Monday, 31 December 2007
Sunday, 30 December 2007
I wrote about plastics categories 1,2 and 3 the last time which are recyclable at all the main household recycling centres in Wiltshire, apart from the mini centres in west Wiltshire and Salisbury. These categories are usually shown on the plastic itself as the appropriate number within a solid or dotted line triangle. The base of the item is usually where this is located, and/or it may be shown on any paper labelling on the packaging instead. Another possibility is the plastic name may be shown - PET (type 1), HDPE (type 2) or PVC (type 3). More information on these labels and the types of plastic may be found here. So if your plastic shows one of these numbers or the equivalent lettering, you can get a glow of satisfaction from recycling it.
Infuriatingly, manufacturers have not really made it easy for even keen recyclers like myself when it comes to recycling. For example, they use mixed plastics for the packaging e.g. the top may be a completely different plastic, often a type that can't be recycled. This includes the ring of plastic left around a bottle from the top when it's first opened - this must be removed from the rest of the packaging. Another common fault is the tiny lettering or numbering used - often almost unreadable to me, never mind an elderly person.
I'm also annoyed that a lot of day to day items come in type 5 packaging (shampoo bottles for example), which doesn't seem to be recyclable anywhere in the UK at the moment. I did ask Yeo Valley earlier this year why they'd chosen this plastic for their packaging, and they replied they'd been assured that facilities were going to be built for this type of plastic when they chose it, but it hasn't appeared yet. Why can't they and all the other companies using this kind of plastic switch to one of the other types that can?
Monday, 24 December 2007
Sunday, 23 December 2007
The leeks and carrots harvested today were frozen, but it didn't harm their flavour for our (early) Christmas lunch!
Saturday, 22 December 2007
The BBC's been looking at sustainable food this week in a series of special reports. A recent survey suggests that the British public is thinking much more about where their food is sourced from when out shopping. Whilst I applaud this upward trend, I'm unsure whether the high percentage (57%) found in the survey is actually reflected on the High Street - I'm sure that price and affordability are the key factors for most people.
Part of the sustainability debate is around food miles and our appetite for year-round availability. The Soil Association is considering whether to withdraw its organic label for food airfreighted from abroad, though there are also counter-arguments about how this helps the developing world stand on its own two feet. A good article on the pros and cons can be found here. A recent commercial response to this is the setting up of a vast greenhouse just outside Middlesborough for the production of year-round tomatoes. Waste heat and carbon dioxide from a nearby ammonia plant are being used for heating. It's being touted as a neat solution to utilising industrial waste products (and reducing the UK's carbon footprint) whilst cutting down on those pesky food miles. Initially it sounds great, but I'm worried about how good the solution actually is. Around 7,000 tonnes of tomatoes will be produced annually - how does this fit with the UK's total consumption? UK manufacturing is in general decline, what happens if the ammonia plant closes, never mind about its environmental impact in the first place? What's used to light the greenhouse, is this also sustainable? It cost 14 million pounds to set up, so it doesn't sound commercially viable to me. I've tried to find the answer to these questions, but failed so far.
Another approach of course is to concentrate on eating seasonal foods only, which is one of the reasons why I took on an allotment. However, NAH and I like to have salad for tea during the week - whilst I can supply a good selection of leaves for our salad for most of the year, I can't see NAH agreeing that readily to change from the tomatoes, peppers and cucumber he likes to have. So, I'll probably make these the tomato of choice when they start appearing on the supermarket shelves, but it will be with the reservations noted above.
Friday, 21 December 2007
After my allotment assessment here's my review of my gardening year in 2007:
Clematis obelisks - 3 new ones 'planted' last year, plus 13 new Clematis plants. All flowered prolifically this year
Gravel planting - a totally new (for me) experimental planting of herbs, alpines & Cyclamen in the gravelled path edges and side garden
RHS Membership - my Christmas pressie from NAH last year. A new monthly magazine to drool over, plus visits to Jekka McVicar's herb farm in May and the RHS Great Autumn show in October were inspirational
Willow weaving - learnt at Lackham College in the spring and now brightening up various garden spots as well as the allotment
Trees blown down from the public land - see picture. I nearly lost several shrubs and an apple tree whilst we were on holiday in Wales in June. However, the Rosa 'New Dawn' and Hydrangea have appreciated the additional light in this once shady corner
Vine weevil - adults were seen much more frequently this year and in the front garden for the first time. Thankfully no sign of root damage by grubs - yet
Rain stopped play - for days (and what felt like weeks) at at time
Thursday, 20 December 2007
My e-mail to Wiltshire County Council yesterday:
I'd like some clarification on what can and can't be recycled at the household waste centres, such as my local one at Stanton St Quintin. The guidance in Wiltshire Wildlife Trust's directory, says any plastic labelled 1,2 or 3 is recyclable. Until recently this guidance seemed to be in line with the helpful display board at the recycling centre showing examples of what could and couldn't be put into the plastics skip. That sign has been removed and replaced with a sign saying plastic bottles only. Now plastic bottles can be labelled either 1 or 2 - are both these types still acceptable? If they are, does this also mean that other plastic waste labelled with a 1 or 2 is also acceptable? Examples I have in my current rubbish include - milk bottle tops (2), Vitality yoghurt drink containers (2) and Sainsbury's vine tomato packaging (1). If these are not acceptable, can you explain why this is, when it's the same base material as the plastic bottles.
Can you also confirm whether plastic type 3 is still recyclable? If it isn't, why was it earlier, but not now?
Their quick response, today:
You are still able to recycle types 1,2 and 3 plastics at the Household Recycling Centres (it is only at the mini recycling centres, located in West Wiltshire and Salisbury where there is a limitation of plastic bottles only). I have notified our recycling contractors, Hills Waste Solutions and they have advised me that they are re-vamping the signage to make it clearer as to what can and can't be recycled. But as far as they are aware the signage has always said 'plastic bottles only'. However, plastics type 1,2 and 3 can definitely still be accepted at the Household Recycling Centres and the signage will be changed in the near future to make it clearer that types 1, 2 and 3 plastics can be accepted.
I hope this clarifies the situation. For more information on recycling in Wiltshire visit here
Her ordeal reminded me that I failed to report my all-time allotment lowest of the low in yesterday's posting. I managed to get the car stuck up there last February. I'd only popped up there to get a few leeks and before doing so decided to turn the car round at the far end, so I could make a quick getaway. How naive! There'd been constant rain for the past few days, so the car slithered half way round the turn and one wheel ended in the edge ditch of Plot 22. I'd also forgotten my mobile (typical :0), so sat there and had a good think about what to do. Inspiration struck - I'll use my carpet stash from the shed to put under the wheels to get some traction (see Allotment Society, there are good reasons for having carpet on site)! Try as hard as I might, it wouldn't quite budge. Now what to do? I know, I'll walk over to the Office Park over the road and ring NAH. It turned out that all but one (the last one of course) of the offices had secure doors, so I couldn't get into them. I entered the last office, only to find that very day they were having the entrance carpet refitted - a lovely, clean off-white colour, so I had to stand on the 1 piece of plastic sheeting available at the entrance, in my muddy wellies, looking like a creature beamed in from a totally different planet, shout my plight to the receptionist 20 feet away and ask her if I could borrow her phone. Phone duly obtained, I phoned NAH, only to find he wasn't at his desk at the time. I left a pathetic, female in plight voicemail and trudged back to the allotment to await my knight in shining armour.
He didn't come by the deadline I'd given him of course - half an hour as it was freezing cold and getting dark by then, so I trudged the 25 minute walk home, with said leeks, so it wasn't a completely wasted journey. Of course, when I got home, NAH had left a message on our answerphone saying he was at the allotment, but couldn't get in because I'd locked the gate. By now it was dark and NAH's hometime. Duly home, his advice was to call the RAC. They did come out an hour later, but couldn't get the car shifted either. Luckily, NAH has a colleague with a Land Rover, so they went up to the allotment the next day and got my car towed out. Naturally, a couple of other plot holders saw this happen, so I've had much leg pulling over my exploits since then!
I've been a little tardy in putting out the bird feeders this year. This was partly due to the quiet late Autumn and prolific berries on the trees and shrubs close to the house. I usually have 6 feeders on the go, but have only put this one out today owing to the large increase in squirrels visiting the other feeders (yes, even the 'squirrel proof' ones!) last winter. This culminated in us having squirrels nesting in the loft a couple of times this year, so I've not wanted to encourage them back.
This feeder seems to be the only one in my current possession where the pesky critters haven't worked out how to get at the feed, so it'll have to do for now. I'm hoping Santa brings some more in time for the RSPB Garden Birdwatch at the end of January.
Wednesday, 19 December 2007
Well, it's the time of the year when we all engage in a little navel gazing and decide what went well, what could be better, jobs for next year etc. etc. So in this tradition, here are the highs and lows for Plot 14 this year.
Strawberries - 23 punnets (peach sized punnets that is) in 10 days (5-15 June, our holiday to Wales halted the count). I reckon the warm Spring weather gave me 100% fruit set
Potatoes - allotment old hands were amazed that I was the only plotholder left with a maincrop growing at the end of June, courtesy of a blight resistant variety, Sarpo Axona
Carrots - carrot fly free for the first time thanks to the use of the holey galvanised bucket I found in the ancient ditch bordering our site
Fennel - self-seeded on the plot, producing plenty of seeds for our pizzas and pots of fennel tea
Robins - they returned to nest in my shed this year and helped keep down the mega slug population explosion thanks to the summer wet
Firetongue beans - my new crop for this year and grown up my lovely self-made willow obelisk
Tomatoes - even my insurance crop on the garden patio failed
Pears - 1 tree succumbed to scab
Sweetcorn - just 18" high and little cob formation to speak of
Parsnip - not 1 seed germinated
Compost bin - I think a rat's got in there
Carpets - they've been banned from all Chippenham sites. They've been my weed supressant measure in previous years until I got round to planting all the beds up
- The Holly and the Ivy - to a much better tune than the traditional one
- Aka si rekisho - traditional Georgian song, Bradford on Avon Choir only
- Shedrik - Ukrainian New Year's carol, currently being used for various advertisements
- Careless Love - Blues song, Hullavington Choir only
- Gaudete - 5 of us volunteered to sing the 4th verse
- Under the Boardwalk - our choir's solo piece, we subversive sopranoes managed to get the Bridge right for once!
- Patapan - originally French, sang the descant on the last verse
- Field Mice's Carol - the lovely poem from The Wind in the Willows, with us all decked out in hats, scarves and general Christmas bling!
The best part is we've raised over £300, which is enough to provide fresh, clean water for nearly 500 people in Zambia.
Firstly the rules:
- Each player starts with eight random facts/habits about themselves.
- People who are tagged need to write a post on their own blog (about their eight things) and post these rules.
- At the end of your blog, choose people to get tagged and list their names. Or don’t. Who’s going to check?
So without any further ado, here's my eight totally random factoids:
- I'd like to be able to play the saxophone
- I used to keep lists of new things I'd done/experienced in a year. This was to reassure myself I wasn't getting in a rut
- I've swum with a duck-billed platypus
- I collect stamps (First Day Covers), so I must have an anorak hidden in me somewhere. I've even written a piece about it for my blog, but don't want to bore you that much
- I want to see a volcano erupt
- My first memory is being wheeled in my pram, wearing a bright yellow knitted romper suit
- I had a holiday job as a student involving testing peas for their tenderness and breaking a 10 tonne block of ice into (relatively) smaller pieces with a pickaxe
- I met NAH at a swimming pool in Whitley Bay. I liked the cut of his gib (so to speak), he was impressed by my GB print Speedo swimming cossie. The rest is history...
Here's my tags:
Jess, because she's the one who inspired me to give blogging a go; Judith, because of all the coincidences conspiring to make us meet; Simon, for his thoughtful posting/comments and awesome shed; Bare Bones Gardener, for making me stop and think
Tuesday, 18 December 2007
It's been a strange old week for VP. A casual look at My Tiny Plot's comments early last week took me to Everything in the Garden's Rosy. I left a comment on her Lacock posting and blow me after a couple of exchanged e-mails we find we're based in the same town, live on the same estate and both have an allotment on the same site :-0
After that we had to meet up and inspect each other's plots and duly did so yesterday - yippee! We then retired to my house for a chat in warmer climes and found we not only come from the same city, but also went to the same school. Our attendance overlaps by a couple of years and we'd both been sitting there thinking the other was slightly familiar. It seems very spooky, but according to the 6 degrees of separation phenomenon, it shouldn't be as surprising as it feels. This was successfully re-tested via e-mail in 2003 - however, it looks like our blogging version comes well within the 6 steps:
1. I find the Bath Crafting Cranny, enjoy it so much & decide to blog
2. I set up my own blog
3. The blog's linked to My Tiny Plot (MTP) - found via Bath Crafting Cranny
4. Find Everything's in the Garden's Rosy on MTP's All Change Please comments and voila!
Can you beat this? What's your most spooky coincidence?
Sunday, 16 December 2007
Seven of us went for the day, so I guess there was lots of chatting and setting the world to rights as well. It was a fabulous break away from the Christmas mayhem. We're set to repeat the experience at a local healthclub in the New Year (yippee!), so our 'My Body is a Temple' New Years' Resolution intentions will be maintained for one month at least.
* = Girls' Day Out
- What proportion of web users are on dial-up vs. broadband? This will probably vary by country, so a breakdown by country would be useful, if available
- If I make my site mainly text based, is this going to put off those readers who don't have download issues?
- Where can I get information on download times for my website? How do I tell if these are good or bad?
- Where can I get a simple, non-technical guide to website optimisation?
Looking at and learning from other people's blogs, I'd been thinking of a re-design of mine to include more pictures per posting and/or put more pictures in the sidebar. I was also considering upgrading my camera so that picture quality would be better, especially for close-up shots. Bare Bones Gardener's made me think again!
Saturday, 15 December 2007
Thursday, 13 December 2007
A post I found on Turquoise Lisa's site made me reach guiltily for my rucksack the other day. She'd cleared out her bag and is now skipping around much less laden and carefree after getting rid of all her detritus.
I'd been feeling that there were a couple of extra bricks in my bag lately, so I guiltily peeked in there. It was a bit like an archaelogical dig into my life from the past decade or so. Here's what I found:
Common sense things - keys, purse, raincoat in a bag (for summer emergencies when I don't have a coat), glasses, credit cards, cheque book, mobile phone, deodorant, tissues, emergency sewing kit, 3x 'Bags for Life' (so I can say 'no' to all that plastic on offer at the supermaket checkout), dentist's appointment card for 12/12/2008, work security pass, National Trust Volunteer pass, biro, 1 minty lipsalve
What how many? - 2x pairs sunglasses, 2x open packs cough sweets (not furry luckily), 2x open packs paracetamol, 50 x rail tickets (Jan 2006 - May 2007), 2x rail season ticket holders, 10 till receipts (rail tickets, restaurant, hairdresser, charity shop & 1 completely illegible), 6x out of date appointment cards (3x dentist - as far back as 2002, 2x hairdresser, reflexologist), 2x train timetables (current and the last one), 2x building society deposit slips (from last year), 18x various tourist information leaflets (Somerset, Cornwall, Gloucestershire, Bristol & Bath)
Just plain daft - 3x empty garden gift voucher cards (I like the pictures!), a skittles game from a cracker, work pool car driving permit (expired 2/2/2006), lots of crumpled purple Post-it page markers (for marking up my coursebooks ready for my Business Analysis Diploma exams 2 years ago), hairdresser loyalty swipe card (defunct at least 2 years ago), contact numbers for my fellow work Special Olympics volunteers from 4 years ago, an unopened letter from work (open it, it won't bite you!), local garden centre newsletter (July 2006)
I haven't even begun on my purse yet, I'm saving that for tomorrow...
I'm catching up on my jobs this week - my garlic usually goes into pots in November. In my defence the local garden centre had sold out and I'm still awaiting my first mail order of the Cristo variety. An emergency order with Suffolk Herbs at the end of November yielded 3 large bulbs of Thermidrome, ready for planting. They promised a minimum of 18 cloves, I planted out 25 lovely big, fat cloves today.
I'm still experimenting with planting times. My plot's too clayey for direct planting for overwinter, hence the potted approach. These have been put by my coldframes in the garden to shiver away there until the spring. I'll also plant some out directly onto the plot in February - hopefully the Cristo will have turned up by then as it really is the best variety to grow. My results with this belt and braces approach have been variable - some years the pot sown win, others the plot sown. It seems to depend on the amount of rain/frost we get. I had an almost total crop failure of February sown this year because of the warm weather. There was no frost to get the bulb/clove formation, so all I got was green stem. So last November's planting was definitely this year's winner.
I came across these in the airing cupboard today. I'd forgotten I'd put them in there to dry after the autumnal plot clearing last month. Needless to say they're now in a nice clean jar ready to be added to my 'allotment soup' or made into hummus.
They're the firetongue bean - a first on the plot for me this year. I'm planning to grow much more of them next year.
Tuesday, 11 December 2007
This has got to be one of my best web finds in ages - a combination of 2 of my favourite things, vegetables and music. Unlike the rest of us, the Vienna Vegetable Orchestra use their veg to make instruments such as celery bongoes, carrot flutes, pumpkin basses and leek violins. Do checkout their website, particularly the video of them shopping for, preparing and then performing on their freshly made instruments. I do hope they come and perform in the UK, in the meantime I'm off to try my hand at making a cucumberophone...
Thanks to the Vienna Vegetable Orchestra for the image used in this posting.
Sunday, 9 December 2007
Friday, 7 December 2007
I'm not against ballroom dancing per se. I've even been known to take to the dance floor myself from time to time, so I guess I'm more pro the participation side of things than watching it. When I was 10, I attended the Maureen Lewis School of Ballroom Dancing on Saturday mornings. This was held near our house in a large, airy room above several high street shops. Maureen herself was a faded version of the professional dancers currently gracing our screens and seemed impossibly glamorous to me. The main problem with the classes was the lack of boys as partners - such an activity was deemed to cissy for them. Tell that to Anton or Brendan! I was often cast as the boy, or simply danced on my own. Maureen's solution was to include plenty of fun dances, such as The March of the Mods, which required mass dancing, not partners.
The weekly highlight for me was a single dance with a male partner. I don't know how it began, but after a while the Cha Cha Cha was always reserved for Clive (Maureen's dance partner) to dance with me. It must have looked distinctly odd to our audience though - a plump, awkward child dancing with an extremely tall, elegant gentleman. I didn't mind though - in my imagination I was wowing them at the World Championships. Since then, my only other major encounter with ballroom dancing was an invitation to the Finnish Embassy in London 10 years ago, where the evening's entertainment was to be an exhibition of Finland's national dance, the Tango. Finland - what about Argentina? Sadly, I was too much of a coward to go as I couldn't understand why I'd been sent the invitation. I'm sure I missed out on a real treat.
I did enjoy Strictly last week though, snuggled up cosily with my niece (10) and nephew (6) on the sofa, joining in with their running commentary on the proceedings. My niece gets so involved with it, willing her favourites to stay in the competition. I'm also rather envious of my neighbours, who've joined with the many others in the land now going to dancing classes. I doubt I'll be joining them though, as I still have the same partner problem as when I was 10: NAH absolutely refuses to dance unless very, very drunk. An absolute non-starter then.
Inspired by Saturday's wreath making at Nostell Priory, I've been gathering plenty of material today for the Stitched Up Posse's (SUP) visit on Sunday. They've been invited over for a Christmas decoration making session. They think it's going to be stuff like willow stars and reindeer. Little do they know what I've actually got in store for them - tee hee! Luckily for them I'll also be making an afternoon tea of mulled wine, crumpets, mince pies to keep them going.
Most of this little lot came from my friend Wendy in Lacock. There's a mix of willow, hazel, winter jasmine, rose hips and Euonymus all collected from her garden and hedgerows. The teasels came from the field next to Lackham College and are my alternative to pine cones as I haven't found any yet. Wendy's neighbour Barry told me they were there. I've got dogwood, ivy and conifer to come from my own garden.
Thanks very much guys and Merry Christmas!
Wednesday, 5 December 2007
Reading Metro on the train today, I found out it's UN International Volunteer Day. This was very apt as I was on my way to Swindon for my weekly day at Heelis, the environmetally friendly National Trust HQ at the time. I'm currently working in the Gardens & Parks department, sorting out some of their archives and also advising on project manangement for an exciting new project (more in a later post!). I need to gain more knowledge of plant Latin for my RHS course, the National Trust need someone with project management experience, so my current volunteer position provides a good match.
I'm passionate about volunteering and have had some of my best ever experiences as a volunteer in a wide variety of ways. I'll be writing about some of these during national Volunteers' Week next year. There's a rich variety of opportunities out there, so there's bound to be something that will float your boat. So do have a look at the Trust's volunteer or the itsallaboutU websites for more information.
Thanks to the National Trust for letting me copy their Volunteer flyer postcard to illustrate this posting.
Tuesday, 4 December 2007
* = Girls' Night Out
My trip to Somerset wasn't the sole gastronomic delight last week. My niece and nephew's school PTFA in Tingley had this rather imaginative fundraiser last Friday. I feel that you need to be a bit of a Stepford Wife to really appreciate Pampered Chef products, but the Curry Cuisine part of the evening was a revelation. Another good feature was the 'husband runner' available to take drinks orders and bring them to our seats - most civilised. A resounding set of raffle wins completed a perfect evening - my niece was most taken with her wind up torch. I went for the safer option and chose a bottle of wine, NAH for some strange reason went for the male grooming and radio gift set.
In addition to supplying yummy pickles and spice mixes, Pret from Curry Cuisine provides authentic curry cookery lessons in your own home - NAH was most impressed and I suspect we'll need to borrow my brother-in-law's house in the near future as I'm sure Pret can't be tempted to come down to the wilds of Wiltshire.
Monday, 3 December 2007
Once home we had the following conversation:
Nephew: I'm very ticklish, I'm the Emperor of Tickledom
I instantly turn into the Tickle Monster and administer a vast amount of tickling amidst flailing limbs...
Nephew: Heeee, heee heee, squirm, squeal!
Me: I see - you really are very ticklish aren't you?
Nephew: Yes, my sister tickles me a lot - for as much as half an hour at a time!
The Tickle Monster appears again!
Nephew: Heeee, heee, heee. Let's see if you're ticklish now Auntie
Me: No reaction
Nephew (admiringly): You're not ticklish at all - that's because you're very tough
These are moments to treasure...
Their busy restaurant was the perfect way of sampling their fares. I tried the smoked eel for starters, served on rye bread with a simple accompaniament of beetroot and horseradish. It was sublime and I now understand why eel is such a gourmets delight. I chose the pork loin with salad and garlic potatoes for my main course and this was also delicious. I'd forsaken (:-0) my usual liking for puddings in favour of maximising my sampling of the smokery's products. I was glad I did - the Bread and Butter pudding and Chocolate Judy with Chocolate Sauce chosen by my companions were generously portioned and looked deliciously calorie laden. I suspect I would have snoozed the afternoon away on the course had I joined them!
The restaurant is open at lunchtimes only and it's advisable to book - even for a late November Tuesday. It's also located close to a number of attractions, such as John Leach's pottery, Burrow Hill Cider Farm plus a number of National Trust properties, which would form a very pleasant weekend away. Failing that, there's always the website to visit, should your appetites crave delicious traditionally smoked fare.
Thanks to Brown and Forrest for letting me use their logo from their website.
Monday, 26 November 2007
I was a tad disappointed when the paper went tabloid a couple of years ago. Whilst I fully understand the reasons for doing this, I feel the editor didn't carefully consider the needs of us cat owners. The rustle of a newspaper is second only to the lifting of a can opener in attracting a cat to your side. In the days of the broadsheet version, cat and owner could co-exist peacefully - cat plonked down on one page and I able to continue to read the other. Now it's war each time I settle down to read the paper. We used to read the G&H's sister paper, The Chippenham News, but could never understand why the property pages seemed to concentrate on Corsham's housing market, until we discovered a few years later Chippenham's were in the G&H instead - doh!
This week's paper has the usual treasure trove:
- The benches moved from the town centre's bridge at the police's request because they were a gathering place for troublemakers, are to be restored back to the main high street. This means the elderly will have their much needed shopping rest point available again. A triumph of sense and pensioner power over the troubles of today's yoof!
- Our local MP continues to struggle with his political reputation after his 'love rat' antics during the last general election. This week saw him win the latest vote to keep his selection as parliamentary candidate. I'm glad I'll be in a different constituency to his the next time round as Chippenham is to be separated from North Wilts - ironic really as Chippenham was one of the original Rotten Boroughs
- There's continuing High Street woes - parts of the covered car park continues to excude a corrosive substance after 18 months and we're also due to have 15 weeks of roadworks early next year, hot on the heels of a similar period of misery earlier this year
- The name of the man who's been jogging around Chippenham in a Spongebob Squarepants hat singing Amarillo for at least 2 years. Apparently he did the same at the New York Marathon recently - well done. However, I'm considering whether to ask him if he does requests to inject a little variety - Avenues & Alleyways anyone?
- A repetitively worded article - there's usually something where nearly exactly the same thing is reported twice, often including the same quote from the interviewee, in adjacent paragraphs. A regular variation is the publication of exactly the same article in at least 2 parts of the paper
- The Regular Events listing continues to have the imaginatively titled "Two Left Feet" dance evenings at £5 per couple. Unfortunately NAH is only known to dance when extremely drunk, so I'm unable to avail myself of this bargain evening. Perhaps I should join "The Sahara Sisters" for a spot of solo belly dancing instead?
- The fact that the last-minute substitute speaker's subject at Hardenhuish WI was "Unexpected Events"...
I also read various national newspapers from time to time, but fail to recall a single article I've read. This is not the case with the G&H, so I'll leave you with my particular favourites from over the years:
- The picture of Charles and Camilla's banns posted at Chippenham Registry Office (the nearest one to Camilla's home at the time): revealing Camilla as a year older than her beau and not working plus Charles' occupation as 'Prince of the United Kingdom'
- An earlier article on Camilla being bombarded with bread rolls at Sainsbury's in Chippenham by Diana supporters when her dalliance with Charles was revealed in the national press
- An objector to a local eyesore when interviewed describing it as 'Like lipstick on a gorilla'
- A burglary thwarted by the fact that the lookout's deafness prevented him from hearing when the shop's alarm had gone off
I loved the article on this morning's Breakfast News about the tanker training school at Southampton. About 200 senior shipping personnel take to the 10 acre tidal boating lake each year to hone their skills using 1:25 scale models of the real thing.
Students say it provides far better training than the computer simulations available. I bet they find it much more fun too! A senior lecturer, Captain Chris Clarke said: "You cannot turn up at Fawley oil refinery in a '150,000-tonner' and say I just want to do a few practice turns." Quite.
However, I don't think Fawley has the same problems with the 'iceberg simulating' swans as they had on the TV this morning!
Thanks to the Warsash Maritime Academy for the image used for this posting.
Sunday, 25 November 2007
My local garden centre usually gives away a free bag of daffodils each year and although my garden is stuffed to the gills with them, I just cannot resist such an offer. As a result, I've extended my planting onto the public land next to the house. This little lot went under some trees today and I'm looking forward to them brightening up my walk back home from town next spring.
I really hate this job as I'm sure that more of the grease gets all over my hands than gets applied to the tree. I always manage to get the timing wrong too - after the allotment's water's been turned off for the winter, so I have to wait until I get home to get cleaned up.
This assumes I haven't stuck myself my clothes, to the shed or the car in the meantime. It's only visions of perfect fruit next year that helps to keep me going. Here's an example of the finished result - now try and crawl up that Mrs Moth!
Friday, 23 November 2007
This week's mainly awful weather has meant very little Veg or Garden plotting of a practical nature has taken place. Instead, I've been able to turn my attention to my 'Booklog' (i.e. book backlog), which has swollen to enormous proportions due to recent purchases - about 30 books in fact.
Not books strictly speaking I know, but I've also taken the opportunity to peruse the numerous seed catalogues sent to me in recent weeks. Aha I hear you cry, you could call that veg plotting of a theoretical nature. OK I confess, I've been planning what's needed next year whilst imagining that elusive perfect plot of no weeds, bumper crops and easily tilled soil (dream on!).
Back with the Booklog, I've managed to finish reading Beth Chatto's Garden Notebook this week. It's always illuminating to read the thoughts of one of our great plantswomen - I particularly enjoyed her accounts of the garden nursery part of her business. However, I did find some of her planting descriptions a little repetitive, always a danger with this kind of book, especially when presented in a diarised format.
A particular delight was receiving a book from Grumpy Old Bookman, who's been clearing out his attic recently. I'd requested Scrooge and the Widow of Pewsey, which arrived with an important plop on my doormat on the rain sodden Monday. I wasn't feeling particularly well that day and this book turned out to be the perfect antidote, devoured in one delicious sitting.
I'm now in the latter stages of What was Lost by Catherine O'Flynn. I believe I was fated to read this book as in the space of a couple of days recently, I not only found that it was Book Monkey's recommendation on the delightful Mr B's website, but it was also mentioned in a recent newsletter from my old school as the author is also an ex-pupil. This mysterious, atmospheric book particularly resonates with me due to it's main setting in a shopping complex, very similar to the one where I had a Saturday job as a teenager.
I'm also finally getting to grips with The History and Naming of Plants - the first manual of the Designing with Plants course I'm currently taking. I've had all the materials since August, but have only managed to start it this week. Up to now, I've been procrastinating - aka getting to grips with the reading list, starting the sketchbook and plant profile elements of the course assessment, and making sure I do plenty of practical gardening instead of cracking on with the actual theory needed to pass the exam. This week's weather has made me start the course proper - at last!
Thanks to Tindal Street Press Limited for the book image used for this posting.
It's Chippenham Festival this week and in spite of the crazy decision to sell tickets only in Corsham, I trolled over there on Tuesday to buy one to see Naked Voices at the Neeld Hall last night. As you know, I've joined a Community Choir and it just so happens that Chris, our choir maestro is a member of this group. I thought it would be a good idea to see how the professionals do things and what we should be aspiring to.
It was a stunning display of varied voices, music and choreography. I particularly enjoyed the StarFlashThunder medley (Startrek, Flash Gordon and Thunderbirds), especially Chris' role as the Brian Blessed character ('Gordon's alive!') and the superhero posing at the back during the Flash section. Another highlight was the Pearl & Dean music (always a favourite when I go to the cinema), cheekily arranged to form the group's own advertisement for their merchandise. A spooky coincidence was the performance of Leiber & Stoller's Ruby Baby as a colleague of mine gave birth to a little girl called Ruby Eva at 12.15 am yesterday.
I was a little nervous about going on my own, but I needn't have worried as there were plenty of fellow choir members there to chat to during the interval. My seating neighbour, a member of Chippenham's Male Voice Choir, was most impressed: his parting words were 'We've got a whole lot more practising to do to reach that standard!' I also had an ulterior motive in going to the concert as our own choir will be combining with 3 others there to form 'The Wiltshire Wailers' to 'Sing for Water' in aid of WaterAid (also linked on the right of this page) on December 17th. We'll be about 100 voices strong and performing a suitably festive programme of music. The stage looked quite small for that number of people from where I was sitting!
If you would like to join a Community Choir near you, then you must take a look at the Natural Voice Practioners' website. You'll find country and county by county listings, so there's bound to be something available close to where you live. If you want to see Naked Voices for yourself, you'll have to hurry as they're on their farewell tour. The above link to their website will tell you where they're performing between now and next March.
Thursday, 22 November 2007
The Gardiner's part was founded in 1823, supplying ironmongery and metal work, why even Brunel shopped there during his time in Bristol. Now it describes itself as a Homestore, and I particularly love it there as it sits in its own timewarp, harking back to the days of 'Are you Being Served?'. The basement alone is worth a visit as there's always a number of bargain bins to rifle through, often stuffed to the gills with totally unexpected goods - for example, snowman covered miniature hot water bottles. They've proved to be a rich seam to mine for (un)suitable gifts for the annual office Secret Santa.
As usual, the woman hovering in the entrance didn't give me one of her 'Get your conservatory/double glazing here' leaflets. I find this really intriguing - do I look like I'm unlikely to buy it, or has the company in question decided that a more softly softly approach will get them more sales? Anyway, it seems to fit with the store's ethos. However, the usual 70s hits background muzak (featuring a cover version of Chicory Tip, no less, why not go the whole hog and play the original I say) had given way to something more cool, hip and trendy - 1930s torch songs. I'm sure this was unintentional, they've probably been playing them all these years and the rest of the world's caught on again. The Brunel Rooms section was offering both late Autumn bargains (mainly garden furniture) and half price Christmas decorations, so how could I resist such a mix of seasonal goods on offer? Whilst browsing there, I was also charmed to see a handwritten note pinned to a number of the shelves - 'Smile you're on CCTV'. I did, and I giggled a lot too.
I've been looking for a Christmas Nativity Scene for 2 years now, so why didn't I look in Gardiner's earlier? There it was, the perfect candidate for my Christmas hearth. Now I normally have a 'Bah Humbug!' approach to Christmas, insisting that the event is reserved for consideration during December only, not from August as the retail industry expects us to. However, I've made an exception today and bought the last one - apart from the display model, so get in there quickly! Some raffia and Boltac Grease Bands, completed my purchases, so I'm a happy bunny now.
The other really great part about Gardiner's is their car park. You can get 1 hour's parking for free just by going into the store and getting your ticket stamped by one of the friendly staff. Spend £10 or more and you get 3 hours free parking right in the heart of Bristol, plus a friendly wave from the car park man on duty as you leave. I'm sure the car park is the secret of Gardiner's continued success, so maybe they're more business savvy and not so old fashioned as the picture I've portrayed here - they do have a website after all.
Wednesday, 21 November 2007
Has anyone else tracked its progress through the county today? Looking at the APC link above, I think it was a Warrior...
Monday, 19 November 2007
I managed to beat last week's frosts and wrap the leeks up warmly for winter. This is my lazy way of blanching the stems without having to earth them up. There's also less soil to get out when I come to the preparation stage, thus saving much cussing and swearing from me in the kitchen, much to the relief of NAH!
As you can see the leeks aren't that large this year. I'm telling myself that baby veg are the in thing! Luckily allotment warden Pete had some spare plants earlier in the year and donated them to me, so I'm growing double my usual crop.
You can also just see a teensy bit of the giant willow wigwam I made at evening class at Lackham College in the spring. I've been doing a bit of light coppicing of the hazel trees in the ancient ditch alongside the allotment, so there'll be more to show you next year when I swing into mass production for my beans.
I'm glad that the town's high street is continuing to bustle and look busy, but I'm worried about the growing number of coffee shops and mobile phone outlets to be found there. If we don't have a decent, wide-ranging choice of shops to attract customers, that and the recent loss of free car parking for an hour, is bound to make even more shoppers take themselves elsewhere to places such as Bath, Bristol and Swindon.
I realise that I too have a role to play in all of this and have set myself a challenge for my Christmas shopping this year:
- No internet buying
- Shop locally, preferably in the centre of town
- Independent shops take preference over national chains
- I'll walk, not drive into town
Wish me luck in my quest!
Thursday, 15 November 2007
Now I must get cracking with collecting this year's leaves before it rains this weekend, otherwise they'll turn into a soggy, sticky, stubbornly unshifting mass all over the garden and front drive. It's the same kind of stuff which forms the annual leaves on the line problem on the railways - nice (not).
Tuesday, 13 November 2007
No, I don't mean the crop circles that Wiltshire's so famous for.
My allotment pal Sarah's been emptying out her loft and gave all this to me, plus loads more tapestry wool - half a bin bag in fact! Whoopeeeeee!
Thanks very much Sarah!
Monday, 12 November 2007
Friday, 9 November 2007
I'm a recent bread machine convert, but finding lots of scrummy recipes like this one leaves me eagerly awaiting my next warm, fresh bread fix. It's like magic - all the ingredients get thrown into the machine, press a few buttons and hey presto! A couple of hours later out comes something like you see above. I get the same kind of wonder when a photographic image appears in my darkroom tray.
This recipe is taken from "The Bread Book" by Sara Lewis and is another cunning way of using up some of that courgette glut.
To keep things (relatively) short, I'll just post the bread machine recipe. Do post me a comment if you'd like the hand-made version.
- 150g (5oz, heaping half cup) courgette - grated & patted dry with kitchen paper
- 500g (1lb, 4.5 cups) strong white flour
- 1 lemon, grated rind only
- 1 tablespoon fresh chopped French tarragon (don't bother with Russian unless you really don't like the aniseed flavour)
- 1 teaspoon caster sugar
- 2 teaspoons salt
- freshly ground black pepper
- 1.5 teaspoons fast-action dried yeast
- 2 tablespoons olive oil
- 200ml (7 fl oz, scant 1 cup water)
- Assemble ingredients. Lift the tin out of the breadmaker, fit the kneader blade and then add the ingredients in the order advised by your breadmachine's manufacturer
- Insert the tin into the breadmachine and shut the lid. Select basic large (750g/1.5lb) white bake and select the preferred crust setting if your machine has this option. (I used the dark crust setting for the loaf you see in the photo) Press start.
- At the end of the programme, lift the tin out of the machine with oven gloves and turn the bread out onto a wire rack to cool. Loosen the bread with a plastic spatula if it's reluctant to leave the tin.
- If you don't have a crust setting option and you find the loaf is rather pale on top, brush a little butter over the top and brown under the grill.
I find it very hard to keep to a recipe, so here are some variations I've tried:
- Substitute the same amount of peeled butternut squash for the courgette. This is a good way of using those teeny tiny squashes we've got from our plots this year
- Fennel foliage (bulb or herb) instead of tarragon for a stronger aniseed taste
- Use 30-40ml juice from your grated lemon and make up to the 200ml liquid needed with water. Tip - microwave the lemon for 10 seconds and you'll extract the juice much more easily
- Substitute strong wholemeal flour for the white flour to make an even healthier bread. However, you'll lose some of the green speckled effect from the courgette and tarragon. Also, remember to change the baking option to brown bread!