... pop in an out each day to see what is happening. After a couple of frustrating days by himself, Duncan discovered that one vital piece of equipment that was missing from his "build-your-own" glasshouse was a son-in-law. Fortunately rua came to his aid, and now Duncan has a glasshouse that has withstood the recent bout of gales.
He has a chair and a chilli bin in there now - the chillibin is to store seeds - not what you were thinking!! Here he is with Millie.
And now the first seeds go in. Dwarf beans. Some handy hints on the gardening show last week mean that he potters in each morning to "open up" and then potters out each evening to close up.
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
Monday, January 17, 2011
Holiday food
The Christmas Ham is carved. Another triumph of succulence and flavour. Full plates now, so we all tuck in. Risoni Salad, redcabbage, feta and orange salad and aspargus to go with the ham. Hats on, jokes read, toasts drunk.
On my birthday I decided to have croissants. I left them out to rise overnight which was very satisfactory. Unfortunately my little caravan oven did not cook them very well, and while the tops looked beautiful they were very greasy underneath.
I was tempted not to put this picture of me and my cake in, as it certainly shows the ravages of time. However I've got to be realistic, and accept that indeed this is what 59 year-olds look like. The cake, baked by Lyn was scrummy, and even when I finished off the last piece about 5 days later it was still rich and moist.
I was tempted not to put this picture of me and my cake in, as it certainly shows the ravages of time. However I've got to be realistic, and accept that indeed this is what 59 year-olds look like. The cake, baked by Lyn was scrummy, and even when I finished off the last piece about 5 days later it was still rich and moist.
By the water
Wednesday, January 12, 2011
Normal Transmission Resumes
Well this is how our holiday began - wet and wild and a little bit terrifying when the caravan slipped off the jack. Sitting outside required an umbrella by the side as the downpours came and went.
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