My granny Margaret, nicknamed the ‘old lady’ by her very own children, had purple hair, a mole on her chin with a hair growing out of it, 12 children (seriously) and a gazillion grandchildren…..I was her favourite of course. Although I loved my granny I honestly never knew her and although we spent a lot… Continue reading The ‘old ladies’ Christmas Cake
My mother doesn’t ‘do’ sick people. You had to be throwing an apocalyptic fit, burning up like a runaway fire or clinging to the edge of the toilet for dear life, before she’d even consider keeping you off school. Thankfully my father did sick people. He would bring us strong sweet tea, sit at the edge… Continue reading Quick Chicken Noodle Soup
I work in a small country club kitchen with a lovely bunch of ladies. I’m forever saying things like “ooh this dish is gourmet” or even better, ‘gourmet of gourmet’” and you know you’ve hit the jackpot, when I burst forth with “gourmet of ALL gourmets” “this dish is not going to win any awards” or “my… Continue reading The Simplicity of a Simple Beef curry
You might not know this about me, but I’m actually a mother of 3, 2 boys and a daughter, Teagan (you’ve heard me mention her in previous posts). She is a mini me – loves to play housey house, cooks, has verbal diarrhoea, loves scrabble and has a psychotic bladder. I get her and she… Continue reading Boys, a mom and lost sock ‘things’
Women in my family have psychological problems regarding our bladders……………………………..bear with me here. Coming home for me is like a scene from an action movie……………a car screeching to a halt, sprinting for the front door while unbuckling the belt, trying to get the key into the door as fast as you can, tripping over the bag & parcels… Continue reading Big Girl Crunchies.
There are so many clever people out there, clever people who measure every inch of a newborn baby…..the circumference of their little heads, the widths of their chests, the inches from their waist to their ankles even to their tiny little feet. This information is extremely useful when trying to make a crochet newborn outfit (leggings… Continue reading Crochet newborn beanie & leggings pattern.
I’m not one to exercise, unless you call crocheting until you drop, exercising plus I’m self-conscious about my weight, so I suppose that’s why it’s taken me 3 years to join the kettle bell class, held at the local club where I work. For months I’ve watched ‘them’ – the fit, the lean, the ripped &… Continue reading A Kettle Bell Gin Cocktail