Thanks for popping in. It’s been a busy day. I think at the moment it’s best to stay busy, not to leave too much time free for thinking and pondering.
Went to see my parents today, and delivered a lovely homemade fish pie à la Delia Smith ! It’s an excellent recipe; never fails me. But I really must focus on the ingredients and quantities aspect of the job next time. Check this pie out!! Not one, but FIVE !!
I use an old cookbook from the 90’s, that my Dad gave to me actually! He loves Delia too!
It’s just about my speed, down to earth recipes, easy to follow. But you see, the kitchen scales are in the pottery studio (far more important to weigh clay!), so I was guessing how much of this n how much of that. Next thing you know, you’re cooking for the army, you’ve got every bowl, pot, pan and utensil in the kitchen out – and Dave is in charge of the dishes a-huffin and a-puffin! Tastes great though. And he’s getting it tonight! (Oi!! Smutty! The Fish Pie. He’s getting the fish pie tonight, Josephine!)
I asked my Dad, ““How are you, Dad? I mean, How are you really?” (he always says Fine)
His reply was profound. “I’m okay Barb. What’s happening in the world makes me very sad though. It’s terrible, you know. Very, very sad. Those poor people. Especially the women.”
And he caught me off guard, as he so often does. There was I, at Pacemaker and out of the Medway Hospital level, and there was he, in Afghanistan.
We talked about it. Well, he talked and I listened. Not that I don’t have an opinion, but I know mine. I wanted to hear his. We are singing off the same hymn sheet, which is no surprise.
So, now I shall go for a long walk with Dave across the Ashdown Forest, as we do most evenings, talk with him about Life and Freedom, catch a lovely sunset, and be very VERY grateful that I was born in this part of the world and not in that part of the world.
Be safe, be grateful –