Wednesday, 12 September 2018

An interesting surprise


Well, this was a bit of a surprise! Dead Ernest (last night - it's been deposed now) was Amazon no.1 in Christian romantic fiction. I'd no idea there was such a thing, and the link in this novel is a bit tenuous (an almost-adulterous vicar), but I'm not knocking it. I'd hate the book to be considered churchy or prudish, but at least its being considered! (Still available on Kindle for only 99p. Just
saying…)

Wednesday, 5 September 2018

How old is your heart?





This is a popular quiz doing the rounds at the moment. I did it here and was told that my heart is four years older than I am! All my readings, history etc were more or less normal, I had no risk factors, and I was the ideal weight for my height. The quiz doesn't mention lifestyle (drinking habits, exercise, diet - all of mine are healthy), so why add four years to my heart's age? I'm mystified.

As a nurse, I'm not at all worried about this; just annoyed. But I can see the "worried well" thronging to surgeries and clinics if similar verdicts to the one I received are dished out.

Out of interest, do take the test, and let me know how much older (or younger) than you your heart is supposed to be. You don't have to reveal your age!

Tuesday, 4 September 2018

Birthday treat?

How does this grab you for part of a menu?

STARTERS

DIVED SCALLOPS WITH BABY SQUID,
CROWN PRINCE PUMPKIN PURÉE, SQUID INK SAUCE

BUTTER POACHED LOBSTER, JERUSALEM ARTICHOKE,
PEAR AND SORREL (£7.50 supplement)

SEARED CURED MACKEREL, MACKEREL TARTARE, CUCUMBER, AVOCADO AND LEMON GRASS PURÉE, WASABI

RABBIT LOIN, RILLETTE AND PARFAIT, HERITAGE CARROTS,
CARROT AND MUSCAT JELLY

PIGS TROTTER STUFFED WITH SNAILS AND OX TONGUE,
ROASTED GARLIC CREAM

TERRINE OF GUINEA FOWL, HAM HOCK AND
SALT BAKED CELERIAC, QUINCE, HIBISCUS SYRUP


Not my bag, I’m afraid, but the menu chosen by John  for his birthday treat. I  like simple food; food I understand; food that doesn’t have to be translated or explained (by a waiter with one hand tied behind his back. Why do they do that?). And hibiscus syrup? Did someone once think to himself: hm. Pretty flowers. I bet they’d make a nice syrup to go with guinea foul. And pigs trotter stuffed with snails. Really? Who actually has these ideas in the first place?

I think I shall take a picnic 😋

 

 

 

Thursday, 30 August 2018

Of kids and carrots



Smallest grandson: Granny, why you don't  got any kids?
Me: I've got four, but they're all grown up. (I tell him that his father, his aunt and two of his uncles are my "kids".)
SG: Where was I? (when they were born).
Me: (sensing problems) You didn't exist.
SG: How did I get here?  (I was right)

There follows a euphemistic discussion about seeds.*

SG: Like Daddy's carrots?
Me; Yes! Just like Daddy's carrots! (Phew)

Those are Daddy's carrots in the photo above, as posted on Facebook. I'm glad to say that his children are better formed than his vegetables. He has some way to go in the horticultural department.

*I'd like to add that I have no problem discussing the provenance of babies, but as a grandmother, I know my place.

Tuesday, 28 August 2018

What your dog can do for you 🙂

Dogs are soooo relaxing to have around, if you don’t believe me, do watch this

Tuesday, 21 August 2018

Mugs


I read in the paper that you can tell a lot about someone from their mugs. Apparently, posh people have mis-matched mugs, whereas middle class people have nice, matching mugs. Above is a photo of some of our mugs. We must be posh 😀

Some of our mugs are very old; some not so old. And we each  have our favourites. When they've just come out of the dishwasher, we have a lovely wide choice. But as their numbers dwindle, we're down to the nasty thick football one (sorry, Joe) and the faded Welsh one (circa 1985 - why has this unpleasant mug lasted so long?). My favourite is the flowery one in the middle (a present from a friend), and we both love the one on the extreme right, although it's chipped.

Life is much more exciting with a variety of mugs. What do your mugs say about you?

Sunday, 12 August 2018

The complicated way to close a window

1 Make sure it’s a recalcitrant sash window. This is important.
2 For this to work, it has to be the lower half that needs closing.
3 Place your fingers over the edge of the window, and push down. You may need to push hard.
4 If you do this properly, your fingers will now be firmly jammed between the two edges of window. This will hurt. A lot.
5 Phone* the neighbours, who need to be out for this to work.
6 Phone the fire brigade.
7 Wait. This will also hurt. Try not to cry (I’m afraid I cried).
8 After a while, two burly firemen will arrive. With a fire engine. Although they don’t need the fire engine.
9 They will release the trapped fingers.
10 Voila! The window is now closed.

*you will need an accomplice for this, unless you have a phone on you.