Sunday, 31 October 2010

Happy Halloween!

LOOK out! Look out, boys! Clear the track!
The witches are here! They've all come back!
They hanged them high,--No use! No use!
What cares a witch for a hangman's noose?
They buried them deep, but they would n't lie still,
For cats and witches are hard to kill;
They swore they should n't and would n't die,--
Books said they did, but they lie! they lie!

From The Broomstick Train
by Oliver Wendell Holmes

Don't have nightmares...............

Saturday, 30 October 2010

The vomiting cavalier

Today I puked my way to Chesterfield and held on very tight so as not to puke my way back home.

Oh. I did also have a fabulous wedding dress fitting whilst there.

Many thanks to Liz.....and Mrs Bitey ;) xxx

Thursday, 28 October 2010

Best day with besties...

Today we went to the Hall with S and G, and it was a wonderful thing :) In fact, I am still smiling about it. Having our two best friends there with us, in this place we have chosen for our special day was........fantastic!

I love you all.

Saturday, 23 October 2010

Saturday night

How do you whittle 14 hours worth of music down into 3 hours? That is the question......

Friday, 22 October 2010

Thursday, 21 October 2010





Saturday, 16 October 2010

And finally...............

.................out comes the penicillin

Terrible night's sleep and for once not all the cat's fault. I awoke at an ungodly hour for a Saturday coughing up a lung and with a tremendously painful sore throat. And so to the out of hours doctor we did go..... nice man, prolific teeth, obviously been eating a lot of chalk salads....and the nice man did give me a shit-load (that's a technical term) of penicillin.

I am now hoping for a swift and deadly blow to be dealt to this malingering cough/cold/sore throat-fest. I have things to do, like peel more pickling onions and cook things....and have a bath and wash my hair before I start to smell like a pickling onion.

Fingers crossed for the anti-b's.

Friday, 15 October 2010

Thursday, 14 October 2010

The arena of the unwell

So, I started to develop Jon's cold on Tuesday evening, I got that tingly feeling in the roof on my mouth and my throat was sore. By Wednesday morning I was sneezing and blowing my nose and by Wednesday afternoon my nose had turned into a running tap of snotty doom. I hoped, this seemingly being the accelerated version of what J had, that I had hit the apex of things and that today would be better. No dice. Fast-track it may be, but I woke up with a throat like razorblades and now sound a bit like Betty, she of hotpots fame, late of Coronation Street.

Colds really are shit.

Wednesday, 13 October 2010


Thinking of.......

1. Florencio Ávalos Silva
2. Mario Sepúlveda Espinace
3. Juan Illanes Palma
4. Carlos Mamani Soliz

5. Jimmy Sánchez Lagues
6. Osmán Araya Araya
7. José Ojeda Vidal
8. Claudio Yañez Lagos
9. Mario Gómez Heredia
10. Alex Vega Salazar
11. Jorge Galleguillos Orellana
12. Edison Peña Villarroel
13. Carlos Barrios Contreras
14. Víctor Zamora Bugueño
15. Víctor Segovia Rojas
16. Daniel Herrera Campos

17. Omar Reygadas Rojas
18. Esteban Rojas Carrizo
19. Pablo Rojas Villacorta
20. Darío Segovia Rojo
21. Yonni Barrios Rojas
22. Samuel Ávalos Acuña
23. Carlos Bugueño Alfaro
24. José Henríquez González
25. Renán Ávalos Silva
26. Claudio Acuña Cortés
27. Franklin Lobos Ramírez
28. Richard Villarroel Godoy
29. Juan Aguilar Gaete
30. Raúl Bustos Ibáñez
31. Pedro Cortez Contreras
32. Ariel Ticona Yáñez
33. Luis Urzúa Iribarren

*****UPDATE 14/10/10*****

All 33 miners have been rescued safe and relatively well and are receiving treatment/undergoing tests in hospital - some are expected to leave today.

A modern miner miracle.


Tuesday, 12 October 2010

Word of the day


[milk-tohst] Show IPA
–noun ( sometimes initial capital letter )
a very timid, unassertive, spineless person, esp. one who is easilydominated or intimidated: a milquetoast who's afraid to ask for a raise.

Monday, 11 October 2010

Autumn days

Autumn Days

Autumn days, when the grass is jewelled
And the silk inside a chestnut shell
Jet planes meeting in the air to be refuelled
All these things I love so well

So I mustn’t forget
No, I mustn’t forget
To say a great big thank you
I mustn’t forget.

Clouds that look like familiar faces
And a winter’s moon with frosted rings
Smell of bacon as I fasten up my laces
And the song the milkman sings.

So I mustn’t forget
No, I mustn’t forget
To say a great big thank you
I mustn’t forget.

Whipped-up spray that is rainbow-scattered
And a swallow curving in the sky
Shoes so comfy though they’re worn out and they’re battered
And the taste of apple pie.

So I mustn’t forget
No, I mustn’t forget
To say a great big thank you
I mustn’t forget.

Scent of gardens when the rain’s been falling
And a minnow darting down a stream
Picked-up engine that’s been stuttering and stalling
And a win for my home team.

So I mustn’t forget
No, I mustn’t forget
To say a great big thank you
I mustn’t forget.

Autumn Days
by Estelle White

Sunday, 10 October 2010

Hall and Mash

My dearest one and I went to the Hall for a second taste test and came away gloriously happy having made the decision to opt for sausage and mash. This homely retro fave is - as someone put it - so very us, and we hope everyone will enjoy eating it as much as we did this Sunday.

PS. Yes, that is Jon wearing his 'Penrith Tea Rooms' anniversary t-shirt

Saturday, 9 October 2010

Straight from the mines of Moria

On Saturday afternoon we collected Jon's wedding ring from Max the jeweller in Hebden Bridge. He had done the most beautiful job and we couldn't be happier. What makes it all the more perfect is that the sale of Mum's turquoise ring and earrings all but paid for it, meaning that Mum has given Jon his ring. So we will both be wearing rings that have come from her. We both liked Max enormously from the moment we met him, recommended to us by G we knew we were on the right track when this twinkly eyed Gimli lookalike popped his head over the counter and said hello to us. That and the mutual beard respect between him and Jon, I couldn't think of anywhere more perfect.

Jam and Jerusalem

We made our first foray into the world of jam-making this weekend, and what glorious fun it was too. As something I'd never attempted before I thought it was going to be difficult and slightly dangerous...all that bubbling sugar and fruit, but actually, it was relatively simple and straightforward and oh my god, how rewarding! - I've never tasted such wonderful jam - made all the more delicious knowing that the blackberries were free. Picked by our own fair hands from the bramble bushes near G's flat in Hebden Bridge. Next year I would love to invest in a jam pan and make some more, in fact, next year, I want to make more of all the chutneys, pickles and preserves we have made this autumn.

Blackberry and Apple Jam recipe

1k (roughly 2lb) of blackberries
350g (12ozs) of apples (eating apples, windfalls are fine)
White granulated sugar

Core and roughly chop the apples (skin on).
Put the apples, cores and blackberries in a large preservaing pan or large heavy bottomed saucepan. Add just enough water to cover and simmer until soft.
Sieve the softened fruit and weigh the sieved pulp (discard the skins and seeds left in the sieve). Add 450g (1lb) of sugar for each 450g (1lb) of sieved pulp.
Put sieved pulp and sugar into a large heavy bottomed saucepan (or preserving pan) and heat very gently until the sugar has dissolved.
Bring the jam to the boil and continue to boil very rapidly for about 8-10 minutes until the jam reaches setting point. (What is setting point? See tricks and tips below).
When the jam has set, carefully pour into warm, sterilised jars, using a ladle or small jug (How to sterilise jars? See tricks and tips below)
Cover the jars with tight fitting screw-top lids, or waxed disks and cellophane pot covers (waxed disks, wax facing upwards and plastic covers secured with plastic bands).
Label when cold and store in a cool, dark place, away from damp.

Tricks and Tips:
Jam “set” or “setting point”:
Getting the right set can be tricky. I have tried using a jam thermometer but find it easier to use the following method. Before you start to make the jam, put a couple of plates in the fridge so that the warm jam can be drizzled onto a cold plate (when we make jam we often forget to return the plate to the fridge between tests, using two plates means that you have a spare cold plate). Return the plate to the fridge to cool for approx two minutes. It has set when you run your finger through it and leave a crinkly track mark. If after two minutes the cooled jam is too liquid, continue to boil the jam, testing it every few minutes until you have the right set. The jam is far more delicious if it is slightly runny.

Friday, 8 October 2010

Happy Anniversary

It was TWELVE YEARS ago today.............

No, Sergeant Pepper didn't tell the band the play
Though it was in a little place called Liverpool
We began our relationship

Unfortunately, neither of us were feeling very well(!) So instead of the planned trip out for some food, we got a Chinese takeaway and ate it in our pyjamas. It was very heaven. Now that is love.

We decided, as we are on an economy drive, to make each other cards. I think regardless of budget, making them made it all the more fun and special. Jon made me a card with 12 brown paper hearts in a circle ala the good life, with a little bird to one side. I made his card a collage, of the last 12 years encompassing people, places and things we love and that we have done together.

Tuesday, 5 October 2010

Submitting the paperwork

We finally bit the bullet and submitted our chosen vows, readings and songs and now we wait with somewhat baited breath to see if we will be allowed our choices. Getting my favourite Clash song with a shit, piss and fucking past the registrar may be no easy feat, and that's not to mention the Hely-Hutchinson carol symphony knowing that religion is verboten. We can but hope that instrumental means acceptable. In the meantime, it was lovely to include the names of dearest G giving me away in my late darling Dad's stead; Shazza and he as our witnesses and also Ellie and Alex as our two readers. It felt good to be surrounded by friends even on paper.

Sunday, 3 October 2010