Friday 27 September 2013

Fancy a cuppa?




...Or No Bake Chocolate Biscuit Cake or chocolate fairy cakes or white muffins with a cherry on top or a piece of Liz's enormous chocolate cake or James' gluten free orange cake or Harry's world famous brownies or Joy and Nigella's cake?

I could go on.

And you will be relieved to hear that not everything in the kitchen is rosy. My flapjacks are now granola and the first attempt at chocolate icing looks like something the dog left behind.


And if you are on a diet no problem, there are books for sale, DVDs, CDs, very on-trend vinyls (from the first time) and we are giving a spectacular prize for the best cake. All donations go to those amazing people at Macmillan, so it's a win win one.


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Saturday 21 September 2013

sloe, sloe quick quick sloe

After my perripato along the seafront, the old man was left to scale the South Downs for the sloes as tis the season for sloe gin. The brambles may make it to a crumble or they may just stay with the sloes for the acquired taste sloe bramble vodka. After two or three, this may be renamed SLOBKA.

We know a place on the Downs full of sloes, brambles, mushrooms and wild orchids, but if I told you where it was, and all my Russian readers will love this, then I would have to kill you.

My week ended with a wonderful visit from Granny Smith (Margi) (not to be confused with Granny Rae Smith) and her lovely family including:

Aoife (f)EE fa; WEE fa-"beautiful; radiant"

and the first flash mob video of the wedding of the Century finally arrived, hurrah! And Rebecca, oh it's Beccy to us, deserves a special mention for the best and most fascinating fascinator.
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Male of Honour Wedding Surprise 'Say a little Prayer for you'

Tuesday 10 September 2013

Autumn almanac

Up until lunch time, this was the front garden.

then came the autumnal prune.



















Who knew there was a path?

And if it hadn't been for the prunus horribilus who would have known about the Himalayan Bramble? If there are not enough brambles for a crumble next year then it's going the same way as the echium.




















I think I now own the phenomenal berry.

and thank you Liz for the fantastic Italian you sent me




as you would imagine, I love him!





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Friday 6 September 2013

Gold Diggers



Went to see the old man's old mum today. At 90, she's doing well.







We went along the A23 and re-visited the everlasting road works. My boys, well OK not now, but quite a few years ago, would have loved it.















We even had to slow down to 20mph, just to admire them... ... it was digger heaven.















And there were not just one or two, we are talking hard hats and HI VIS jackets a-gogo, whilst they were all digging it.
















And I know cos I counted them out and I counted them back, there were forty four diggers.




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Monday 2 September 2013

Happy Anniversary tit

Two years ago today I had two tits, now I celebrate the day only having one. But as my exasperated GP says "at least your alive." "Huh" I say.

The pert 'Softie' which I was given at the hospital to bulk out one empty side of my bra was obviously designed for a bright young thing, not a going south middle aged woman who has breast-fed three children. I find the front fastening bras are the easiest to cope with.  www.edenhouse-online.co.uk  have comfy bras. The free prosthetic is fine to wear when you have to look 'normal' but mine tends to go for a wander and the detachable nipple does just that, falls off. Maybe it too has past it's shelf life.

I do still feel weird and have been offered counselling, but what am I going to say to them? I don't expect them to grow me another one and cure cancer at the same time. I could not take reconstruction, the idea of having one tit that just stays there whilst the other continues on it's journey downhill would be dreadful. I'm taking anastrozole for years which is better than tamoxifen (for me) as that caused the blood clot which then caused the pulmonary embolism so currently I don't fancy any more surgery.

But it's a sunny day so I have been chopping things in the garden, just to continue the theme.