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| lemon ashtray |
[15 Nov 2009|07:30pm] |
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Unusually, I asked my sister for a cigarette, and provided both of us with an ashtray formed from a gouged lemon. My cigarette went quickly, but there was enough material for me to study two separate techniques for getting rid of the ash. The half-lemon filled.
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| lemon yoghurt |
[14 Nov 2009|11:30am] |
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At the Adelaide Central Market's yoghurt stand I asked if they might slice up and mix through the lemon in my bag, peel and all, as small as possible. After an ad-hoc conference the staff agreed, and one of them started preparing the fruit. She was careful about it, feeling the eyes of her colleagues on her hands. First, a layer of yoghurt, then some lemon, then yoghurt again, and so on, all the way to the top of the tub. By that stage I was hungry for it, and willingly gave the woman a tip. Verdict? One of the best morning desserts imaginable, if/when the yoghurt is excellent.
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| lemon applause |
[13 Nov 2009|08:30pm] |
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They called the concert "Coloratura Showcase" and there were numerous opportunities to loudly applaud the orchestra, the soprano, the soprano's dress. I did so using lemons.
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| lemon stamped |
[12 Nov 2009|10:30am] |
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My workplace has a green stamp in the shape of a krill, and a red stamp in the shape of a Roman helmet. I applied the krill to a lemon, one morning, creating a work of flash surrealism that stayed weirdly around the desk all day.
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| lemon gin & tonic |
[11 Nov 2009|05:30pm] |
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My friend and I ordered after-work gin & tonics, pleased to see each of them served with an eighth of a lemon sagging inside, bitterly disintegrating, getting suckable.
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| lemon slow lane |
[10 Nov 2009|06:30pm] |
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At the public pool I took a lemon into the slow lane, passing it from hand to hand as I moved in freestyle from south to north. This was not a safe technique, and I struggled hopelessly over my first fifty metres, passing only the idlest breast-strokers. When I'd completed two breathless laps I placed the lemon at the end of the lane, among other flotation devices, as an alternative for other swimmers.
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| lemon posted |
[09 Nov 2009|07:30pm] |
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Into a postbox in South Melbourne I pushed a thick-skinned lemon.
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| lemon ring |
[08 Nov 2009|11:30pm] |
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On the same day as viewing all three Lord of the Rings films on the big screen I made myself a ring out of lemon rind, sliding it menacingly (but fragrantly) along my index finger.
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| lemon foot-rollers |
[07 Nov 2009|07:30pm] |
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I sat in the big armchair and rolled my feet across lemons, seeking pressure points. The sensation was positive and immediate, and I kept pushing and spinning the lemons until they leaked their juice, protestingly.
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| lemon sandcastle |
[06 Nov 2009|08:30pm] |
On the first of the hot days Julien and I took our dinner to the beach, where I built a tall sandcastle topped by a lemon.
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| lemon archaeology |
[05 Nov 2009|05:30pm] |
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Into the site of a well-known archaeological dig I blew the seed of a lemon, hoping that it might be stepped on, then dug up, then talked about.
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| lemon framed |
[04 Nov 2009|08:30pm] |
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I filled most of my new photo frames with pictures of my husband, reserving only the last for a thin slice of lemon, pressed firmly against the glass.
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| lemon betting |
[03 Nov 2009|10:30am] |
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I was at work on Melbourne Cup day, entertaining myself and my colleagues by selecting horses on which to bet by counting the seeds in a lemon. There were eleven, for the Cup, so I put ten dollars on the favourite, Alcopop, who was wearing #11. For a while it looked as if the divination had been a success, until the race was concluded with the horse in sixth.
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