– 157 – Cheltenham Literature Festival, cont.

… aka ‘the busiest week I’ve ever known… The good thing is that this is the last post about the Literature Festival, the bad thing is that it’s a long one, so I’d suggest you grab a cup of whatever float your boat and get comfortable.  (alternatively you can just switch off now, I won’t…

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– 139 – apple cake

Not an apple pie, not an apple tart… just a simple, old fashioned apple cake. Delicious. In my old and tattered cookery book there’s the copy of an email that my mother sent me on Nov 18, 2000.  Seeing the delivery address makes me feel funny… a month later I would say goodbye to my…

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– 134 – postcards from Tuscany

I’m writing this wearing a huge wool cardigan and looking at the grey sky through the kitchen window.  We arrived back home yesterday afternoon… under the rain… and whilst for a split second the fresh air was welcome after the torrid heat of Italy, the novelty factor soon wore off. We were all kind of…

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– 131 – postcards from Tuscany

Sunday’s ritual. Drive down to the nearest village, Pieve Santo Stefano, built around a very small river Tiber, the one that flows through Rome.  It’s been an incredibly dry summer so the water level here is super low. Sunday Mass. which contains one of the famous ceramic works of Giovanni della Robbia . then a…

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– 84 – ‘polpette’

‘Meatballs’. I’ve been in a real ‘food funk’ lately.  Bored of cooking the same old stuff, bored of children with unadventurous taste buds, bored of juggling different mealtimes due to various commitments.. (seriously why scheduling a cricket match for 12.00pm???? It stays light till gone nine o’clock, surely the power that be could give family…

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– 7 – all the tea in China

Mr M arrived back from his business trip to China early this morning which is possibly the worst time to arrive in this house ever.  Bed heads, grumpiness, cries of ‘I don’t have a shirt’ for school’ or ‘we need more cereals’, me telling everyone to hurry up.  Not good. He sat through all this with grace…

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