Tonight's tea is.....

Chicken pie. Simple. In keeping with with who I am. Vegetables, undecided. Several minutes thinking about pud, then had a mini brainwave, in keeping with who I am...Howzabout, I thought, if I whack together a plain Victoria sponge cake mixture but add some almond essence and a little chopped apple....so that's what I did. After a 45 min bake it looked very good and I expect it will taste very good too especially as I scattered some chopped walnuts on top, only a very few walnuts mind you because they are the King of Nuts and can't be thrown around willy-nilly.
I'll cut a nice wedge, pop it on a willow plate and serve with a spoonful of ice cream.

Yesterday's sweet colourful explosion was WHOA!!!!! A real kid's treat of an afters. Thick with raspberry blancmange, sliced Swiss roll and a can of fruit cocktail then topped with canned Nestles cream and mini baby marshmallows. A carnival of a trifle. 10/10 Food doesn't have to be grown on your own allotment to taste divine.

At the other end of the spectrum..I bought a secondhand copy of Jane Grigson's Vegetable Book. An excellent read. Lots of literary quotes, simple recipes and a lifetime's experience. Wonderful. I feel it will be so liked, it may get stained.

Other tasties...
Watched American Idol and am so pleased my two favs are in the last 24. My favs being Jacob Lusk and James Durbin. Big voices which will leave the voters either captivated or deaf. Screamers and belters aren't a problem for me, I love watching singers spew up their gizzards.
Jacob is a burly black gospel type guy and James is a heavenly handsome screamer who has bad hair and Tourettes. Both men are just the way I like my entertainers. Either touched by the Lord or just touched.

Also saw a doc about clothes designer the late Alexander McQueen. Why do creative minds turn on themselves?
Or was it that his beloved Mother had died...?
Mother.

Another feast was a magnificent three hour fest of Horror supplied by our very own Mark Gattis. (League of Gentlemen) I Loved every second of this fantastic thrill and information packed documentary, clips galore, great interviews with the likes of John Carpenter and other movie supremos. So whipped to a frenzy was I that I lost track of time.
Was wonderful to see a clip of Night Of The Demon,( a much loved devil worship pic of mine) and was excited hearing about and seeing snippets from Amicus productions like Dr Terror's House of Horror....
Especially loved listening to actor David Warner talking about his time in The Omen.
My bar of Cadbury's Dairy Milk was relegated to second place...

Other weekend rides weren't as bloodily awesome but supplied respite from total evil. I watched a BBC4 prog (recorded) about the King Jame's Bible. Always delightful seeing enthusiasts enthusing. My pick of the prog was..... loving hands, placing ancient browning bibles onto off white cushions for their protection...


Did I mention my 'new' book? Elizabeth Gaskell's 'Cranford'....(30p)

Gaskell gossiping to a critic said "An old lady said to one of my cousins...' I have never been able to spell since I lost my teeth'.."

Lovely!

I don't know who that old lady was but I bless her English heart x

Now I must fly....................

Hey!

I got me a noo dish, it's very tasteful don't you fink. It aint the least bit vulgar cos it is decoratively subdued to a sublime extent!

So...We got cookies, potato chips, soda pop AND ME so come on let's PARTAY!!!

Glo's Buns

These giant buns are gorjus!!!
Made with an enriched bread dough and served with lashings of lemon curd. Smashing!

Tonight's repast is....Steak, saute potatoes, glazed whole onions, mushrooms and tomatoes.

Went for a jog this morning....:)

Little lemon racer>>>>>>>>>

Last night was a hot night
was a bun and fight night so
am kitted out for
an un-fun run:(


Pics of buns and tums probably coming later
if I alive!


Righty Ho off I go>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>:)

OK.

Bought a secondhand yellow Adidas hoodie... not for fashion's sake, just for jogging in. And then I went for a crippling run, managed to get half way along the road before stopping to regain my breath, carried on to the junction where, after a quick embarrassed look around, did a laboured turnabout and sort of ran/limped/ dribbled all the way home.
And all because my trousers felt tight this morning:)

I won't of course persist in this nonsense (or will I?) but I did feel refreshed in a blood red kind of way.


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I'm waiting for eight yeasted lemon buns to rise and will, after total completion, post a full colour pic.


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Mr H. is doing the late shift and so am unsure what to eat and watch this eve, something lemony and violent probably:)




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Was transfixed by tonight's Masterchef especially Annie's outstanding pud of cake and ice cream. Reminded me of a pud I used to make many inches ago...
A moist rich orange cake soaked in orange juice and served with homemade Mango Ice Cream. Have to make it immediately....Like Saturday.

I'm loving the new series and have, of course, found a couple of favourites namely, Annie and Tom.
Annie is small with dolly features and of a quiet disposition, Tom has wild brows is quite mental and American. Both I hope will go a long way.

Talking of going a long way...Just had the call.... so have to scoot to the station.

Nightie Night....x

Sun, dust and my new hoover!

I raced around from here to there...
Checking in on daffs and narcissi and other beautiful growing things. The glorious sunlight powering my cells. Binned a load of decaying tree detritus and saved a bug from death. Me and the bug linked souls for a few sentimental seconds then I let him/her go. And how the many legged thing zoomed>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

Cleansed the bird feeder with water from the hose. Splish splash. Sodden red shoes. With recent downpours the table was looking gross and so fearing illness in the bird population I got stuck in wearing pink gloves, it's now fresh and laden with nuts.

Hung out a big blue sheet and one pink sock. Where its mate is is anyone's guess
Vacuumed with my new hoover which isn't a real Hoover in the sense that it is MADE by Hoover but it's cheap and friendly and its vroom vroom made light work of a ten thousand cat hairs. I love it!

Bagged up loads of musty once loved kitchenalia and dropped it in the bin. I have to harden my heart on account of tons of stuff falling out onto the feet of the meter reading gas man:)

Columbo looks better further away. Settee been re-located. Now I can see my red rug. Lovely little rug it is, bought 15 years ago for a tenner. Will never ditch it.

No big cook in tonight on account of Mr H's quickie shift change so while the mighty is away the meek will play.


As soon as I sign off I'll gleam the gaff with own brand polish and get up to mischief:)