RIP John Martyn

Only 60 … from BBC

responses

It’s fair to say that our local MP, the illustrious Liam Fox, is not of my persuasion.

I am however, quite pleased with the responses from his office this morning:

firstly:

“Many thanks for your email. It is a most alarming Bill. We will make further representations to the Minister concerned. I am going to send you a copy of a letter by post which we were sent on behalf of another constituent which covers some of the points you mention. We will be in touch again when there is anything to report. As you know, the Bill will be debated on Monday and the Opposition will certainly oppose.

and just now:

” This has been emailed directly to the Minister and to the Shadow Secretary for Justice.”

the cat that lives in a vase

Originally published at the Tribe.


’twas on a Monday morning …

On Wednesday afternoon, I spotted a workman coning off the road outside our house – he coned a stretch of about 50 yards, maybe.

I went out and asked why – “water board are digging up the road tomorrow, love”, he quoth. “All cars gotta be moved by 9.30″. We have only recently finished *weeks* of disruption while some incompetent company dug up the village to replace the gas mains and the pipes to the meters; in fact, they’re still digging at the other end, so this brought forth a little gloom. However, it transpired that it was for next door’s benefit, as their water supply and stopcock were buggered up by the aforementioned gas diggerers.

I asked if he was going to leaflet the houses to tell them why they couldn’t park – no. He had spoken to the “young girl in there” (indicating next door) and she’ll tell everyone.

She didn’t of course, and so there’s one car still parked there. However, it doesn’t matter as, inevitably, no diggers have turned up. My guess is they’ll arrive at 2.30 this afternoon, make a start, and leave us all with no parking (and probably no water either) till Monday.

Still, it all makes work for the working man to do.

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green beans and mustard

This may well sound disgusting, but trust me – it’s delicious, vegetarian, and very cheap. An odd fusion of flavours, I know, and I do have a slight pang about the green beans flown in from Kenya …

Put some basmati rice on to cook whatever way you like – there are, it seems, dozens of effective ways of cooking rice, so I won’t tell you how to do it.

Trim the beans, and cook them in boiling water for about six minutes. Drain and set aside.

Chop an onion and some garlic, and a dried chilli if you like that sort of thing. Put some groundnut oil in a wok, and heat it, then add about a tablespoon or so of black mustard seeds , and cook them in some groundnut oil until they pop. Add the onion/garlic/chilli, and cook until the onion is just starting to turn brown at the edges. Then add the drained green beans, and stir them round with a heaped teaspoon of grain mustard. Add a splash of rice wine and some tamari, and heat everything through.

Originally published at Reactive Cooking.


I really should know better

… than to get involved in a full and frank exchange of views between the spotty boys.

Got a nice gash across the knuckle of my right thumb for my pains. Both boys now banished outside until they learn how to behave (well, I can dream …)

Originally published at the Tribe.


political mememememe

Not very surprising …

My Political Views
I am a left moderate social libertarian
Left: 5.03, Libertarian: 3.03

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My Foreign Policy Views
Score: -5.7

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My Culture War Stance
Score: -5.6

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3lbs of stewing steak

I wanted to make Anjum Anand’s Gujerati lamb with fenugreek dumplings at the weekend, so sent Pete out to the icy wastes of the outdoor freezer to fetch some lamb. He returned without, as he couldn’t find any, and it’s all gummed up with ice and we need to defrost it. But he was clutching about 3lbs of Dexter stewing steak.

Anjum’s book isn’t big on beef, so we compromised, switched things round, left it to cook a lot longer over a low heat – I did most of it, while Pete struggled with a recalcitrant RAID array in our Linux server, and then he did the dumplings. And delicious it was too.

But I only used half the beef – we’re not big meat eaters, so I put in far more chickpeas than she recommended, and thus was left with the same amount again to deal with.

On Monday, we stirfried some with some tinned black beans from the chinese supermarket (gorgeous – but half a tin was too much; wonder if they freeze), and green pepper and so forth.

And on Tuesday lunchtime, I whipped up the rest of it into a pie filling. Fried off the beef, then quickly sautd a chopped onion, some garlic, three big mushrooms chopped, and a couple of carrots, diced. In a big casserole dumped the beef and veg, a slosh of red wine, a small tin of tomato pure, a slug of balsamic vinegar, a little water, a bouquet garni and some seasoning. Brought it to the boil and then put it on a very low heat on a diffuser, and we suffered the smell wafting up the stairs all afternoon.

Cheated, and got some puff pastry out of the freezer to make the pie, which we had with potatoes roasted in olive oil, and broccoli and cauliflower.

So, that 3lbs of beef made:

  • 8 portions of beef curry (I put three tubs in the freezer)
  • 4 portions of pie (we shall have the rest of it tomorrow or Friday)
  • 2 portions of stir fry

Which I think is not at all bad.

Originally published at Reactive Cooking.


elemental

elemental shower curtainWe have a rather whizzy shower curtain, with all the elements listed on it. It’s not hugely expensive in the scheme of things, but we’ve only had it a few months, and I’d like it to last a bit longer yet, thankyouverymuch.

So this morning, I was not amused to find Ron and Henry in the bath, one on either side of the curtain, thwipping at each other with their sharp needly claws. The wretched curtain has holes in it now.

Kitten soup, I swear …

Originally published at the Tribe.