Friday, February 15, 2008
15the February My day at home in monkland.
Once again there is little to say about the day.
It was cold - not below feezing, but the easterly wind was bitter.
But how would I know? I haven't been anywhere.
I did a small clearing out job this morning. On top of kitchen cupboards are (or were) dozens of cookery books that I have picked up second hand over nearly a life time. I am not sure when I last used any of them.
I have become adept at experimental cookery over the last few years. For example nobody told me to wrap some wafer thin slices of salami round the baked haddock, but it was delicious and added good flavour for our meal this evening.
Most of the books are now in a Crawley charity shop. I guess I could have put some of them on EBay, but I just felt ready for them to be gone from my life.
I kept the old stand by which I bought over 40 years ago - it has been covered in a piece of wallpaper that we once had in the kitchen.
Also kept are the Thai cookery books - for I assume that if I took the trouble to find the ingredients many of the things might be tolerated by my body. Actually its no trouble to seek out the ingredients - every supermarket has them these days, no need to find specialist shops any more.
I also have 2 books of gluten free cookery - which probably suggest you add tomatoes to everything!
Whilst Bill took the books into town I began to describe more books for EBay and this afternoon we listed 12 more items.
Describing the books has taken me to Grimsby, Penshurst, along canals in a narrow boat and through canal tunnels. I have learned a little about Janacek the Czech composer and seen what might be involved caring for a schizophrenic.
I have got myself up to date with EMail replies.
So I have been a bit more positive - but I feel weary.
Now I will go and watch some TV - my weekly fix of Gareth Malone (what a wonderful name). He is trying to organise a boys' choir and take them to perform at The Royal Albert Hall in London.
Good night.
Now scroll down for a silly joke.
It was cold - not below feezing, but the easterly wind was bitter.
But how would I know? I haven't been anywhere.
I did a small clearing out job this morning. On top of kitchen cupboards are (or were) dozens of cookery books that I have picked up second hand over nearly a life time. I am not sure when I last used any of them.
I have become adept at experimental cookery over the last few years. For example nobody told me to wrap some wafer thin slices of salami round the baked haddock, but it was delicious and added good flavour for our meal this evening.
Most of the books are now in a Crawley charity shop. I guess I could have put some of them on EBay, but I just felt ready for them to be gone from my life.
I kept the old stand by which I bought over 40 years ago - it has been covered in a piece of wallpaper that we once had in the kitchen.
Also kept are the Thai cookery books - for I assume that if I took the trouble to find the ingredients many of the things might be tolerated by my body. Actually its no trouble to seek out the ingredients - every supermarket has them these days, no need to find specialist shops any more.
I also have 2 books of gluten free cookery - which probably suggest you add tomatoes to everything!
Whilst Bill took the books into town I began to describe more books for EBay and this afternoon we listed 12 more items.
Describing the books has taken me to Grimsby, Penshurst, along canals in a narrow boat and through canal tunnels. I have learned a little about Janacek the Czech composer and seen what might be involved caring for a schizophrenic.
I have got myself up to date with EMail replies.
So I have been a bit more positive - but I feel weary.
Now I will go and watch some TV - my weekly fix of Gareth Malone (what a wonderful name). He is trying to organise a boys' choir and take them to perform at The Royal Albert Hall in London.
Good night.
Now scroll down for a silly joke.
