Scotch Eggs (at last)

And they keep on coming. 281 so far!
How fantastic is that?

the first Scotch Egg postcard!

I wish I was That thin
















Clydene & Tom I did go to Fallingwater when I was in Pittsburgh but didn't meet Charles Frederick Brown












45 comments:

  1. Do you know how hard it is to find a postcard with scotch eggs on it? Bravo to the sender!!!!!

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  2. This was a wonderful idea! Love to see them all.
    Barb

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  3. Barbara Anne3:33 pm

    More amazing and delightful postcards! Eye candy, for sure. :)

    Hugs!

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  4. Such innovation!

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  5. Anonymous3:54 pm

    The postcard of the arches, the one above the autumnal leaf, where is that?

    Traveller

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    1. I think it's Winchester Cathedral crypts

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    2. Barbieg4:20 pm

      That's correct. The crypt floods regularly. The diver William Walker spent 3 years almost single handedly shoring the cathedral up with sandbags in the early 1900s. It was built on marshland but has lasted over 1000 years.

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    3. Anonymous4:58 pm

      Interesting, thanks for the response. Will put it on the list of places to visit. Traveller

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  6. Glad you are only looking at Scotch eggs on a PC rather than eating them!!x

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  7. Some real beauts this morning!

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  8. I am loving the spanked child. It is how I feel when John sends me to bed.

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  9. And still they pour in!

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  10. Readers will soon be consulting the Guinness Book of Records. Where's my card? I haven't seen it yet?!

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    1. Im photographing them all as they arrive

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  11. On my card I hope you opened the flap on the address side, it hides your message.
    I love all the cards, I have a wall with all my postcards.

    cheers, parsnip

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  12. Some great cards there :-)

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  13. So cool! 😎😎😎

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  14. Joan (Devon)4:41 pm

    Glad you got your Scotch egg card. Patience is a virtue!

    Received my card today John, thank you.

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  15. Mine doesn't seem to have shown up yet - taking its time to cross the pond - or Winnie chewed it up!

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    1. I've photographed everyone the day they arrive

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    2. Take heart, my first 2 arrived in 2 days, my next 2 over a week and I am in England. The post works in mysterious ways!

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  16. it amazes me how a little flimsy piece of paper can make it from one place to another without damage. I enjoy your blog and love looking at the postcards - lots of fun!

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  17. Glad to see my (in my opinion) best card so far has arrived at last. I love the autumn leaf one. Such lovely painting in replicating the leaf.

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  18. Great batch of cards there.

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  19. I can truly say you have some postcards here.

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  20. Wonderful collection! I especially like the second and third cards. It's also great to see the Frank Lloyd Wright house in the mix.

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  21. Anonymous7:36 pm

    I've been wondering what you will do with the cards once the competition is over. I favour your making various selections to stick on the back of your loo door for further comtemplation. They could be chosen by theme, say seasons, personal fancies, or just by whim. Or you could invite suggestions from your army of GG followers - answers on a postcard, of course!

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  22. Anonymous7:39 pm

    poor Malcolm!

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  23. When a scotch egg is cut in half, it's like two monstrous yellow eyes are looking back at you. The stuff of nightmares!

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  24. You just love those scotch eggs!

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  25. Are scotch eggs crispy, or soft? Do you eat them hot or cold?

    When you're old and gray, John Gray, you'll have all these postcards to look at to pass the time on a rainy day. It would be like sifting through a box of old buttons.

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    1. the ideal scotch egg has a breadcrumb coating deep fried. its not chrispy. you can eat them hot or cold

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  26. Anonymous9:16 pm

    I too am forlorned. Ours was sent two weeks ago this Friday :-(

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    1. describe it and ill check the pile just in case its slipped through the net

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  27. Lovely cards John,

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  28. Lovely batch of cards! My favorite is the "bull will charge." I wonder how many city people didn't get the warning and went in the pasture? We had a bull, Hercules, who was hand raised when his mother rejected him. He was sweet and we used to sit on him when he was lying down in the field and we ate our lunch. The only problem we had was that if he wanted to graze in another field, he would walk through the barb wire fence. He grew to be huge and he would stop traffic if he was grazing by the road so we always kept him in a back pasture. Just a handsome creature!

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  29. My S.O. took my postcard to the Post Office to mail. When he came back, he said he was surprised it only cost 35 cents. If it makes it to Wales for 35 cents I will be shocked! Think that must be the domestic US rate.

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  30. Mine hasn't made it yet because I haven't sent it yet. I have it; I'm just trying to think of something witty to write! That may be a lost cause so I'd better get moving :)

    I wouldn't have believed there was such a thing as a Scotch egg postcard, but there it is! That is amazing.

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  31. My card was meant to be a scotch egg card - it was the answer to the crossword. You are getting the most amazing selection of cards - particularly the hand painted and sewn ones !

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  32. Like taking a trip around the world seeing all these postcards. Amazing collection.

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  33. I'm thinking perhaps I need to try again. Does it actually take more than 2 weeks to get a postcard from Fuengirola to Trelawnyd?!? Hmmm... Probably!

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