I’m in Leeds after a day of lectures today, being plied with tea and cake by lovely people.
Thank you lovely people!
I think I was writing about the view from my desk a few days ago.
Here it is.
I took a cursory glance into my baking cupboard before sending Mr F out to the supermarket this morning, but discovered later there were some key ingredients missing for making Nigella’s Chocolate Guinness Cake (very easy cake – from Feast). No Guinness and very little cocoa powder. Not to worry, I have improvised. Half a bottle of Old Peculiar replaced the Guinness then I replaced the dry weight of cocoa powder that was missing with extra flour, then grated in some dark Divine chocolate to add extra chocolate flavour. The cake is now cooling and I am drinking the other half of the OP to avoid wastage. It seems to be OK. I’ll keep you posted.
I’ve been tinkering with a post on the Roman Catholic announcement this week, but I think I’ve decided some things are better left unsaid. I will just have a quick link: Dave Walker (@davewalker) drew my attention to this article by Frank Skinner in the Times. Very interesting point of view. Go have a quick peruse.
The other thing going around the web today is the whole BNP – Question Time thing. I’m sure most things have been said but, having stayed up to watch it last night, I was left wondering at the use (overuse?) of one particular word: elite. The “politcal elite” was mentioned by the BNP leader more than a few times, meant in a derogatory way. What does it mean? Presumably those in the main political parties. Do you know what? I think I want the country to be run by the political elite – those who are best at it, those with the skill, experience and talent to sort things out. Inverse political snobbery perhaps on his part. There are of course many other reasons for not voting for them.
Rusk is having a few troubles with the next tooth. Our normal sunny little boy is replaced by a grumpy, moany person. So sweet. I’m hoping the worst will be over before his baptism on Sunday. It’s going to be quite a party. Lots of lovely people visiting, much cake and generally a lovely weekend I hope.
On a related note, there are more vegetables in the kitchen than there have ever been. It is going to be quite some stew on Sunday.
What a wonderful weekend. My wellies had several trips out and now look genuinely muddy. My coat/waterproof thing to sit on is also showing signs of being ill used and I am so thankful that Dad left his brolly behind when he visited last week. Several toddlers commented loudly, “Mummy/Daddy why is that lady using an umbrella as a walking stick?” I rarely stuck around to hear the answers, but it was probably because I was walking up the hill behind the grandstand and not coping well with it, my back having objected to sleeping on a lilo and sitting on hard floors with no support.
Anyway, I am now home, clean and using cutlery again. I did have to think about which hand uses which implement, but not for too long.
It was lovely to meet so many people on Sunday and my husband is very grateful to you for not abducting me. He was rather worried when I said I was going to meet some people I knew from t’internet.
More tomorrow – I am off to have some cake and custard.
PS I have just got the new broadband connection working with Linux! Hurrah, I am surfing ethically again.