• Dropped

    Dropped

    I am a bad mother at times. Well, we all are aren’t we? Aren’t we? Anyway, I stayed out far too late on Friday  night and so to make up for being less than lively next morning I made Drop Scones from the wonderful Be-Ro book, my childhood baking bible introduced to me by my grandma.…

  • Sticky jam

    Sticky jam

    I made compote this week and so far no one has expired from botulism so I’m planning on making it again soon. If I ever get home that is. I’m writing this blog while crawling up the M5 (I’m not driving, don’t worry) from Brixham. I spend quite a lot of time in jams these…

  • In a jam

    In a jam

    We have a fig tree in our garden and each year I forget to pick the figs I know, it’s terrible isn’t it. This year I’ve remembered. And so I had a pile of figs and nothing to do with them last night. I found this recipe this morning and have just made two jars…

  • Spitze!

    Spitze!

    So, I’ve been off form recently dear readers…I switched Meds and something in The new mixed tablet disagreed big time with me and my tummy. It wasn’t pretty I can tell you. But I did get some beautiful sunrise shots during my sojourn in wales (toilet block was across the field…) so not all bad…

  • Right now

    Right now

    Beans beans can form a part Of a childish rhyme Used all the time By my two boys But then they start To make that noise And my maternal heart Flips And my radar starts To spot those onlookers Allergic to farts.