A Jungle excursion

It has rained and rained recently. The tax bill remains on the verge of payment, but I did find time to make the first soap and facial scrub batch of the year, clearing out the last of last year’s supplies to make way for a new season of slittery. So we have plum crumble andContinue reading “A Jungle excursion”

Hippety Hop

I am still stuck in the leg brace. One might have thought that forced inactivity would have driven me to the keyboard, blogs to write, emails waiting attention and so on but no, somehow the one thing I could easily do has offered the least attraction. Over the last couple of weeks I have: finallyContinue reading “Hippety Hop”

The peonies are almost out, it must be Christmas

Like many families, we were split up at Christmas and Ishbel missed out on the traditional Christmas dinner and her usual Boxing Day birthday celebrations (indeed she worked an extra shift at the hospital). We posted down a stocking, a mini cake and a few odds and ends but promised when she was able toContinue reading “The peonies are almost out, it must be Christmas”

Drookit

Our last but one walk with Ishbel, a couple of days ago, was glorious. The sun was shining, the bluebells were out, much small calf cuteness was on display and this, I fear, lulled us into a false sense of security. Yesterday was Ishbel’s designated official birthday, the real one having been cruelly overset byContinue reading “Drookit”

Rainy Day Madness

Proper rain came at last yesterday, just after mum and I returned from walking the pooch. Since then we’ve had gallons of the chilly wet stuff, much needed by the garden, but a little dreary for the humans. Alas, it put an end to my excuses for not getting on with indoor jobs. Yesterday thereforeContinue reading “Rainy Day Madness”

Like summers of yore

The knees say early spring, the nose says summer! The blistering heat and endless blue skies of a week or so ago are gone. The sky shades unnervingly from brilliant blue to steely grey with mounds of clouds, heaped up like tumbled bedclothes. The sun is still very much there, its rays focussed by theContinue reading “Like summers of yore”

A Lidl Therapy

As some of you may know, my driving history is chequered. I never quite got to learning to drive when I was 17. A couple of lessons with Dad tattered my nerves and his and once I was living away from home in Edinburgh and then London somehow it never seemed essential. Indeed, there wasContinue reading “A Lidl Therapy”

The Advent of Auntie Granny

Lyra and I came back from a sunny walk to visit the Alpacas a few days ago to a message from my mum to say dad had been taken onto hospital after a mini stroke. I scooted over to take mum in to the hospital to see dad, who was getting very confused and distressed.Continue reading “The Advent of Auntie Granny”

Coorying In

Increasingly, I have to trick the dog into going out for a walk. At the sight of the lead she hides under the kitchen table and I have to lay a trail of gravy bones to get her into the porch (where there is nowhere to hide….). She has a point. The rain is ceaseless,Continue reading “Coorying In”

Reversing the sausage…

We are back to alternating days of grey sleet and rain and frosty sunshine. Comfort food has come to the fore and I am snazzing up my porridge with the pears I bottled in late summer. I thought I had overdone the bottling this year but I am powering through them. I like the wholeContinue reading “Reversing the sausage…”