Ebony and ivory

Ebony and ivory live together in perfect harmony
Side by side on my piano keyboard, oh lord, why don’t we?

We all know that people are the same where ever we go
There is good and bad in ev’ryone,
We learn to live, we learn to give
Each other what we need to survive together alive.

Watchin' Le Grand Prix du Canada

Last night I watched 'Le Grand Prix du Canada'. That went fast ... what a thrill!
My hero Jarno Trulli promised - after he won Monaco Grand Prix two weeks ago - he would be back, but failed to make Q3 for first time in 2008 provisional grid ...

Eatin' English cake... two years on the road!

What do you think ... don't they look tasteful?

Just take one if you want (I won't eat a dozen!) and let's celebrate, because ... today I am exactly 2 years on the road !!!

Thanks to all of you who helped me on the way !

I only have 15 months left before I have to be home,
and there is so much more to see ...

Making English cake ....

Tea is much more than a mere drink in Britain. It is a solace, a mystique, an art, a way of life, almost a religion. It is more deeply traditional than the roast beef of old England.... "
(Cecil Porter of Gemini News Service)

… but a cup of tea needs a piece of cake. And although cake as such is not eaten only in England, no other language has a word that means exactly the same as the English 'cake’. The continental European gateau and torte often contain higher proportions of butter, eggs and enriching ingredients such as chocolate, and often lean towards pastry rather than cake. Central and East European items such as baba and the Easter kulich are likewise different.

So if you want to learn how to make an English cake, you have to be in England. And that’s exactly where I am … so, this afternoon I made an English cake. There are a lot of different cake receipts, but I kept it simple using Katies cook book …

If you wanna see the result or wanna taste it, come and see tomorrow … we have something to celebrate!

I look at the world and I notice it's turning (while my guitar gently weeps)

I look at you all see the love there that's sleeping
While my guitar gently weeps
I look at the floor and I see it need sweeping
Still my guitar gently weeps

I don't know why nobody told you
how to unfold you love
I don't know how someone controlled you
they bought and sold you

I look at the world and I notice it's turning
While my guitar gently weeps
With every mistake we must surely be learning
Still my guitar gently weeps

I don't know how you were diverted
you were perverted too
I don't know how you were inverted
no one alerted you

I look at you all see the love there that's sleeping
While my guitar gently weeps
I look at you all
Still my guitar gently weeps