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Wonton cases with
salmon, avocado &
cherry tomato salsa
36 wonton wrappers
1 thin slice of smoked salmon chopped
2 avocados, halved, stones removed,
peeled and mashed
90g natural yoghurt
250g cherry tomatoes coarsely chopped
1⁄2 small red onion finely chopped
10-12 drops of red Tabasco
2 tablespoons fresh lemon juice
Place an oiled mini muffin pan into
a preheated oven with pushed down
wonton wrappers to form small cups.
Bake until golden brown, this only takes
a few minutes. Set aside to cool. Place
salmon, avocado and yoghurt in a bowl
mix and add Tabasco to taste. Mix together
tomato, onion, coriander and lemon juice
in another bowl, season with fresh ground
black pepper and sea salt.
Spoon the avocado mixture into the
wonton cups, top with the tomato mixture
and serve immediately. You can use many
different mixtures for example crab, prawns
and or duck.
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Time flies when you are having fun.
Around the north coast the seas
have been rough most of February.
“Hey Chaos! Are you up? ”
I awoke to see the ceiling just above my
head. It took me a few seconds to work out
where I was. I was on Bill’s boat anchored
in an estuary. I could now feel the rise and
fall of the hull.
“I am now!” I called, swinging out of
“I want to go hunting fossils at the
bottom of the cliffs before the tide comes
in. There’s coffee and some leftover food
from last night in the cockpit.”
After coffee I changed and we jumped
into the dinghy and rowed over to the
shore. We had Bill’s little black and white
terrier George with us. George always wore
a harness as Bill said it helped to get him
back on board if he fell in. We beached the
dinghy and George was away racing and
barking at the seagulls that were standing
on the narrow strip of flat rocks in front
of the cliffs.
I asked Bill what he was going to do if
he found any fossils.
“Don’t worry, Chaos, I don’t remove
them, I just photo them. I have a favourite
spot down in a crevasse. It’s just around
I was scrambling over large rocks that
had fallen down from the cliffs above.
“Look, I found these last time I was
here.” Bill was pointing at some fish
outlines in the wall of the cliff. Just as
he pointed George flew past us chasing
something we didn’t see.
“Hey did you see where George went? ”
“No, but I can hear him. He sounds
underneath us,” I said as I climbed down
to the bottom of the cliff.
“Bill, there’s a ledge with a large hole
and it looks like it goes a long way in. I
can hear George barking.”
“Is the hole big enough for a person
to get in? ” Bill yelled in between calling
George. As he said this the dog stopped
barking and started to whine.
“I think something has happened to
him. I’m going in to see if I can get him.”
“ You had better hurry! The tide is
coming in fast.”
Bloody hell I thought as I slid down the
outcrop in to the water that was starting to
creep up to the entrance of the cave-like
hole. What was I doing potholing after
Bill’s bloody dog.
“George!” I called while crawling over
stones in the dark. I must have been about
three metres in when I heard scratching
ahead of me. I put my hand out and touched
a wet furry body.
“ What’s happened? ” I said patting him
down. His harness was caught on what felt
like a pointed piece of steel pipe imbedded
in the floor.
“Hurry Chaos!” Bill yelled. “ The waves
are starting to cover the hole, what’s
holding you up? ”
“I ’m on my way. I just had to untangle
Dragging George, I turned and went to
head out and found myself looking at a wall
of green water. I didn’t wait. I dived into
the water hoping George was wise enough
to keep his mouth shut. As I neared the
entrance the action of the waves popped
me and George out like a cork from a
bottle. I grabbed hold of a rock and with
great difficulty hauled myself and the dog
out of the water. Bill grabbed George and
was asking him if he was alright.
“ Hey what about me? ”
Back at the boat Bill asked, “Do you
think a rum would help George get over
the shock? ”
“I hope your kidding.” Looking at Bill
I wasn’t sure. “ Whatever, he’s not getting
any of my rum.”
Time flies like an arrow ...
fruit flies like a banana
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