You might have guessed by now that I love to bake. I enjoy all sorts of baking and often try to challenge myself with something new (I have been in training for the Bake Off for about a million years - I hope they pick me one day!). Joining the WI recently has given me more reasons to bake and more people to eat my baked goods - there's only so much a family of four can get through, especially when one of the four is only 10 months old! I have to confess that I have never been very good as biscuits. I am getting better but apologies to anyone who has had to eat one of my not-so-great attempts over the years. I have discovered that the secret of a good biscuit is all in the rolling out. Usually the thinner the better, depending on the type of biscuit you are making. Oh and getting them out of the oven before they get too brown - usually only a little colour is perfect, even if you think they might be undercooked. Anyway, years ago, o...
Now, before you read this post, I have to confess it wasn't written specifically for my blog. It's something I wrote for Media Magazine in June 2011 but was never published. It's a little bit dated - I believe series 8 has already been shown - but it might still prove useful for media students studying TV drama. For everyone else, it might just be a good way to appreciate this fab show. Incidentially, I still haven't watched series 7 or 8 - anyone want to lend me the box set??? Back in September, a student, after hearing my confession that I was a House fan, lent me the first six seasons on box set. Now (the following June) I have almost finished watching the lot. That’s 34 discs and 133 episodes. Approximately 5320 minutes of my time or about 3.5 days. It may not sound much to you ( I remember the days of watching box sets in bed when I was younger) but it’s hard to fit in such committed viewing along with a f...
It's been almost a year since I wrote my last blog post. I was in a particularly dark place thinking about Jon's birthday at the time. He should have been 50; he wasn't. Now, in the blink of an eye, he would almost be 51. Anyway, this post is going to be more positive. That's not to say that the pain of losing my favourite person (my 'heart's best treasure') has gone away but we have learned to live with it and life has continued albeit in a sort of small, half life, kind of way. I described myself as 'being over the worst' to a friend the other day and she gave me a look which said 'don't be silly'. I guess I meant that things aren't quite so raw. That there is some sort of new normality that we have settled into and even though I hate being without Jon, I am still here and my children are safe and well. That is something to be very grateful for. A lot has changed in the last year. Robin, the Cavalier King Charles we got th...
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