Rules to live by?
- Eat natural foods,
- Bathe twice daily,
- Fill your nostrils up with gravy.
- Don’t drink tea and don’t drink coffee.
- Cover your chin in yorkshire toffee.
I can’t follow 4, but I am quite partial to 5.
6 years ago today I lost my Mum. I always think that saying you lost someone implies a certain amount of carelessness on your part (there wasn’t) but it’s less harsh than the d-word so I think I’ll stick with it. We decided that this year we’d put mourning gently to one side, and instead commemorate her in a way which she would heartily approve of - with cake. This one’s for you Mum xx
Domestic disharmony, or, the Calcutta Cup
Me: Come on Scotland! Mr.B (glaring): You can’t support Scotland in this house! Me: I can, and I will. You tell me not to every year, but I always still do. Mr.B: Yes, and it winds me up every year. Me: I know. Why do you think I do it so loudly?
There was a little girl, who had a little curl, right in the middle of her forehead. And when she was good, she was very very good, but when she was bad she was horrid. (or better, depending on your point of view)
– My dad used to say this to me at least once a week when I was growing up. He still trots it out every now and then.Some days…
…. like today, all I want to do is pick up the phone and call my mum for reassurance that everything’s going to be ok. But I know I can’t and then my heart breaks into little pieces all over again.
If you have only just enough money to buy a bed, a chair, a table and a soup-plate, you should buy none of these squalid objects; you should immediately pay the first instalment on a Steinway grand. Why? Because the aforesaid squalidities are essentials, and essentials have a peculiar way, somehow or other, of providing for themselves. ‘Look after the pennies and the pounds will look after themselves’… People who look after pennies deserve all they get. All they get is more pennies.
– ~Merry Hall by Beverley Nichols
Spotted in Stockholm (and for the non-Swedish speakers amongst you, bajs is Swedish for poo)
Baking day
The long day of baking for the Jul market is finally done. Here is the evidence:
Ginger biscuits, vanilla shortbread biscuits, chocolate fork biscuits, chocolate cake and lemon crunch cake.
[The lemon cake fell victim to the horrendously temperamental oven, so the bits you can see is all that were salvageable and won’t be going to the market - we’re going to have to eat them instead. Shame.]
It’s perhaps more than I would have normally done, but this is our first event at the school here, so naturally I want to make a good impression…
