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There is wind where the rose was,
Cold rain where sweet grass was,
And clouds like sheep
Stream o'er the steep
Grey skies where the lark was.
Nought warm where your hand was,
Nought gold where your hair was,
But phantom, forlorn,
Beneath the thorn,
Your ghost where your face was.
Cold wind where your voice was,
Tears, tears where my heart was,
And ever with me,
Child, ever with me,
Silence where hope was.
November by Walter de la Mare
We have a saying in English - As sure as eggs is eggs (don't worry about the grammar here, it's a saying). It means you are certain about something. And one thing is certain, I love eggs. When I was a child I was a fussy eater, but I loved my eggs, it was the one thing my mum could cook me that I would happily eat, with no moaning, or grimacing.
To me eggs are the ultimate convenience / fast food, and I eat them at least once a week. So, imagine my shock when I read that in the Netherlands a toxic insecticide is believed to have contaminated hundreds of thousands of eggs. Eggs that tested positive for fipronil, had such elevated levels that their consumption would present a serious public health risk.
The contaminated eggs are being taken off supermarket shelves people who may have bought them are being advised "not to eat them and to throw them away." I have checked my current egg carton, and they are, as usual, free range and from Germany - well that's what it says on the carton.
You can read more about this latest food scandal here.http://www.bbc.com/news/world-europe-40824819