This week’s blog comes to you courtesy of a slightly dislocated finger and a glass of amaretto and coke. One is making the other a whole lot more bearable. The Husband and I are big fans of cooking. Most nights one of us cooks up something, usually more than we need for that meal, so… Continue reading Ugly Veg and Chicken Broth
Back in the beginning, when I first started this blogging malarkey, I spent an afternoon making carrot soup and getting on my soap box about food poverty. Since then I’ve continued to cook smart and I am still appalled by how many people have to use food banks in order to survive. More recently it… Continue reading Meatballs and Pesto
Wigan, you have let yourself down. I am from Wigan and I never mind revealing this detail about myself to anyone, the opposite in fact; I am proud to come from Wigan. This tough little Northern town with its pies and its Uncle Joe’s and its rugby team; we’re known throughout the world. Wherever you… Continue reading Don’t let them spoil us, Wigan.
So at midnight parliament will be dissolved and Her Majesty, The Queen will officially be in charge. Now, judging by the fine mess the current lot have got us into, if I were Liz, I’d take this opportunity to make some improvements. Who would stop her? (Seriously, I know a Google search would probably answer… Continue reading Queen For A Day
So the general election is coming up and to be honest, who ever gets the job next surely can’t mess up quite as spectacularly as David Cameron et al. Can they? I haven’t met a single person who agrees with anything the coalition have done so far and yet here they are, appearing on any… Continue reading Politics and Carrot Soup