Or words to that effect. I have a few aquariums about the house, and one was a small one by my desk.  Within this where all my baby fish and other small ones, very cute indeed, and added to that was rabbit snails, apple snails, cherry shrimp, wood shrimp and a large Cameroon shrimp.  However, there was a problem, a big one. I got up and turned on the day lights to… Read More

Well, not quite. The paint rollers were out again.  This time to do the bedroom.  As I mentioned when M was away I did the feature wall, which is really nice, but it has changed the dynamic of the room, so much so that I wanted to do the rest of the room.  Not only to clean it up but to go with the flow and change the room completely.  We decided… Read More

I love to bake. I mean bake anything. There is just something so satisfying about the whole process.  I did make sourdough bread last weekend, but to be honest, it was a bit crap, however, that will not put me off, and I will keep going until I get it right.  The instructions for the proving overnight in the fridge was good, but the dough collapsed when I was putting it onto… Read More

Thursday saw the arrival of The Giants in our city (Liverpool) along with over 1.3 million visitors to see them.  Liverpool is quite a wonderland, and we have many odd and wonderful things to see here.  This is the third time The Giants have visited, alas, it will be the last.  The city was littered with the giant’s possessions, including likes of clothes drying, a dropped butter knife that sliced through a… Read More

Today I decided to make Pumpkin & Bacon Soup, and what a triumph, so here it is for you all to enjoy. IngredientsOlive Oil50g Butter1 Onion – diced fine150g Dry-cured bacon chopped – I used oak smoked dry curedSmall pumpkin, you will need about 800g of flesh, peeled and de-seeded.1-litre chicken stock100ml double cream3 tablespoons of pumpkin seedsMaple syrup InstructionsIn a large pan heat about a tablespoon of oil with half the… Read More

I wrote this many years ago about my experience of being an unwanted child.  Not by my mother, but by my father.  Needless to say, I have not seen him for well over half my life. My Dad & I “I never wanted you, I didn’t want boys”The words spoken by a grown man to his eight-year-old son.A callous off the cuff remark?No, it was a cruel and calculated remark.His son could… Read More