Sunday, August 24, 2008

Satisfactory Sunday - Gardening

As evening shadows lengthen, and all that ........... The trees at the far side of the Football Field always look good in the evening sun. Aren't the nights drawing in ?

And I didn't want to just leave the Olympics without a picture so No. 2 is from the TV. It shows the bird's nest stadium during the closing ceremony. We both thought it impressive.

David rang this morning. They arrived home yesterday from Longleat Safari Park and it seems they had a great time. Lucky with the weather and they found fun things to do. The giraffes were popular, and I am to be sent photographs.

Then we had an hour with the Sunday Telegraph and yesterday's supplements.

Both Y and I found the time, and the inclination. to do some jobs in the garden. I used my kneeling frame and weeded a small herb bed near the garage and Y planted some bulbs and weeded. Together we re-fitted 4 or 5 lapped fence panes which had warped and pulled the fixing nails out.


Bungus ........ Thanks for the additional Jessop background information and I agree, the tightrope story is mystifying. I think Helen is right about the Leicester beginning of the Jessops camera shop. Their shop seemed to be some sort of HQ and they ran (perhaps even still do) courses there.

You are quite right too about 'swear-words' and I remember my maternal grandmother reprimanding my grandad for using 'pit-talk' in front of the children. As an Eastwood area resident though, with our DHL connections, most expressions are now permissible. Even so, there are words I'm still embarrassed to hear in mixed company.

The description of your mouse's attire is delightful and I can well understand the need to anthropomorphize.

With regard to the suggested meeting - I await your call. You are of course, more than welcome to stay here overnight, as you have done in the past. If your car is tied up, it wouldn't be a problem for me to drive over and collect you. Or pick you up in Mansfield ?

The blackened room at Yorkshire Sculpture Park was a light-installation not pictures. Fair point though. But citing cinema is stretching it abit.

Helen C....... Y says I spend far too much on cossetting our garden birds but I do enjoy watching them so much. I am nowhere near being a 'twitcher' because I wouldn't travel a hundred yards to see an unusual variety - but the garden regulars, and visitors, are of endless interest to me.

The stuffed marrow discussion reminds me of the Dr. Johnson, or the Rev Sydney Smith story about the correct method of preparing cucumber. One of them said "The cucumber should be peeled, sliced thinly, lightly sprinkled with vinegar and then thrown away"

Jill ...... A tapenade is "Tapenade is a paste made of black olives, capers, anchovies, mustard, basil and parsley. You can use it on crostini or bruschetta, with pasta and in sauces, as a marinade for meat and also for adding to casseroles and stews"

In all the different recipes shown under a google-definition search, the common ingredient seems to be olives. So you were right.

With regard to a 'proboscis' for coffee drinking - I suppose you could borrow from young people's cocaine methods, and use a rolled-up £20 note. A rolled-up tenner would not be you at all. Trouble is it would soon get soggy. I think that the unashamed use of a proper straw is called for - I'll join you because it annoys me that one has to sit up to drink beverages. When I'm 'poorly' I spend a lot of time semi-prone, and coffee drinking is a problem.

Glad Jenny continues to improve.

We also are watching Andrew Marr but we resort to technological means of watching it a time to suit ourselves. The scheduled 9pm is little late for me.


Quotation time ............

"Someone's boring me. I think it's me"

Dylan Thomas

Sleep tight - Catch you tomorrow - Enjoy your Bank Holiday Monday



bungus said...

Yes, the nights are drawing in. The street light outside our window is coming on earlier and earlier. A pity it is not quite enough to read by.

Good TV picture of a very impressive structure.

I thought for a moment you had a see-through fence but soon realised it was a typo.

Re ‘four letter words’ I am increasingly less embarrassment by their use in mixed company provided it is known to be acceptable to all present. And I very much prefer to hear them (the swear words) rather than certain medical terms which make me very uncomfortable, particularly when eating.

I must await the result of my dental visit. If it leaves me in reasonable comfort I’ll be in touch re a meet.

Pictures in the dark. Is ‘stretching it a bit’ not what is also known as ‘lateral thinking’? Or is it ‘elastical thinking’?

I’m no twitcher but I was happy to divert through Eakring to see the Stork a few years ago.

Re subject of marrow.
For anyone who can enjoy the occasional vegetarian meal, the following sounds quite edible (with a jacket spud?).
Jinny Gray’s Marrow.
Peel and deseed marrow. Chop into 1” squares and coat in seasoned flour.
Fry gently in olive oil in several batches. Keep warm.
Clean pan and soften 2 large onions, chopped, plus a good desertspoonful of mixed herbs (say Italian seasoning or Provencale). Add tin of chopped tomatoes.
In large casserole, layer marrow, tomato sauce, grated cheddar (3 times) and top with chopped mushrooms. Bake 25 min in medium oven.

Dr Johnson (or Sydney Smith) had his view on cucumber.
In my ‘Colonel’s Cookbook’, the father of the author (Douglas Sutherland) is quoted on Capercaillie, the largest and most handsome of all our indigenous game birds.
“Clean the bird thoroughly and stuff it with the largest onion you can find, first seasoning the onion with salt and pepper and pressing into it a large number of cloves. Then take the bird, unplucked, and bury it in the ground for at least one month. Dig it up, pluck and truss and cook it in a slow oven for at least five hours, basting it from time to time with its own juices. When thoroughly done, remove it from the oven and take out the onion. Throw the Capercaillie away and serve the onion with melted butter. Sufficient for one.”

Would it be a 'proboscis' if it was not used to take liquid up through the nose – a new slant on sniffing coke? I had always dreaded ‘the tube up the nose’ for sustenance but when in hospital mine came out every time I went to sleep and I became almost accustomed to having it replaced – old saying ‘you can get used to anything’.

There are times when I can empathise with the Dylan Thomas quote. But I am never as tedious as many other people I have to listen to!(that is not a pointed remark!)

Don’t worry about it. When they eventually cart us off we shall all be provided with bibs and straws and beach balls to throw at each other. And lots of soups. But they are unlikely to serve tapenade, so don’t let that bother you.

Your friend’s rehab ward sounds rather a lot like the NHS ward I was on.

anonymousrob aka niftygoogler said...

Da daaaaa! niftygoogler returns! For more, and dare I say it, better information on The Jessop Monument please visit

Helen is quite right, Jessops Camera shops started in Leicester and their main 'showroom' is still there on Hinckley Road. I used to visit it regularly in the 80s as my work took me to Leicester about 3 times a week. Jessops were famous for having an almost completely unreadable price list. They used to print the prices of every single item they sold on two sides of an A3 sheet; the writing was so tiny it was difficult to see. I'm not sure whether they still run courses there; Bob Moore was the person who either ran or organised them.

We have had the weekend at the caravan; in fact we're still here. On Saturday we almost took advantage of Reg's permission to enter Lumsdale but instead went on part of the Cuckoostone Walk which borders Lumsdale. We all loved it, especially the dogs, or wolves as Martin Clunes told us on telly last night.

Yesterday we had our wedding rehearsal and our wedding photographs rehearsal. Denis and Joan came along and we took some time to check out various locations within the grounds of Newstead Abbey as well as angles and where the light will fall, assuming there is any.

All this talk of the nights drawing in reminds me that it will soon be time for us to be off on our summer holidays. 2 weeks in Calabria beckon.

This morning we went to Tansley car boot sale. One table had many photographic items on it including two or three Canon AE-1 cameras that looked in good order. I hmmm'd and haa'd over buying a Weston Master IV light meter for £10 but decided against it in the end. However, it did seem a bargain as in came with an invercone and the leather pouch was in excellent condition.

Now that I've mystified most of you, I'll end there.


Reg said...

Going back even further, did not Jessops start down stairs, 'belowground' in Jessops Chemists Shop on Granby Steet to confuse matters even more I believe 'Jacobs' was also a chemists shop 'across the road' Both started selling cut price photographic equipment which may have been grey imports at first.I certainly remember travelling to Leicester to buy some thing photographic that was cheap. Think it was maybe a Fuji 601Slr.
I nearly brought a Westom Master IV in Devon the year of the miners strike, discretion won as I did know if I would have a job when we got back home. Glad I did not buy it as that one was £50 and at that time a bargain.
I can accept four letter words on the shop floor,or down t'pit where the adjective has a meaning but todays youth just use it all the time. I blame tv for a lot of its usage.I read something earlier in the week where a book aimed at five year olds had four letterwords in it.