....today picking and podding beans.
And just the act of doing this takes me back to the Belfast home and dad has been to his plot and brought back a bag of beans and peas and mum says..
...."Geraldine sit down there on that step and pod those for us for dinner"...
and I sit on the kitchen step in the morning sun and pod and dream.
Dinner was always at 12.30...what we now call lunch...
...5.00 was tea!
A plot is what is now called an allotment!
How times change and yet how times stay the same.
And we call it shelling beans :)
ReplyDeleteGathering vegs, podding beans or peas, top-n-tailing beans, all activities that have been with me all my life, and I still love doing it (preferably with company).
ReplyDeleteMmmm bean stew! xx
ReplyDeleteLovely memory! I didn't know you were from Belfast! You must read the poem I posted yesterday.
ReplyDeleteI'm currently reading a book entitled, "The Last House of Ulster" about a family in Belfast. I'll be reviewing it soon on my "Scan Lit" blog.
Kat