Busyknitter

Christianity’s Dangerous Idea by Alister McGrath – A surprisingly pacy read for such an intense subject.

The Winter Book by Tove Jansson – Short stories for adults by the inventor of Moominland

River Cottage Everyday by Hugh Fearnley-Wittingstall – I cannot even begin to describe how good this book is, every recipe an absolute winner.

Reilly, Ace of Spies – This series was broadcast in 1983, I never actually heard of it before, it was recommended by a friend. Gripping stuff, excellent winter DVD fodder.

Cream the butter and sugar

Add the egg

Dry ingredients

Fold them into the mixture

Add the fruit and some other yummy stuff

Mix it all together

Into the tin and wrap it up

And into the oven you go (140 degrees Celsius – 4.5 hours with no peeking for the first four hours)

It’s quite fun, but have to say not as profound as the author thinks it is.

The recipe is of course taken from The Blessed Delia. This is in fact the actual copy of Delia Smith’s Complete Cookery Course that I was given when I went to university (which I simply cannot accept was twenty-seven years ago, but that’s what the numbers say). The book is all dog-eared, the hard cover has fallen to bits, it’s dotted with strange cooking stains and I still refer to it at least weekly.

Currants

Sultanas

Glace Cherries

All the fruit mixed together

A generous dollop of brandy

And leave it all to soak overnight.

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OK, it works really well except that I can only do one picture per post. Looks like I’ll still have to use Photobucket for posts with more than one picture.

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Hopefully I have managed to connect my Flickr account with this blog. And here is a progress picture on the shawl (any readers also on Ravelry can see what else I’ve been knitting lately – I’m busyknitter there as well)

One of these days the Department of Work and Pensions will cotton onto the fact that Ted’s autism actually isn’t going to go away and let me off filling in those ghastly forms every two or three years.

….or the significance of dates or any hokey stuff like that. But the 19th September does seems to want be a bit of a pushy, extrovert date in my life.

It’s my wedding anniversary and the anniversary of my Dad’s death. Which is a bit of an odd mix.

And I have a wedding to go to this afternoon (friends from church).

And it’s International Talk Like a Pirate Day. Yarrrrrrr!

Sam ironed a shirt yesterday, no-one hurt.