Gardening bore

Let’s see…

Let’s see…

  Hello! Yes, I’m still here and haven’t been carried away by COVID, yet. I know I’ve been neglecting the blog in favour of work and gardening (mostly work). But it’s not like there are lots of exciting new life experiences to write about. Every week consists of us...

Confession

Confession

  We did it. We did the post-lockdown cliché thing. We went to Ikea. We needed a new teapot, you see. And some margarita glasses – yes, we needed margarita glasses – and Rob wanted some special paint for a garden project. So we figured we’d do a quick...

Scavengers

Scavengers

You know what’s the surest sign that winter is on the way? It’s not the arrival of this year’s wood order, which finally turned up about a week ago… The annual Rob-in-front-of-the-wood-delivery picture.   Nor is it harvesting the tempting butternut squash,...

Dry

Dry

Not dry as in sober, you understand. (Number of alcohol-free evenings in the past week = a pitiful 1. Instead of cutting back in the weeks after a holiday, our alcohol consumption tends to notch up a gear for a while.) Dry as in no water. I can’t remember when it...

Tart me up

Tart me up

  Here’s a neat way with courgettes that I made up all by myself, like the clever sausage I am. Now that we’re ramping up to Peak Courgette, it’s useful to have yet another courgette recipe to put into rotation, alongside other favourites like cake, briam...