DINNER
Pork and Bramley Sausages
Mash
Cauliflower

Walnut Dream Ice Cream with Baileys Cream

This week I'm delivering meals on wheels every day as the regular driver is on holiday. It took just over 2 hours to deliver 16 meals. Bit of a rush then, cos the meals are supposed to be delivered within 1 and a half hours. There's one lady, in her 90's, who was upstairs when I called. She hadn't been feeling very well, and came down in her Stanna stairlift, very slowly, to look for her handbag so she could pay me for her meals for the week. I was very aware that she couldn't move fast, and I didn't want to make her feel like I was trying to rush her, so it was an exercise in showing patience! She's a lovely lady, but at her age, living on her own, it's rarely a quick in and out.
The disgruntled man who was angry about getting pork on friday had rung up someone in county hall, I forget who, but it could have been his M.P. So the complaint filtered down to the local manager of wrvs, who rang me to say that he would not have to pay for his meal because he was so upset, and the mistake was made by the kitchen. Anyway, when I went to him today, I showed him the tray of food to make sure it was all ok. He was very polite with me, I think he used his anger all up complaining to those higher up.
I know it sounds like I'm moaning about the work, but I enjoy it really, and most of the clients are lovely.

Mr A has a band rehearsal tonight at our house. The bass player couldn't make it so he asked me if I would play bass for tonight.
Right. No problem. I'll just instantly be able to play along with songs I've never played before.
No sweat! Yeh, right. I'll stick to something really really simple. Like a one note bass riff.....

Cut down most of the fennel and the oregano today. I have huge bunches of them to dry. The fennel is about 6 feet high, and the oregano looked like a crop circle, it had gone leggy and squashed into a flattened circle. Now I can see the rest of the garden, as the fennel hid quite a large space.
Put in some lobetia that Mr A had grown from seed in the gaps.
After some vicious weeding there are lots more gaps to fill.....

Madam Broody is still sitting on the eggs. We got a bit worried because she didn't seem to be eating anything, and wondered if she'd just conk out through lack of food. It seems like she's had a bit though, and drunk some water, so that's a relief.
The garden's coming along nicely, the peas, beans (broad, runner and dwarf) are growing, cabbages are like giant green umbrellas, the globe artichokes bushing up nicely and the sweetcorn getting a bit taller, though a bit of a way to go before tucking into delicious corn on the cob.

Well, this seems to be a football week, with the t.v. being taken over from 7.30-10pm full of footie games. Mr A shouts out at the telly, 'handball!' or 'that was a dive!'.
Ah, bless!

Well, the sausages are browned on both sides, though square sausages would make cooking them evenly easier.
Try saying 'evenly easier'. Fast, quite a few times.

Damn! I'm out of sherbert lemons. I shall have to go into Carmarthen to the sweet shop to get some more supplies.
When you want a fizzy lemony suck, nothing else will do!