When I met The Husband, he fended for himself and it wasn’t long before he informed me that a kitchen should never be without onions and tomatoes: no tasty main meal (other than breakfast), could exclude onions. Add tomatoes, he maintained, and you have the basis of a good meal. Then last Saturday, I was given five kilograms of overripe tomatoes! Perfect. So, I set to on Sunday, prepared for a long day – it’s a two-step process – not difficult, but long (and which is partly why I didn’t get this out last week). … More Passata – squashed, saucy tomatoes
This week, had he still been around, we’d be celebrating my father’s eighty-seventh birthday. This week, had he still been around, we’d be celebrating my father’s eighty-seventh birthday.
Dad enjoying his favourite tipple, (warm) beer on his 70th birthday.
He was born at home, in Auldburn Road, Glasgow, the fifth of five children. … More The Dad’s journey to Africa: the beginning
My father loved soup. He would eat virtually any soup, from a consommé (hot or cold) to a Scotch Broth. As a child, I hated soup and every winter, my mother made it by the gallon; it was always a vegetable soup with one or other bone flung in. Occasionally (very occasionally), and when they … More Cool as a cucumber
Both my parents grew up in the UK in the Second World War: Mum in Oxford, where her mother took in evacuees and then later also billeted soldiers. Dad grew up in Glasgow, and with his sister, Belle, evacuated to a poultry farm . Consequently, we grew up constantly hearing, “waste not, want not”. Little was thrown … More Waste not, want not – I
Milestones tend to get one thinking and reflecting. When I posted There’s a Mouse in the House, I was astounded when WordPress congratulated me on my 20th post! Today is a milestone: my 21st post. It also got me thinking about how I celebrated turning 21. I chose to have a garden party – at home. And thinking about … More 21 Today!