…and even stupider things

I just tried to make my dinner, it was intended to be omelette with pepper, sundried tomato and cheese. It came out rather more like this…

Ermm, yeah there are no words...

Ermm, yeah there are no words…

I made scrambled eggs with extras. Yep massive cooking fail, I shall now wallow in Strictly Come Dancing. On plus note I did no set the fire alarm off and the meal is still edible.

au revoir

Elinor

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The stupidest of things

You know when you don’t realise that you’ve done something vaguely stupid until its far, far too late?

I just realised today when waiting for  a tracked amazon package, it said it was delivered and it hadn’t been so I was looking on the information and I realised it had gone to Birmingham, I sent it home.

In fact I have sent my dissertation book, the replacement power cable for my printer (which is another story), six different types of ribbon, a pack of 100 shell buttons and a Dodo Acad Calendar home.

The phrase “Oh good grief” doesn’t even cover it,- actually to be honest I used an entirely different phrase often associated horse droppings or in my personal case forgetting chilli but I won’t repeat that on the blog – I cannot believed I managed to neglect to change the address when I really thought I had. So all the hope of scouring the front hall for packages has been for nothing I am now going to have to be very nice and sweet and persuade my Dad he really wants to send all my packages up to Lincoln.

au revoir

Elinor

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Week 32 of the Doodles: Take #2

Yes, I am the White Rabbit! *Throws doodle at you and runs*

The Twins Midnight Feast

The Twins Midnight Feast

The twins, Hop and Scotch have a midnight feast of humbug crumbs and a werthers original.

au revoir

Elinor

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How To Survive The Marrow Apocalypse Part Two, Marrow Cake

Cake it up, that’s what I say, if you have pesky Marrow cluttering up the kitchen then cake it right up. I loosely used this recipe. I think it’s good to be a bit free and easy with baking, especially when your aim is to make something lovely out of leftovers, you don’t want to make the thing into a chore.

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A nice thick layer of icing never hurts either.

Gwen

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How to survive the marrow apocalypse- Part One Spiced Marrow Soup

marrow of death
There are times in life when fortune, Mother Nature and a benevolent green fingered neighbour will drop a huge great marrow in your lap. And you in your gratitude will say ‘ouch, please don’t drop big vegetables on me’ and then smile sweetly.

It is a very good thing to circulate home grown vegetation among your friends, family and mortal enemies, I have always said so, but when it comes to the mighty marrow one can’t help but read something more than simple generosity behind the eyes of your benefactor. There is a desperate, unspoken cry of ‘help me there’re taking over’ from anyone who pushes a two tone green oblong into your startled arms. Oh sure, there’re all fun and jolly japes to grow, but when you get down the serious business of actually eating the things, well, that becomes quite the task, not least because there is so very much of a marrow, and who wants to eat it for breakfast lunch and dinner for all of autumn?
There was a period of my life- I call it my cucurbitaceae phase- where marrows featured very heavily. It as the fault of an overburdened neighbour of a friend who had bitten off more than he could chew by cultivating these demonic cucumbers, consequently the veggies where passed on regularly and my Mum continually made then into ratatouille (a dish I am not overly fond of), and that is all I seemed to eat through that whole waking gourmet nightmare.
Dear readers, I as put off them.

And yet, even the most deep help disagreements with vegetables can be resolved, as I learned to my own satisfaction after being given a marrow from Elinor’s Dad.

SPICED MARROW SOUP
Ingredients
2 onions
3 cloves of garlic
3 sticks of celery
3 carrots
3 potatoes
A load of marrow
1 heaped teaspoon of curry paste (I used jalfrezi)
Vegetable stock

Finley chop the onion and sweat in a little oil until soft. Add in the chopped garlic, carrot and celery and the curry paste and fry off a little more to release the spicy flavour. Throw in the peeled and chopped potatoes and marrow and cover with stock. Boil continually until everything is soft, blend, season and serve.

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Note; I served mine with homemade cheese scones which went down very well.
Gwen

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Week 31 of the Doodles: Take #2

I have been back two and half days and we’ve already had a commotion. One of my flatmates lock broke while she was in the room this morning and so she got locked in. We had to call the Landlady to try and open the door but the lock had jammed in the locked position so then we had call in someone to break down the door, now there’s a hole in her door where a sizeable section had to be beaten out with a hammer and chisel and the lock knocked off. To aid my stranded housemate I pushed Diam bars under the door during the wait for the Landlady.

That aside it has been fairly pleasant so far at the new house, its not perfect but then it is student accommodation but its sooo much batter than our old house the only snag really is the kitchen but we had a small kitchen in first year as well and we worked around that. It’s actually really novel to sit at the kitchen table and eat dinner at uni I am so used to last year just sitting on the kitchen worktop and eating off my lap.

As ever, there is a growing list of things I have forgotten or now need which I need my Dad to bring up  on Monday. No matter how much you prepare for this you can never manage to get everything you need. We’re also thinking about getting a table cloth to make the kitchen look nicer but we’re having a bit of difficulty gestimating the length.

New creatures in Lincoln

New creatures in Lincoln

The mice have somehow managed to send an expedition party, composed of Sweet, Smudge, Quaver and Munchies, to sneak into my luggage and find out where I was off to. I spotted them scampering about my desk earlier and they were most concerned by the new paper weight I have of a mouse stuffed with sand, I think Sweet drew the short straw and ended up being the one to approach the strange new creature.

au revoir

Elinor

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Stepping Back Into Lincoln

I’m back into Uni, and for the first time, I didn’t bawl my eyes out, although I did tear up leaving Sainsbury’s. I have become a pro at just focusing intently on unpacking my kitchen stuff and the rest of my stuff and ignoring the fact I’ve moved 70 odd miles. I refuse point blank to go to Morrison’s even though it’s a much cheaper shop, particularly for the First Uni Shop which is really expensive buying all the cupboard essentials. But ever since first year I won’t go in because I felt so sad and I was already homesick, so yeah never doing that again!

It has definitely got better now this is the third time around, and I know the people I live with very well now. Every room in the house is ever so slightly different and it feels so much more like a home than our previous house, we haven’t even decorated the house with bunting or anything yet. I have such a big room this year it’s great I just don’t know where to put anything, the only thing that these rooms are missing is shelves, so my little book case is coming up on Monday. Had my first lecture, its the welcome back talk which my friend re-christened it the “Feel the Fear” lecture, the first test of this lecture is can you get up for 9:00am during Fresher’s week so my lecturer whose the year tutor was saying we were doing better than everyone else who didn’t turn up. But yeah, feeling the fear of dissertation year, which they keep renaming independent study, we all just call it dissertation, or in my head currently the dreaded D word.

Also careers made a look in with the careers lady going “Look now! Or else!” kind o, they do guidance appointments where you can discuss for up to an hour jobs you could go into, that is the first I have ever in all my years encountered anything in education about careers that made sense, so once I pluck up the courage to go to a slightly severe looking woman and say “I don’t know what I’m going to do” that will be great. Just need a dose of courage…

On a happier note I’m going to show you the state of my room, which is still in a state of being unpacked; but it’s getting there.

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I’m hopefully going to decorate with…Well you’ll see :)

au revoir

Elinor

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A Thought on Adult Life

Having FINALLY been paid for my work poll clerking, I was supposed to be paid on August 26th its now September 16th, so apart from waiting for that for ages so I can now buy some things I need, books for third year and my dissertation, my share of the internet bill and as I was bringing the TV for next years house I’m sorting out the TV license.

Oh good grief do they try and rip you off if you pay monthly or weekly it seems, if I’d have gone for that option I would have ended up paying close to 15 months TV license for only living in a house for eight months its ridiculous. I have hopefully figured out how to do this as cheaply as possible…I think.

Right now back to packing :(

au revoir

Elinor

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Mandy Malone…

Mandy Malone flicked through the bible and soon got the general jist, she decided that on Monday week she’d be a door to door evangelist, the maximise the rewards of her good and noble cause and what with all the walking, to knock on all those doors, she bought a pair of slimming trainers that promised to reduce the circumference of her calves by at least half as long as she walked with a peculiar gate and watched what she ate for the next couple of years.

But hang on, after only two weeks her money would be gone, and taking into account the horrible affliction of her clinical addiction to watrose organic humus, there was only one thing to be done; she joined Avon.

She now can be fond if you look around the west midlands area, dealing with the leerier customers, selling her Jesus Tweezers for those unruly and unconverted brows, telling the story of the Israelites whilst slipping her arms into a pair of tights, 30 denier but very plush, self cooling (YOU wouldn’t want a burning bush), don’t groan, you haven’t met Mandy Malone. Her faith you could not chafe she sees through you like a cellophane wraith, disbelief bounces off her gleaming teeth which she brushes with those fluoride mushes, reciting the psalms and exercising her arms, well, one arm, so half as many (she uses a toothbrush weight to make it heavy)…

I sometimes experiment with this  ‘stream of conciseness style’,it’s a residue from a course I took once upon a time, you start with a sentence and then carry one wherever your brain may take you, and since this one turned out rhyming I thought I would post it. I try not to have a plan, I let something, however small pop into my head, and then write whatever comes after, you don’t have to worry about punctuation if you don’t want to, or sticking to any format,it’s just meant to be a bit ‘o’ fun really. You should give it a try though, because you never know where you will end up, and if you do find yourself somewhere nice, tell me about it in the comments, because I would like to know.

Gwen

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Week 30 of the Doodles: Take #2

I’m the teensiest bit annoyed right now, I got up this morning and was really resolved I was going to work today, and I got up at 9 to do it and I did for the first two hours I went through all my notes I’d made in May and post it noted them saying what the line of argument was and what page this stopped on. And then I had a bit of a break until 12 and went down stairs to make lunch and Dad came home. He’d left and said “I’ll be back at 8″ so 12 o’clock I thought hmm this is new way to tell time.

It’s Friday, and Dad had forgotten, its Mah Jong tonight, the tile game he and his friends play and once a month he and his friends meet at one of their houses and cook up and big meal and play Mah Jong. They haven’t played in about 6 months, so Dad had forgotten and was feverishly pulling stuff out of the freezer trying to find a meal. I offered to help thinking yeah ok I’ll a chop a few bits up and put some stuff in the oven, why I thought that I don’t know. But I ended up writing down all the cooking instructions of what to add to this stew after the first half hour while Dad was defrosting the meat in the microwave and then he kept thinking of more stuff to add into this stew and then it would fit in the casserole bowl.

So I started the first half of my lunch at 12 I didn’t finish it till half 2. I couldn’t settle back into work as I had to get up again and turn down the oven and add a few more things. By that point I’d lost all motivation, I’m not good at working between 2 and 4 in the afternoon anyway, and now I was in the rut of watching vlogs and feeling slightly sick from the salt wash I have to do to my  mouth I did not do much more than highlight the most obvious first sentences. And then adding to this, my Godfather and my brothers Godfather arrive and Dad is not here so I make coffee and have a chat with them. A very good excuse of how I couldn’t possibly do work today at all. But my big plan was I would work all day stop in the early evening, finish this weeks doodle and upload it feeling I had done good.

Wild Hairy Haggis chatting with Nessie

Wild Hairy Haggis chatting with Nessie

Yes this is cheesy in the extreme, but hell I drew this on holiday after meeting a wild hairy haggis myself. They are most interesting creatures I assure you ;)

au revoir

Elinor

 

 

 

 

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