Showing posts with label bread. Show all posts
Showing posts with label bread. Show all posts

Monday, 13 April 2020

An A to Z Coronavirus observational guide. . . K


K

Keep Calm and being Kind


If there is one thing folk should try and do as the world tries to battle with Covid-19 it is Keep Calm. Sure we could panic and run about in circles while waving our hands in the air. Or as many have done rush to the supermarket and buy stuff. Although buying huge piles of fresh food which you then throw out two weeks later is not logical. Sadly that has been happening; not only is it a waste of food but also a waste of money, and not the actions of someone trying to keep calm.  I do have a major advantage over many as I live in a rural location with a large garden so the present Lockdown here in Britain does not feel like I’m in prison (I have not been in prison by the way as I’m an honest nice chap).

One further important thing to consider is Kindness. Now it may not actually mean you are at less risk of getting Cocid-19, although if we were all kinder to each other and respected each other’s space and needs it would help. The main thing though will be after all this is done and dusted and a degree of normal life returns. We can then all reflect on what we did and how we interacted with those around us. If you find the spare bedroom is still half full of toilet rolls, beans and pasta because you were determined to beat that little old lady or nurse to the items, then you are probably not going to think well of yourself. And those that know you will probably think you’re just not nice, but may well not say that, but will avoid you at parties a bit more.


I have been making Bread


Wednesday, 8 May 2019

Let Them Make Bread . . . . . .

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Damn its wet today, On the bright side I am glad I cut the grass yesterday as it now means it can go . . . . . .OOOOoooooo rain lets grow really fast . . . . . It also meant I spent this morning making bread as a chap is inclined to do bearing in mind I can make two things, Bread and Ginger Biscuits.  . . . (OOooo and Arty things)
The cats are sulking they don’t really like rain much either, and the House Martins who I forgot to mention yesterday turned up for the first time seem to be sulking also. It’s a long way from Africa to arrive just in time to find the rain has started.
Pesky Rain.

Actually as I type I can see a hint of sun, but it’s really wet so I still can’t get the roof of the workshop felted yet.
My wife received a phone call today to say her new glasses are now ready so we can go and collect them in the next few days. I have told her she will now see the handsome sophisticated me in all my glory once again, but she rolled about on the floor in hysterics pointing and saying I am mad and dishevelled  . . . Well I was very surprised I was not expecting a compliment.

Right I plan to wander about a bit and be the man of the house and look important in order to keep those cats in their place on the pecking order.

I may return later . . . . . or may not

OK I have but I have to admit I have not done a lot. Well it has been damp and grey so it is not really the sort of day folk get bouncy and enthusiastic in.





Todays Homemade Bread