Always thinking of the next meal...
For a change I can’t complain about the British weather. It’s been ultra warm this past week and we’ve been enjoying the sunshine every day in the park and garden. I felt it was time for a change and decided to get all my hair, which almost reached my waist, chopped off today.
Coconut milk is a must for me in every curry I eat, but sometimes I feel the need for something lighter. The majority of the ingredients used are standard items in most people’s cupboards and fridges. It’s a fantastic recipe to have as a backup for days when you’ve ran out of ideas or fresh produce.
One thing you’ll quickly realise when you come to live in the UK is that its residents talk about the weather…a LOT. It’s not because they’re trying to be polite in all their Britishness but the weather here is utterly, truly and completely unpredictable (can I add horrible too?).
Sharing an office with a 20-month old is anything but dull. Extreme vigilance is required if you don’t want to trip over a ball (or 5), books, pieces of Lego and wooden bricks, an old telephone, plastic trucks, a tub of Play-Doh and a xylophone. Just when I think he’s busy amusing himself with building Lego towers, I sneak off and place my bum on the swivel chair. Unfortunately, as soon I start navigating the PC with my mouse, the cursor suddenly jerks 180 degrees in the other direction as my right arm gets tugged by a little hand.
What started off as an enthusiastic project this year ended up in an overgrown mess in our backyard. I so wanted to have a flourishing vegetable garden this year, being able to eat from the plants as we need them, but alas, it didn’t happen. Things were more or less under control until we went to Ireland for a week and when we came back weeds that came from nowhere were towering over my plants. That’s okay, I thought, I’ll just get them and the next day set about removing them. For three days in a row I weeded 10 bucket loads of the pesty plants, but to no avail. I gave up. The garden won this year.