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Having explained why a 'flattie' is meant to be served in a tulip cup, I was presented with this. It's a bit 'short' because the tulip cups in this establishment are bigger than I think they need to be. The latte art is not the company standard, by the way. The drink itself was delicious. I shall go there again.
So much to do today. I've put this on to cook for 6 hours on low.
Then thought about what to do next. The list is overwhelming.
At the edge of the British Library piazza is this large bronze statue of Isaac Newton. It was created by the sculptor, Eduardo Paolozzi. You can read more about it, here:
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Newton_(Paolozzi)
I spotted this completely superfluous but delightful wood-carving in the window frame of a disused shop today. There's another one on the other frame for symmetry.
The chrysanthemum used to appear as an exotic symbol of joy and optimism. For some reason I seldom see one these days =]
Until I looked this up in a 'big book of Clematis' I hadn't realized there are so many varieties. All the characteristics indicate that this is a 'Broughton star' but, whatever it is, it's pretty, cascading over the wall.
This shrub has thrived in a front garden. It's now as tall as the house in front of which it stands.
On the morning after turning back the clocks for winter. A gloomy, grizzly day outside. An extra hour in bed to read and drink more tea. Bliss.
My favorite erstwhile apprentice baker is now working as a roofer, restoring historic buildings. "AI won't replace this job and everyone has a roof," he said.
Carrots
Red onion
Garlic
Oil
salt and pepper
Mendi spices
Parsley
Coconut milk
Chicken stock
make the base
then add carrots
cook 5 mins
then add stock
boil then simmer
blend
then add coconut milk
garnish with parsley
30 mins start to finish
Looking out of the window of the train; it was a stream of landscape images, like I was running headlong through an art gallery.
Never cooked this before. Some recipes suggested trimming, stripping, and general faffing about. I took my more direct approach; cut cleanly in half. Drizzle with olive oil and roast for a few minutes (15), flipping after 7 minutes.
A pretty porcelain pedestal from around 1890, on display at the Crossness Pumping Station.
It makes a nice change from the ubiquitous plain white of today.
If you're interested, the label reads:
Porcelaine Anglaise Cauldon
E.P. concessionaire Paris
Grand Prix 1889
Cauldon was an established porcelain manufacturer based in Stoke, but like many businesses over time, it changed hands several times before disappearing. Cauldon made some charming tableware from around 1904, which is quite sought-after.
I took this on a Canon Powershot G10; I'm in two minds now about charging the battery - I am sure my phone takes a better picture.
Air fryer baked cheese, egg, tomato, with more Red Leicester on top, in a tortilla case.
Sliced tomato with house dressing.
Whole grain mustard.
20 minutes.
In the foreground is the derelict coal-fired Williamson Power Station; on the horizon are the Heysham nuclear power stations and in the middle distance stands a solitary wind turbine.
Seen from Lancaster Castle.
A friend has not been well and his kitchen is being remodeled so I made him some soup. At least his microwave is still usable.
I love the color of these berries. However, they taste terrible, so it will be a long while before the birds finally eat these!
On the far bank of the Lune are solar panels for making electricity. Not a full-blown solar farm but enough to power some farm machinery and keep costs down.
As usual, the breeze picks up with the incoming tide.
After a morning of indecision, I took the bus to Morecambe Bay. What a glorious afternoon it was.
Morecambe Bay has been described as a pit-stop for migrating birds that come from the Arctic to over-winter and feed on the millions of creatures that live in the sand, marshes, and salt marshes.
Try hitting 'L' and wander about the image - on the extreme left is a 'detectorist' who risks the quicksands in this area (a sheep was rescued near here only yesterday). Looking across the bay you can see Grange-over-Sands, Barrow-in Furness, and possibly a bit of Ulverston.
In the distance you can see the fells of Cumbria/Lake District.
Map, here:
To be fair, this door hasn't been maintained in years. But it's interesting to see how the varnish is flaking off in the sun.
The accepted wisdom concerning pelargonium flowers is to pinch them out when they are over. But they are still too good for the compost bin, so here are some in this little hand-cut crystal vase that I picked up from a charity shop.
Apparently, crystal glass doesn't mesh with the current predilection for a kind of pseudo-scandi minimalism; just as well I'm not a 'dedicated follower of fashion'!