This cygnet came over to see us while we were by the canal today. Sadly I had nothing to feed it. If I had thought I would have taken some brown bread. You are really supposed to feed them grain, but signs went up a few years ago saying don’t feed birds bread and some birds starved in the winter. I think the important thing is to give birds small bits of bread, if it’s big lums it can swell up in their crops and clog them up, also I guess it might be better if it’s a bit wet? Not sure, but as long as its not mouldy….Next time we visit I will take some bread x
Being together is supposed to be better than being by yourself. Not as lonely. But when you live in a small house it’s not that simple. A narrow galley kitchen means you struggle to pass each other. One persons shooing is the others dislike. You bought four huge pork pies? The potato salad is full of sugar? Why can’t you put waste food in the bin, instead of letting it float in the sink….. Then there is TV. We don’t have Netflix or anything like that, so we watch terrestrial TV. But do there have to be so many steam train programmes? Tools is another thing. Yes he has a shed, but this time of year he takes over the kitchen, there are batteries, middle boats, cable ties, screwdrivers… The list is endless, all over the place. He doesn’t like shopping and washing up. So the food is weird and the water splashes everywhere. My new cupboard door is loosing it’s surface because its always wet… So I do things myself. The most irritating? When I buy things for both of us and he eats it all first.
If I asked him to write his irritations, he too would have a long list. He would be right! Living together isn’t easy.
Interesting statistic. Married men I’ve five years longer than single men on average, whilst married women live five years less than single ones!
I had leftover cooking apples from this years crop that were starting to go soft. I didn’t want to cook a cake so I decided to poach them, with a twist…..
2 or 3 cooking apples
A half cup of diet ginger ale/ ginger ale or water and a couple of teaspoons of sugar or a small amount of sweetner.
Sweetner or sugar
Cook the chopped apples with the diet ginger ale (or ginger ale or water and sugar), choose which you prefer, the ginger ale does give the apples sweetness and a bit more of a bite.
The apples will soften and as they do will give off liquid, stop the cooking when they are still slightly firm.
Put into serving dishes.
Mix up the powdered custard as described on the pack. Substitute the liquid from the apples for some of the milk that is needed for the custard. Top up with milk to the desired amount. (I add less for thicker custard). Add sugar or sweetner to taste.
Once the custard mix has been boiled to the right thickness pour over the apples
Result, a tasty treat for tea. The ginger ale does add an extra bit of flavour.
You could probably make further substitutes to create a vegan treat.
A Thai curry.
The restaurant we go to is closed to customers inside but they are doing a takeaway service. The food is always lovely and tonight I’m collecting some papaya salad. And some lamb curry. Tasty
What to cook for tea?
Beefburgers, roasted in the oven because my grill is broken and I didn’t want to fry them. Chilli pepper, garlic, a sweet pepper, an onion, all chopped up and sautéed. Then I added half a tin of tomatoes, some fresh basil and a stock cube. In the last four or five minutes I popped the store bought Yorkshire puddings into the oven to heat them through. I put the veg inside the puddings and put the burgers on top… The only thing missing? No mustard!
I really want to make another apple cake but I keep getting distracted. I have paintings to take to a gallery who are going to try to sell them on line for me. I have to get my cats flea treatments from the vets. I have online lectures to attend. I don’t know how much longer the apples will last. Yesterday I used a large one to make apple sauce. I added cider instead of water and cooked the fruit slowly over a low heat v gradually mashing down the apples. Delicious with cream.
I wanted breakfast but we have no milk or eggs, so I had a rummage in the fridge. I found corned beef, cheddar cheese and some pickled beetroot. I toasted a couple of slices of brown bread then buttered it. Placed a slice of corned beef on both slices (I could have done just one and made a sandwich but I was hungry) added cheddar cheese and microwaved it till the cheese had melted. Then added the beetroot to spice it up a bit. I have to say I enjoyed it. Probably far too much fat, but sometimes you have to go for it. Other options would be cheese and tomatoes (if I had any) melted onto the bread then a topping of beetroot or even advocado?
Anyway, that feels a lot better.
Well he is around, and he did come in and eat earlier on, but despite it blowing a gale he doesn’t seem to want to come in. I think becausemy hubby has dragged him in a few times so he has decided he might be trapped inside (this despite spending two hours on the settee last night). I guess he knows his own mind, he yowls loudly to get out once he’s in and the door is shut… We will make progress I’m sure. But on his terms, not ours.
My hubby went shopping today.
I asked him to get savoury food.
So he got:
4 tins of tomatoes, a litre of skimmed milk, some mushrooms, brown bread.
Then, a large Christmas cake, Christmas pudding, mint chocolate matchsticks, grapes, iced buns, a chocolate toffee apple, clementines, bananas, two pomegranates, dried cranberries, two jars of honey, a pot of jam. He also got himself four bottles of beer and four cans of sweat cider.
I’m diabetic, so I can’t eat any of these and can’t really drink much alcohol. My sarcasm gene kicked in so I told him he was being ‘sweet’, I said he should get me some honey roasted ham or some duck in orange sauce. After I washed the shopping and put it away I asked him how much he had spent. I guess 90% of what he bought is for him.
I just decide to add a couple of medium chillies to my curry. I remembered to deseed them and chop them up finely. Put them in the curry and then finely diced an onion…. Oops I’d forgotten to rince my hands, now they are burning! Note to self, rinse or ouch!