Z and hope you will consider participating again next year!

    Stephen Tremp
    A to Z Co-host
    Z is for Zombie

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    1. I'm not finishing at O, Stephen! My OCDish tendencies won't allow it.

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  2. I'm really loving these reflective personal pieces, Buffy. You capture the era and the characters so wonderfully. ( But aren't crescents supposed to have annoying pointy ends?)

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    1. Thanks Wendy. Your thoughtful comments always put a bit more pep in my pen.
      And the crescents - if you knew how long I laboured over that stupid sentence (because of its mundaneness and because of the cornerless crescents not being crescents any more) you would have slapped me, I swear.

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  3. Thanks Gael for your stories. They brought back a lot of sentimental memories.

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    1. Thanks Dad. I enjoy sharing them. And the feedback always helps. x

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  4. I think I grew up an orange... my grandmother had me eating a few day. I am surprised I didn't turn in to one!


    --Mee <a href="http://www.thechinesequest.com>The Chinese Quest</a>)

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    1. Sounds good to me. Well, maybe not the part about turning into an orange. Thanks for visiting!

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  5. Hello there.
    Hope you enjoyed taking part in the A-Z Challenge! I didn't get to visit your blog during the crazy month of April so I'm popping over today from the Road Trip. My goal is to visit all the blogs that linked up, before next year's challenge starts up again.

    Entrepreneurial Goddess

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