Tuesday, November 20, 2007

Legs - Still not good



These are side-by-side because No 2 is a crop of the middle bit of No 1 which sets the context. Two years ago we had the top taken out of this silver birch because we were worried about it blowing over and harming someone on the footpath. What is amazing is how the two branches just below the cut have decided to grow vertically, rather than out sideways like those only an inch or two lower down.

It is as if the tree has decided to grow back into a traditional silver birch shape. How does it know to do that ? - the difference in light levels must be negligible. Comments please !

Sorry to report hardly any improvement in my legs. It was necessary to get up this morning and drive to the surgery for my routine blood-test - but it was a perilous business. Going out with my WOW chums tomorrow is not really possible and I have decided to give EPS on Thursday night a miss too. Reg has offered to collect prints, and help out generally, just because he is a very nice man. Don't squirm with embarrassment Reg - it's true!! But I am disappointed that local pubs don't do a home-delivery run with chip-butties. Apart from the pain involved though it would be a disaster to fall over and break something. However, in recent years this has happened a few times and I have always got better and got going again. And Y is mking my time in bed as enjoyable as possible ! If we were 30yrs younger you could all misconstrue that, but I know you won't.

Anne Widdicombe enjoyed Cranford too. Please click for the link to herer article in The Daily Mail. Bythe way, for the benefit of new readers : if words are in orange, it will be a live link which just needs a left-click. Also a left-click on a picture will produce an enlarged version.

In Woman's Hour they are doing 'Dombey and Son' and it really is good. Mrs Brown is so frightening and then when I looked, I found that it was Geraldine James who is first-class at playing scary women.

Quotation for the Day Managed to unearth another:-

"The kind of patriotism which consists in hating all other nations"

Elizabeth Gaskell

For some reason known only to the compilers of qotations dictionaries she seems under-represented. The online ones carried a couple and my big Oxford only yielded seven ! I shall just have to re-read the books and prepare my own.

Comments Sorry AnonymousRob. I dont know much more about bombazine than yesterday's link. So I've linked it again. However, and this is because you asked please click for a little more. You are right about the 'confection' links though but I can't remember what they were called. I bet Bungus will though. Your efforts to obtain a syringe from the chemists were admirable but maybe the suit was a bad idea. If you had been suitably pale, skinny and dressed like a junkie, they would have probably given you a box-full.

Bungus. Your bread & butter pudding sounds magnifique. And I can only recommend readers read your comment for the recipe. I love the 1/8 pint cream and then later 'another 1/8 pint cream'. If you could e-mail me a portion I'm sure it would do mi' legs good.

I'm still with Freeman over the 'spies of colour'. To me it suggested bright bits of colour just peering round the edges of leaden clouds ( as they do). "Spires of colour" would have given an altogther different image.

Whatever, I think he was perhaps a better poet than our current laureate Andrew Motion. His Diamond Wedding poem for Queenie and Phil was pretty dire. Click here to read the full piece. Although Judi Dench did her best with it, to have to deliver lines like :-

"The years stacked up and as their weight increased
they pressed the stone of time to diamond"

Must have made her cringe. Bob's granddaughter Jessica would have rejected it out of hand.

I think Jill missed out yesterday. But I now she's OK because she and Y have exchanged e-mails about Y's next London visit and pulling in the Millais exhibition is mooted. Lucky them!

Off now to watch Claudia and It Takes Two. And there is a ham sandwich to go with it. David was supposed to be sending me a video which I could blog, but it hasn't arrived.

Must be on its way. Sleep tight. Catch you tomorrow.

7 comments:

Reg said...

Maureen Says I'am to nice. and atributes it to my lack of success in life!
She does like the bread and butter pudding receipt especially the last bits. Rather like her trifles ask Amon.rob aboutthem.
Keep taking the tablets and sticking on the patches and lets have you up and about again asap.

Reg said...

Maureen Says I'am to nice. and atributes it to my lack of success in life!
She does like the bread and butter pudding receipt especially the last bits. Rather like her trifles ask Amon.rob aboutthem.
Keep taking the tablets and sticking on the patches and lets have you up and about again asap.

Jill said...

Again it wouldn't let me leave a comment...

I do hope your legs are improving, do you know what triggers these incidents off? Over-exertion?

The bread and butter pudding sounds fantastic - just the odd calorie or two...I've never tried it with pannettone but I will now. I had an interesting sort of cottage pie at a friend's house yesterday - far too wet for her to go out and get potatoes, so we had the mince meat topped with a mixture of carrots and swede, mashed, and grated cheese on top of that. Very tasty!

Cranford - my hackles rose in the beginning few minutes when Judi Dench said 'it's all go in Cranford, you know', wish they had re=phrased that. But my hackles went down again as it progressed, I think it will be good as long as the speech is not too anachronistic. Bombazine - a silk worsted fabric, used for 'best' - everyday dresses were plain worsted in winter or cotton in summer. Silk was a luxury fibre then, imported from China, ladies further up the social scale had dresses made entirely of silk. Bombazine was worn for weddings and funerals, etc, and if in good condition would be passed down in a will - 'I leave my best dress to my sister Mary' etc. and would be altered by the many dress-makers to fit. Think of all those dresses being sewn by hand, and mostly by candlelight! I see it is filmed in Lacock - have you ever been there, Lacock is where Fox Talbot did his early photography as you no doubt know, you would find it most interesting if you could manage it.

Hope to hear you are up and about tomorrow.....

Anonymous said...

Sorry one comment double clicked.

bungus said...

I do not think your silver birch is acting at all strangely. Ours (and the willow) do excatly the same thing.

"...in recent years this has happened a few times and I have always got better and got going again." For a moment I thought you meant that you had fallen over and broken something, in which case I thought it must have been your glasses or your thermos or some other accessory rather than a limb, otherwise I would have heard about it (possibly more than once!).

Don't know about the confectionary unless it was something like 'kayli bombs'? Is that how 'kayli' was spelt before it bcame known as 'sherbert'?

It must be very difficult to take being Poet Laureate seriously.
"The years stacked up and as their weight increased ...
... they needed a new mattress from Jessop's for their bed
So unfortunate was the increasing floorward sag,
Or so the butler said."
(That's me, not Jessica).

"Two ******* walked into a building..........
You'd think at least one of them would have seen it."
Tommy Cooper

Anonymous said...

Thanks for all the information about bombazine, fascinating stuff especially the link to the mourning clothes. I wonder who laid down all those rules? Surely it wasn't Queen Vic? It isn't my period of history but I do wonder what was going on in the psyche of some Victorian social classes to make them behave the way they did.

I have to agree about the bread and butter pudding recipe except for the apricots as I don't like them. My mum always used currants and sultanas. As Reg has alluded I can confirm that the world's best sherry trifle is made by his Maureen. I have never seen one disappear so fast. Maybe Reg can let us have the recipe if it's not a family secret.

Maureen's comment about your niceness, Reg, raises a lot of questions. How do you measure success in life? One way, surely, is by the amount of people that like and respect you which makes Reg highly successful.

That reminds me of something RG said to me years ago - the real measure of any person is would you want to spend an hour in the pub with them?

Loved the Tommy Cooper quote; what a genius that man was.

Rob

bungus said...

Whoops!
The b7&b pud recipe should have read:
"1 slice of Panettone spread with butter and dark Seville orange marmalade;...
Panettone is full of dried fruit and peel already. If using plain bread, I too would add those ingredients. I particularly like the sharper flavour of apricot but any other dried fruit could be substituted.
As the hospital doctor was overheard to remark, when asked what quantity of a particular drug should be administered, "It doesn't matter; it's not scientific, is it?"