We once pet-sat for a dog named Hector in Alberta, Canada. Hector was a brilliant dog to look after for three weeks, and Alberta was a personal highlight of the last leg of our US road trip in 2018. It wasn’t just the dog, or the landscapes, pristine waters, rocky outcrops, beautiful mountains, or myriad wildlife, it was also because Hector’s home turned out to be a stone’s throw from where the best BMX movie of all time was set and filmed: RAD Trailer for RAD (1986) (sound might be very quiet, FYI) What an incredible coincidence!
In the second instalment of the childhood food series, we have chips & eggs, care of Xystros the Cypriot, but really care of The Cypriot’s Mum & Dad. If you haven’t seen the first in the series, I reckon you should have a read to get some background info. (Also, the photos above are of a recreated chips & eggs. The original photos were taken on my iPhone ‘cos I forgot to bring my camera along to dinner. The photos of the original dinner can be seen here, here, and here.) What’s interesting about the series so far, is that as we organise the dinners, as we sit down to eat them, and especially as they are being served, there are apologies flying left, right and centre: “Sorry, don’t get too excited, it’s only eggs on toast”, or, “I told you, I told you, it’s just chips & eggs”.
What were your fondest memories of food as a child? This was the question posed at a recent dinner and drinking session. It’s an interesting question resulting in many an interesting story, especially when you have three people (for starters) from different cultural backgrounds: Polish → Bart (me) Australian → Kelly Greek → Xystros So we decided to relive the comfort foods of our youth in a series of dinners. Last night, was the first in the series: egss on toast with tea.
Spontaneously, Kelly and I popped in to The Gardens at Midvalley Megamall to see Source Code on the weekend. The movie was OK — nothing special — but as we left the cinema we stumbled upon something: Brickboy Toys, a dedicated Lego shop :) Within the first minute of stepping inside, I was 10 years old again. Why? Well, for one, they had the Death Star Diorama set![1. Not that this set was around when I was 10, but the sight of it made me jelly-bean giddy.] I was so excited!
When I was seven (1983-ish), I wrote and illustrated (at least) four books. This is the last in a short series of four showing the fruits of my labour in what was undoubtedly the most productive year of my life (so far). A Story About The Magik Pencil This is the fourth and final book my folks saved from my childhood. My last book was a lengthy volume, and I thought maybe I’d fallen into the alluring dream-life that is the long-form author.
When I was seven (1983-ish), I wrote and illustrated (at least) four books. This is the third in a short series of four showing the fruits of my labour in what was undoubtedly the most productive year of my life (so far). The House Of Horror Wow. Which seven year old boy isn’t a fan of ghouls and ghosts? And then the video game came along! I’m still interested in the paranormal, and aliens. I used to watch The X-Files — and not just for Gillian Anderson — so it’s natural for the seven-year-old me to pen a novella which included as many ghouls and ghosts and creepy-crawlies as possible.
When I was seven (1983-ish), I wrote and illustrated (at least) four books. This is the second in a short series of four showing the fruits of my labour in what was undoubtedly the most productive year of my life (so far). Trans Formers: I Like Trans Formers You don’t need an explanation of where the inspiration for this tome came from, however the choice to include a giant rabbit on the cover playing with “Trans Formers” instead of the Transformers themselves probably does.
When I was seven (1983-ish), I wrote and illustrated (at least) four books. This is the first in a short series of four showing the fruits of my labour in what was undoubtedly the most productive year of my life (so far). The Bravest Knight That Ever Lived I believe this book was inspired by the film Jason and the Argonauts. I believe this because I flat out stole the name of the warriors in the film for my story.
I’ll be posting some kinda special stuff soon. My dad has given me a few pieces of *work* I did when I was a kid; y’know, back in the early 80s, when I was seven. I must of had a productive year, ‘cos my dad gave me four books I wrote and illustrated. Four! And I have to say, they are pretty awesome. Classics. And to be honest, I haven’t written a book since. This opens up a pandora’s box of questions; not the least of which is: What have I been doing with my life?