Saturday:
·Exercise clothes
·Mens jeans, grey pillowcase top, grey shrug, brown boots, spider necklace, black velvet jacket
Sunday
·Allotment clothes
·Blue cardigan, Black dress with mushroom print, black tights, black Mary Jane shoes, spider necklace.
Monday
·Skinny jeans, short sleeved white linen shirt, black sleeveless dress, green bead bracelet, brown boots.
Tuesday
·Emerald green cardigan, black v neck tshirt, black and white flower print skirt, brown boots.
Wednesday
·Old jeans, grey v neck rib jumper
·Emerald green cardigan, vintage black cotton mini dress/tunic, Mens jeans, brown boots, green and black necklace.
Thursday
·Emerald green cardigan, vintage black cotton mini dress/tunic, Mens jeans, brown boots, green and black necklace.
Friday
·Allotment clothes
·Grey v neck rib jumper, mens jeans, brown boots, black velvet jacket, green and yellow scarf.
Dear Heart and I stayed with his sister on Wednesday night so I wore the same clothes both days. Expecting a lot of changes to what I’ll wear next week as I put my summer clothes away last night and got out my winter stuff.
Friday, October 31, 2008
Thursday, October 30, 2008
Things I love Thursday
Deciding to sign up for NaNoWriMo
Spending a few days at home with Dear Heart
Celebrating 14 years with Dear Heart and getting 14 red roses as an anniversary present
Christmas shopping on etsy
The variety of badges for tilt on icing
Fried tofu
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
NaNoWriMo
As a child I wrote stories all the time or made up scenarios and got my toys to act them out. As teenager I wrote the opening pages of a hundred novels that never got any further. I wrote poetry full of teen angst. I wrote stories at school. I did a creative writing course during sixth form. I wrote an excellent short story for A Level English Language which scored an A and then…
Nothing. Maybe the odd poem here and there. Factual diary entries. Reports and press releases for work. No fiction though. Occasionally the idea for a story would occur to me and I’d think about it but I never even got as far as putting pen to paper.
This summer I began writing fiction again. It’s almost as if suddenly I’ve got things to write about. Like I opened up the stories floating around in the ether and they came running back to me. I don’t know if writing a blog has helped. Maybe. Maybe not.
I’ve got few things I’m working on. But those are going to be put aside during November. I have signed up for National Novel Writing Month. Between 1-30 November I will attempt to write a 50000 novel. Quantity is apparently more important than quality so I’m looking forward to seeing what forced creativity can do.
P.S. I’m really doing it so I can have one of those cute widgets on my blog letting everyone know how much I’ve churned out.
Nothing. Maybe the odd poem here and there. Factual diary entries. Reports and press releases for work. No fiction though. Occasionally the idea for a story would occur to me and I’d think about it but I never even got as far as putting pen to paper.
This summer I began writing fiction again. It’s almost as if suddenly I’ve got things to write about. Like I opened up the stories floating around in the ether and they came running back to me. I don’t know if writing a blog has helped. Maybe. Maybe not.
I’ve got few things I’m working on. But those are going to be put aside during November. I have signed up for National Novel Writing Month. Between 1-30 November I will attempt to write a 50000 novel. Quantity is apparently more important than quality so I’m looking forward to seeing what forced creativity can do.
P.S. I’m really doing it so I can have one of those cute widgets on my blog letting everyone know how much I’ve churned out.
Monday, October 27, 2008
Virtual inlays
My prayers have been answered (sort of). Back in July, I grumbled that buying music from iTunes was all very well but not possessing actual CDs meant no inlays to geek over.
Metallica’s latest work Death Magnetic has disproved this by featuring an electronic book. It opens in acrobat and looks pretty much like an inlay with pictures and lyrics. Alas there is a notable lack of ‘thanks to big John – take it like a man mate’ type stuff, but maybe Metallica consider themselves past that kind of nonsense?
The other downer is the cost. Dear Heart just purchased the entire album so he failed to realise that the ‘booklet’ added £3 to his purchase. Actually he failed to even realise that he’d purchased the booklet, but I’m putting that down to his enthusiasm for listening to it.
Still it's a step in the right direction and could open ip a whole new level of geeking.
Metallica’s latest work Death Magnetic has disproved this by featuring an electronic book. It opens in acrobat and looks pretty much like an inlay with pictures and lyrics. Alas there is a notable lack of ‘thanks to big John – take it like a man mate’ type stuff, but maybe Metallica consider themselves past that kind of nonsense?
The other downer is the cost. Dear Heart just purchased the entire album so he failed to realise that the ‘booklet’ added £3 to his purchase. Actually he failed to even realise that he’d purchased the booklet, but I’m putting that down to his enthusiasm for listening to it.
Still it's a step in the right direction and could open ip a whole new level of geeking.
Friday, October 24, 2008
What I wore 18 – 24th October 2008
Saturday
Exercise clothes
Mens jeans, grey pillowcase top, grey shrug, brown boots, spider necklace, black velvet jacket
Sunday
Allotment clothes
Old jeans, ancient red jumper
Monday
Mens jeans, turquoise vest, grey wrap jumper, black DM boots.
Tuesday
Chunky green cardigan, black flowery slip dress, floaty black skirt, brown boots.
Wednesday
Emerald green cardigan, vintage black cotton mini dress/tunic, Mens jeans, brown boots, green and black necklace.
Thursday
Emerald green cardigan, black v neck tshirt, black and green necklace, black and white flower print skirt, brown boots.
Friday
Emerald green cardigan, green and white wrap dress, mens jeans, brown boots.
Realise that I am going to have to start finding different names for each of my three pairs of brown boots.
Exercise clothes
Mens jeans, grey pillowcase top, grey shrug, brown boots, spider necklace, black velvet jacket
Sunday
Allotment clothes
Old jeans, ancient red jumper
Monday
Mens jeans, turquoise vest, grey wrap jumper, black DM boots.
Tuesday
Chunky green cardigan, black flowery slip dress, floaty black skirt, brown boots.
Wednesday
Emerald green cardigan, vintage black cotton mini dress/tunic, Mens jeans, brown boots, green and black necklace.
Thursday
Emerald green cardigan, black v neck tshirt, black and green necklace, black and white flower print skirt, brown boots.
Friday
Emerald green cardigan, green and white wrap dress, mens jeans, brown boots.
Realise that I am going to have to start finding different names for each of my three pairs of brown boots.
Thursday, October 23, 2008
Things I Love Thursday
Wearing black and green – my two favourite colours. I feel so good in them, particularly if I made any of the garments myself!
Getting to spend the whole week writing and looking up authors for work.
Winter boots - Iwant more pairs
Sleeping really well
Getting my hair cut – it just got too long!
Inspiration from books, blogs, the radio, nature, friends etc
How gorgeous England looks – the different colours of leaves on the trees are amazing and they go together so well
Share the Tilt love over with Gala Darling
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
If you’re looking to waste some time in a vaguely constructive manner…
You could probably do worse than take a wander over to the National Archives website. One of my many interests is family history so I‘ve wandered around the site during my periodic bouts of activity in this area.
They recently released (declassified?) a load of files containing details of UFO sightings.
There’s an interesting mix of handwritten forms, typed letters and computer printouts. I quite like the idea that there is actually a form called ‘report of an unidentified flying object’ and that someone sat and tough about the information required. One of the sections asks about background regarding the observer. Soberness (or otherwise) seems to be frequently commented on. One admitted he had had a few drinks, while another was a ’stable and sober lady’. I’ve never associated drunkenness with hallucinating lights in the sky, but perhaps I’ve been missing with the wrong type of drinker?
They recently released (declassified?) a load of files containing details of UFO sightings.
There’s an interesting mix of handwritten forms, typed letters and computer printouts. I quite like the idea that there is actually a form called ‘report of an unidentified flying object’ and that someone sat and tough about the information required. One of the sections asks about background regarding the observer. Soberness (or otherwise) seems to be frequently commented on. One admitted he had had a few drinks, while another was a ’stable and sober lady’. I’ve never associated drunkenness with hallucinating lights in the sky, but perhaps I’ve been missing with the wrong type of drinker?
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
Winter wardrobe part 1
Thanks to some reorganising I did earlier in the year my entire off season wardrobe no longer resides in one extremely heavy suitcase. I’ve moved all the footwear into a smaller suitcase. This means that I can adjust more gracefully to a new season as I can easily access a change of footwear without giving myself a hernia trying to get the suitcase off the top of the wardrobe and then back on.
Inspired by the difference I think this is making I had a bit of meander around the web to seek ideas. I ran across the well written downshifting - path to simplicity.
The post has reminded me that when I change me clothes over I don’t have to get everything out. I can choose to rest something for a season or two. I also liked this post on tradition skills and the list of 100 skills all chaps should have. I think there were 14 I could do with confidence.
I’ve started posting what I wore during the week on Fridays as a way of A) remembering between seasons what I’d been combining and B) working out what type of thing I wear most. This will help me decide when to remove items all together and when I finally run low enough to have to replace stuff what to replace. I’ve only bought 3 items of clothing this year and I think it will be some time before I need any new summer footwear. I'm in awe of those people who post photographs of themselves everyday with a list of what they are wearing, where it came from and their reason for wearing it. I'm not that good, but as a source of inspiration they beat glossy magazine anyday.
Inspired by the difference I think this is making I had a bit of meander around the web to seek ideas. I ran across the well written downshifting - path to simplicity.
The post has reminded me that when I change me clothes over I don’t have to get everything out. I can choose to rest something for a season or two. I also liked this post on tradition skills and the list of 100 skills all chaps should have. I think there were 14 I could do with confidence.
I’ve started posting what I wore during the week on Fridays as a way of A) remembering between seasons what I’d been combining and B) working out what type of thing I wear most. This will help me decide when to remove items all together and when I finally run low enough to have to replace stuff what to replace. I’ve only bought 3 items of clothing this year and I think it will be some time before I need any new summer footwear. I'm in awe of those people who post photographs of themselves everyday with a list of what they are wearing, where it came from and their reason for wearing it. I'm not that good, but as a source of inspiration they beat glossy magazine anyday.
Monday, October 20, 2008
Don’t take this the wrong way…
I usually spend a couple of hours over the weekend working on my allotment. I’m not the world’s greatest gardener, but I’m trying and I’ve learnt so much in the five years that I’ve had my plot. During the early years my crops were pretty much non existent. I was also obsessed with clearing weeds. I’ve chilled out and learnt and now I actually manage to produce some vegetables to supplement our diet. I‘ve also realised that a spotlessly neat patch is not necessarily a productive one.
I find a few hours of digging and weeding rather relaxing and peaceful, although there’s no getting round it being hard work. Yesterday I’d done an hour or so of digging and was picking some beans when a man appeared on my plot!
Him: Can I have a word?
Me (thinking that’s he’s already had five and wondering who the hell he is): What’s up?
Him: Don’t take this the wrong way…
Me (thinking that I probably would be taking it the wrong way): yes…
Him: I’m happy to help out since you’re struggling with your plot. It’s too big for you.
Me: Well I did split it last year.
Him: I want more land to work on. There’s a waiting list. I could take part of your plot and keep it all neat and tidy for you.
Me: But I only split it last year
Him: I could help you. I could have part of the plot.
Me: Well I’ll give it some thought
Him: I want more land. It would help you out.
Me: As I said I’ll think about it.
Him: My plot is next to yours.
I found the experience rather invasive and intimidating. It’s also made me feel extremely insecure about my skills in plot maintenance and vegetable growing. It’s quite annoying to have these feeling bought up by someone who can’t even introduce themselves. He could just have said “Hello I’m Jenkins from plot 666 which is next yours. I see that a corner of your plot is not currently cultivated. Any chance I could use it?”
I fear that if he takes on part of my plot he’ll have the whole thing under his thumb in no time. It’s made me seriously consider whether I should continue to work my plot or if I should just offer it up to the waiting list (and some more deserving and hard working green fingered type). On the one hand I now feel like I’m under surveillance to make sure that I make maximum use of my plot and I don’t want to have to deal with any hassle. One the other hand I’ve had a very productive year and I want to continue to be able to enjoy a variety of home grown produce.
I did read somewhere today that we’re all getting more paranoid so maybe I’m blowing the whole thing out of proportion. I guess I’ll see how things go over the next few weeks…
I find a few hours of digging and weeding rather relaxing and peaceful, although there’s no getting round it being hard work. Yesterday I’d done an hour or so of digging and was picking some beans when a man appeared on my plot!
Him: Can I have a word?
Me (thinking that’s he’s already had five and wondering who the hell he is): What’s up?
Him: Don’t take this the wrong way…
Me (thinking that I probably would be taking it the wrong way): yes…
Him: I’m happy to help out since you’re struggling with your plot. It’s too big for you.
Me: Well I did split it last year.
Him: I want more land to work on. There’s a waiting list. I could take part of your plot and keep it all neat and tidy for you.
Me: But I only split it last year
Him: I could help you. I could have part of the plot.
Me: Well I’ll give it some thought
Him: I want more land. It would help you out.
Me: As I said I’ll think about it.
Him: My plot is next to yours.
I found the experience rather invasive and intimidating. It’s also made me feel extremely insecure about my skills in plot maintenance and vegetable growing. It’s quite annoying to have these feeling bought up by someone who can’t even introduce themselves. He could just have said “Hello I’m Jenkins from plot 666 which is next yours. I see that a corner of your plot is not currently cultivated. Any chance I could use it?”
I fear that if he takes on part of my plot he’ll have the whole thing under his thumb in no time. It’s made me seriously consider whether I should continue to work my plot or if I should just offer it up to the waiting list (and some more deserving and hard working green fingered type). On the one hand I now feel like I’m under surveillance to make sure that I make maximum use of my plot and I don’t want to have to deal with any hassle. One the other hand I’ve had a very productive year and I want to continue to be able to enjoy a variety of home grown produce.
I did read somewhere today that we’re all getting more paranoid so maybe I’m blowing the whole thing out of proportion. I guess I’ll see how things go over the next few weeks…
Thursday, October 16, 2008
What I wore 11 - 17 October 2008
Saturday:
- exercise clothes (long black trousers, random old white t shirt, green fleece, trainers inherited from my mother).
- old jeans, grey ribbed v neck jumper, brown boots, black velvet jacket, yellow and green scarf.
Sunday:
- allotment clothes (old jogging trousers, old holey t shirt, purple fleece jumper and Wellington boots)
- Old jeans, grey v neck tshirt.
Monday:
- skinny jeans, white short sleeved linen shirt, sleeveless black wool dress, black Mary Jane shoes.
Tuesday:
- Flouncy black cotton skirt, flowery slip dress, brown boots, chunky green cardigan, green and yellow scarf.
Wednesday:
- Skinny jeans, grey pillow case top, grey shrug, black velvet jacket, black Mary Jane shoes, green beaded bracelet.
Thursday:
- Men’s jeans, green cardigan, long green and white wrap top, brown boots.
Friday:
- black Mary Jane shoes, thick black tights, black mushroom patterned dress, blue cardigan, spider necklace..
One of our bins is missing…
The prettylittle household is situated in area with a three bins system. We put our brown (wet recycling) bin out ever week, accompanied by a black (non-recyclables) or green (dry recycling) bin on alternate weeks.
I take bin duty very seriously indeed. I have a whole Thursday night routine around ensuring various boxes around the house have their contents emptied into the correct bin. I’ve gotten rather worked up in the past when our bin routine has been inferred with. I’m astounded by people who put stuff into our bin. It’s happened before emptying (which often means it isn’t emptied due to what the council call ‘contamination’). Foreign objects have also appeared in it after emptying. Who dumps an entire ready meal still in its packet in some one else’s bin?
Although our bins have disappeared in the past it’s been more in the nature of a swap. There will be an appropriately coloured bin for us to reclaim even if one of our neighbours (having failed to notice the large numbers on the front) has taken the wrong one home.
This time however there is no spare bin for us to use instead. I’m uncertain whether I should phone the council immediately and report our bin loss or wait until next week and hope our last bin reappears.
Emotional attachment to a bin is a terrible thing…
I take bin duty very seriously indeed. I have a whole Thursday night routine around ensuring various boxes around the house have their contents emptied into the correct bin. I’ve gotten rather worked up in the past when our bin routine has been inferred with. I’m astounded by people who put stuff into our bin. It’s happened before emptying (which often means it isn’t emptied due to what the council call ‘contamination’). Foreign objects have also appeared in it after emptying. Who dumps an entire ready meal still in its packet in some one else’s bin?
Although our bins have disappeared in the past it’s been more in the nature of a swap. There will be an appropriately coloured bin for us to reclaim even if one of our neighbours (having failed to notice the large numbers on the front) has taken the wrong one home.
This time however there is no spare bin for us to use instead. I’m uncertain whether I should phone the council immediately and report our bin loss or wait until next week and hope our last bin reappears.
Emotional attachment to a bin is a terrible thing…
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
Trolls
I love it when I’m really busy at work and at home. My brain buzzes away in a not unpleasant manner and I feel like I staying on top of the rodeo that is life. However when I busy I’m sure it affects my attention span (or maybe my life just isn’t full and exciting enough!!!). I do short bursts of really intensive work but feel the need to do this while reading at least 2 web pages on whatever is obsessing me at present.
I really want to follow some more twitterers (or what ever the word for people who twitter is) because we share interests and they will inspire me (I add this in case I sound like a stalker just looking for a victim or two).
Unable to find more than a couple of twitter users that satisfied my needs (evil laugh here?) I began working through blog rolls of blogs I follow. Short Circuit 2 comes to mind with me muttering “more input!” rather than Johnny Five. And what has my tour through blogging land revealed to me this afternoon?
Why many of the citizens are bothered by trolls who leave unpleasant comments on their blogs. I clearly should be offering up a prayer to the patron saint of bloggers (although apparently there isn’t one) that I don’t attract trolls and/or vast amounts of blog traffic which would leave me on the receiving end of unpleasantness.
So nominations for the patron saint of blogging then? Before my luck runs out….
I really want to follow some more twitterers (or what ever the word for people who twitter is) because we share interests and they will inspire me (I add this in case I sound like a stalker just looking for a victim or two).
Unable to find more than a couple of twitter users that satisfied my needs (evil laugh here?) I began working through blog rolls of blogs I follow. Short Circuit 2 comes to mind with me muttering “more input!” rather than Johnny Five. And what has my tour through blogging land revealed to me this afternoon?
Why many of the citizens are bothered by trolls who leave unpleasant comments on their blogs. I clearly should be offering up a prayer to the patron saint of bloggers (although apparently there isn’t one) that I don’t attract trolls and/or vast amounts of blog traffic which would leave me on the receiving end of unpleasantness.
So nominations for the patron saint of blogging then? Before my luck runs out….
Monday, October 13, 2008
Another week…
It really is rather astounding the way Monday come round so quickly. Then I’m even more astounded when I look back over the last week and see how things have changed and moved on.
For example, I’ve gone from worrying about what to do with my parsnips to wanting to buy more. Parsnips add a delicious sweet/sour tang to soup and coleslaw. They also perform very well in Parsnip dabs (from Healing Foods by Jane Sen). I’ve no idea what a dab is supposed to be like but mine turned out like vegetable nuggets and reheated very well. I think I might have a batch for the freezer coming on. My Mum has also come up trumps and emailed me 3 delicious sounding parsnip recipes.
Last week I stared at the boxes in my study and despaired that I would ever clear them (or my sewing pile). Yet inspiration struck and I have entered another bout of selling on eBay and managed to clear part of my sewing pile in a couple of hours.
I keep having random worries about Christmas presents and whether I can possibly get everything organised in the next eleven weeks. I have no doubt a wave of present related energy will sweep over me in the next few weeks and I will get it all sorted (because I do every year!).
I’ve come to the conclusion I worry too much, but if I stopped worrying would it still all get done? And what would happen if it didn’t? What if it is worry that makes the world go round?
For example, I’ve gone from worrying about what to do with my parsnips to wanting to buy more. Parsnips add a delicious sweet/sour tang to soup and coleslaw. They also perform very well in Parsnip dabs (from Healing Foods by Jane Sen). I’ve no idea what a dab is supposed to be like but mine turned out like vegetable nuggets and reheated very well. I think I might have a batch for the freezer coming on. My Mum has also come up trumps and emailed me 3 delicious sounding parsnip recipes.
Last week I stared at the boxes in my study and despaired that I would ever clear them (or my sewing pile). Yet inspiration struck and I have entered another bout of selling on eBay and managed to clear part of my sewing pile in a couple of hours.
I keep having random worries about Christmas presents and whether I can possibly get everything organised in the next eleven weeks. I have no doubt a wave of present related energy will sweep over me in the next few weeks and I will get it all sorted (because I do every year!).
I’ve come to the conclusion I worry too much, but if I stopped worrying would it still all get done? And what would happen if it didn’t? What if it is worry that makes the world go round?
Saturday, October 11, 2008
Friday, October 10, 2008
Tuesday, October 07, 2008
Parsnips
Saturday morning I was wandering back form my usual walk via the deli, butchers and other purveyors of goodies on my High Street, when something caught my eye. Right next to the butchers was a rather charming looking young man selling even more charming looking bags of locally grown veg. After due consideration (so a good five seconds then) I handed over some cash and trotted off with one of their extremely heavy small bags.
It contained a couple of onions, a cabbage, some garlic and loads of carrots and parsnips. And I do mean a positive abundance of the things. The carrots I will be able to deal with fine. For starters, Dear Heart will eat them so I won’t have to sneak them into things (like I did with Parsnips for Sunday’s soup). The parsnips do present more of a challenge. I’m thinking I can make a cabbage, carrot and parsnip coleslaw, but I get a bit stuck after that.
I really want to find things to do with them that will work well for lunch (so they need to be edible cold or reheat well). I’ve tried roast parsnips in the past but I find them a bit sweet when cold.
So why you are asking am I lumbering myself with Parsnips when I don’t know what to do with them. Well, I firmly believe that I can grow to love the taste of all vegetables. If you don’t force yourself to try new things you will never acquire a taste for them. I want to be able to look forward to every single vegetable coming into season because I will know recipes that I love for all of them.
So Dear Readers, any hints on vegan parsnip delights?
It contained a couple of onions, a cabbage, some garlic and loads of carrots and parsnips. And I do mean a positive abundance of the things. The carrots I will be able to deal with fine. For starters, Dear Heart will eat them so I won’t have to sneak them into things (like I did with Parsnips for Sunday’s soup). The parsnips do present more of a challenge. I’m thinking I can make a cabbage, carrot and parsnip coleslaw, but I get a bit stuck after that.
I really want to find things to do with them that will work well for lunch (so they need to be edible cold or reheat well). I’ve tried roast parsnips in the past but I find them a bit sweet when cold.
So why you are asking am I lumbering myself with Parsnips when I don’t know what to do with them. Well, I firmly believe that I can grow to love the taste of all vegetables. If you don’t force yourself to try new things you will never acquire a taste for them. I want to be able to look forward to every single vegetable coming into season because I will know recipes that I love for all of them.
So Dear Readers, any hints on vegan parsnip delights?
Friday, October 03, 2008
Dragonforce
I’m hoping for warm weather tomorrow evening. I’m off to see Dragonforce and hence will be appearing in my very fetching but rather chilly Goth princess getup. I’ve managed to find a way of wrapping and pinning the skirt (which is very long at the back and extremely brief at the front) so that my legs will be partially covered. I hasten to add that I do this less from a sense of decency than a need to keep my pins warm. I’ll certainly be letting my skirts assume their intended position as we approach the venue.
We’re going with a couple of friends and I’m rather excited. It’ll be nice for Dear Heart to be able to discuss guitar technique with someone who understands. I’m looking forward to be part of a Goth princess posse and having some assistance in getting the drunken HABs (Husbands And Boyfriends) onto the train at the end of the night. I just love the idea of dressing up nice and dancing with my chums.
Twittering during the performance just wouldn’t be very rock ’n’ roll, would it?
We’re going with a couple of friends and I’m rather excited. It’ll be nice for Dear Heart to be able to discuss guitar technique with someone who understands. I’m looking forward to be part of a Goth princess posse and having some assistance in getting the drunken HABs (Husbands And Boyfriends) onto the train at the end of the night. I just love the idea of dressing up nice and dancing with my chums.
Twittering during the performance just wouldn’t be very rock ’n’ roll, would it?
Thursday, October 02, 2008
Seeking inspiration
Some days you need a bit of inspiration. You want to read things that will make you feel engulfed by how marvellous being alive is. Things that remind you that you are part of the universe and all its marvellous possibilities.
Happily such inspiration is available in abundance in on our delightful planet in a huge variety of forms. Hence the form that inspiration is delivered in can be chosen to suit your mood. I find stories of how life has worked for various people very good whether they are biographies or chick lit. I’m not fussed I just want them to be upbeat (no misery memoirs please).
Obviously the Internet is a treasure trove of delights with site such as Think Arete Blogs are also a great source of daily inspiration. Increase the number and variety visited to up the inspiration factor. Don’t forget to read comments sections – these can shed new meaning on a simple post.
One mustn’t overlook the resources oneself has. Memories that remind you of who you are and what you want to be. Old letters and photographs. Even looking out of the window and observing life can be inspiring.
So today go forth and seek inspiration for all you see.
Happily such inspiration is available in abundance in on our delightful planet in a huge variety of forms. Hence the form that inspiration is delivered in can be chosen to suit your mood. I find stories of how life has worked for various people very good whether they are biographies or chick lit. I’m not fussed I just want them to be upbeat (no misery memoirs please).
Obviously the Internet is a treasure trove of delights with site such as Think Arete Blogs are also a great source of daily inspiration. Increase the number and variety visited to up the inspiration factor. Don’t forget to read comments sections – these can shed new meaning on a simple post.
One mustn’t overlook the resources oneself has. Memories that remind you of who you are and what you want to be. Old letters and photographs. Even looking out of the window and observing life can be inspiring.
So today go forth and seek inspiration for all you see.
Wednesday, October 01, 2008
Salt
Yes I know too much is bad for us (although my recent Internet wandering suggest this is due to our consumption of sodium chloride, rather than unrefined natural salt). However, we’re suffering from a shortage of table salt in the prettylittle household. I’d added it to the ‘items to buy’ list that resides on an old diary page on the side of the fridge. So Saturday morning I dashed off to our idyllic, 1950s-Ladybird-illustration type high street to do my usual rounds of grocery purchases before heading off to a wedding.
I usually purchase table salt from the Co-op in either a small plastic bag or a cardboard box. Alas they appeared to only have salt in large white dispensers. Dear Heart and I have a ‘retro’ orange salt dispenser that we have been refilling for the last decade or so. Hence the large white container was a no go. Coop was a bit of a dead loss that morning actually as they had no cannelloni or baked beans! I can’t really complain at least they now stock two types of dairy free margarine and are experts when it comes to clear labelling.
However I decided not to be daunted by this. I resolved to make use of the Maldon cooking salt where it was really needed and purchase table salt elsewhere. Well since then I‘ve tried another branch of the Coop, a corner shop and even Tesco. All have table salt in a white container with blue labelling. In fact the similarity between the ‘different’ brands of table salts is astounding.
So what’s going on? Is there a new monopoly on the global salt market that I’ve missed? Am I going to be reduced to searching for ‘salt market news’ on google?
I’d completely forgotten how many things I used it for around the house including cleaning trays from the oven. I might be reduced to trying Marks and Spencer if all else fails. Or Holland and Barrett? Is this a hint that I should reduce my salt consumption? Maybe I won't refill and see how long it is before Dear Heart notices.
I usually purchase table salt from the Co-op in either a small plastic bag or a cardboard box. Alas they appeared to only have salt in large white dispensers. Dear Heart and I have a ‘retro’ orange salt dispenser that we have been refilling for the last decade or so. Hence the large white container was a no go. Coop was a bit of a dead loss that morning actually as they had no cannelloni or baked beans! I can’t really complain at least they now stock two types of dairy free margarine and are experts when it comes to clear labelling.
However I decided not to be daunted by this. I resolved to make use of the Maldon cooking salt where it was really needed and purchase table salt elsewhere. Well since then I‘ve tried another branch of the Coop, a corner shop and even Tesco. All have table salt in a white container with blue labelling. In fact the similarity between the ‘different’ brands of table salts is astounding.
So what’s going on? Is there a new monopoly on the global salt market that I’ve missed? Am I going to be reduced to searching for ‘salt market news’ on google?
I’d completely forgotten how many things I used it for around the house including cleaning trays from the oven. I might be reduced to trying Marks and Spencer if all else fails. Or Holland and Barrett? Is this a hint that I should reduce my salt consumption? Maybe I won't refill and see how long it is before Dear Heart notices.
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