17 March 2015

Update On Godfrey



For those of you who read about Godfrey the goose, I heard yesterday that he won't be returning 
to the village pond, it's thought his age and ailing health would make him vulnerable.
He is now living at an animal sanctuary where he is well and happy. 


16 March 2015

St Patrick's Day

This is my 100th post!


Happy St Patrick’s Day

The history of St Patrick, the patron saint of Ireland is unclear. His year of birth is uncertain, with some scholars saying 373 while others calculate 390. Similarly, his place of birth cannot be confirmed. At this point one could be forgiven for doubting his very existence! Ah but, it is known that he was raised near a village called Banna Vemta Burniae but its location cannot be identified – oh dear. It may have been Scotland but is equally likely to have been Wales, which was under Roman control at the time. It’s thought his real name was probably Maewyn Succat. His father was a Roman-British army officer and a deacon. Despite his family involvement in the church, the young Patrick was not a believer. His life was ordinary, and completely unexceptional, until the age of 16.
The young lad was kidnapped, along with many others, by Irish pirates and sold into slavery in Ireland. According to his autobiographical Confessio, which survives, the next six years were spent imprisoned in the north of the island where he worked as a herdsmen of sheep and pigs. During this period, he became religious. He considered his kidnapping and imprisonment as a punishment for his lack of faith and spent a lot of time in prayer. After a vision led him to stow away on a boat bound for Britain, Patrick escaped back to his family.
He had a dream that the Irish were calling him back to Ireland to tell them about God. This inspired him to return to Ireland as a priest, but at this point he didn’t feel adequately prepared for a life as a missionary. His studies took him to France where he was trained in a monastery, and he dedicated this period of his life to learning. It was some 12 years before he returned to Irish shores as a bishop sent with the Pope’s blessing.
The next chapter of the history of St Patrick is better known than his earlier life. He landed at Strangford Loch, Co. Down. His success lay in the scale of his conversion of the native Irish, most of whom were pagans. They also spoke Irish, so he must have learned the language in order to communicate with them so convincingly.
Of course, it wasn’t all plain sailing. The history of St Patrick is littered with periods of imprisonment when his teachings had upset local chieftains or Celtic Druids, but he always escaped or gained freedom by presenting his captors with gifts.
For twenty years he travelled the length and breadth of the island, baptising people and establishing monasteries, schools and churches as he went.
By the time he died, on 17 March 461 (or 493, depending on which date you started your calculation), he left behind an organised church, and an island of Christians. This date – 17 March – has been commemorated as St Patrick’s Day ever since.
The Shamrock
Perhaps the best-known legend of Saint Patrick involves the shamrock, the little plant that is famous throughout the world as a symbol of Irish heritage. In his quest to convert the pagan Celts St Patrick, knowing that the number three held special significance in Celtic tradition (and, indeed, in many pagan beliefs), he applied this knowledge in a clever way. He used the shamrock, to explain the Christian concept of the Holy Trinity – the theory that God the Father, God the Son and God the Holy Spirit are each separate elements of just one entity.
Banishing the snakes
He is also credited with driving all the snakes out of Ireland into the sea where they drowned, thus rendering Ireland a snake free zone. However it’s thought very unlikely that there were ever any snakes in Ireland! This particular legend of Saint Patrick is easy to translate as snakes were sacred to the Druids; their banishment reflects St Patrick’s success at removing pagan influence from the island.

15 March 2015

Mother's Day

HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY

To all the wonderful, beautiful, caring mums out there


I received this gorgeous beautiful scarf and perfume from 
my darling daughter and fantastic smashing grandson.

14 March 2015

Dolls House No. 2


After doing as much as I could with dollshouse number one I thought about selling it and buying another one. I looked on ebay to get an idea of what I could get for it. It didn't take long to realise that it wouldn't be much, but also after having done so much work decorating and furnishing it I decided I wanted to keep it. Then I saw this one, it was a bargain, ready assembled and close to home to collect so I bought it. It's much bigger than my first one so it will keep me busy for a while!

12 March 2015

Gadgets

  This is a super handy gadget, it's a must have if, like me you enjoy pineapple but don't like preparing it


 It cores and slices the whole pineapple



And keeps all the juice inside


I won it in a raffle! I'm not sure if I would have 
bought one, but I wouldn't be without it now :-)

9 March 2015

The Allotment

I took over my allotment in 2011. The brown part looked like the green I had to get a man with a rotovator to get it started for me.


3 years and a lot of hard work (me, but mostly a man what does) later, this is what I have now - ta da! I plan to extend it further, but I've finally got to a stage where I can concentrate on cultivating and maintaining and let my man do the hard digging work! 


I was there on Sunday to see how it was. It was a glorious morning, I needed some exercise so I did a bit of digging. 2 hours and an aching back later this is all I had done! which is why I prefer to pay my man to do it! I was surprised to see these purple broccolli looking quite good,they were eaten to shreds by caterpillars last summer.  



The leeks are still going strong

but the strawberries and raspberries are looking a bit sad. I'm sure they will perk up. I had a bumper crop of wonderful delicious strawberries last year. I'm going to weigh them as I pick them this year to see how much I get.

Like me you might be wondering why I do it. As one quite endearing but crotchety old boy keeps telling me "It's cheaper to shop at Harrods than keep an allotment" and I think he's right! Well I get tremendous satisfaction from eating something I have grown, and I do actually enjoy sowing the seeds and watching them grow; it's nice to be out in the fresh air chatting to the other allotmenteers; it helps keep me fit, but, and I think this is the sticky point, I have come so far with it and put so much effort into it that I don't want to leave it and see it return to the overgrown expanse of weed and rough grass that it was. And my new mantra is "while I can do it I will do it" !!..........

8 March 2015

Blooms Glorious Blooms

Oh Joy Of Joys, a bit of sunshine, some blue sky, and I feel better already. Add a few warm days 
and I'm practically euphoric, well maybe that's a bit of an exaggeration, but you get the drift :-)


I adore flowers and usually have some in the house all year round. All colours and 
all kinds of flowers, bouquets, bunches, posies or a hotchpoch from the garden. 


If there's nothing in my garden then I buy some, mostly from the 
supermarket. These roses and lilies were a bargain at half price.


They harmonise well with the daffodils




6 March 2015

Harry Potter Cakes



















Staying with the subject of cake I think Harry Potter would be very happy with these "spellbinding"cupcakes, another of my daughter's fabulous creations.


3 March 2015

A Little of What You Fancy

I needed cake, chocolate cake to be precise. I'm a chocoholic and I love baking, but having lost just over a stone in weight last year I haven't made a cake for a while and I limit my chocolate intake. However at the weekend I gave in to my cravings and made a cake! Now before you say, oooh that's a slippery slope down the road of excess calories let me explain why I won't be eating it all. My grandson takes a slice to school each day with his packed lunch and my son-in-law has some of it, and, whilst I eat sensibly and healthily I don't think it's good to deny myself treats completely, therefore A Little of What You Fancy Does You Good, with the emphasis on Little :-) 

So after perusing my favourite chocolate recipe books I found this one, Chocolate Fudge Cake. 
It's a truly delicious decadent cake, courtesy of Nigella Lawson’s book Nigella Bites.


If you like chocolate and baking I can recommend it, but Be Warned – it’s VERY addictive. 

For the cake:
400g plain flour                                                    175g unsalted butter, melted and cooled             
250g golden caster sugar                                    125ml corn oil (I used Flora cuisine)
100g light muscovado sugar                               300ml chilled water
50g best quality cocoa powder                           2 teaspoons baking powder      
                                           
For the fudge icing:
1 teaspoon bicarbonate of soda                          175g dark chocolate, min 70% cocoa
½ teaspoon salt                                                     250g unsalted butter, softened                               
3 eggs                                                                       275g seived icing sugar                                            
142ml tub sour cream                                           1 tablespoon vanilla extract                                     
1 tablespoon vanilla extract        


Pre-heat oven to 180°C/gas mark 4. Butter and line two 20cm sandwich tins. Mix together the flour, sugars, cocoa, baking powder, bicarb and salt. In a pouring bowl or measuring jug whisk the eggs, sour cream and vanilla until blended. In a large bowl (use a KitchenAid or a mixer bowl) beat together the melted butter and corn oil until just blended, then beat in the water. Add the dry ingredients and mix together on a slow speed. Add the egg mixture and mix until everything is blended then pour into the prepared tins.


Bake for approx. 50 minutes or until cooked through and a cake tester comes out clean. Cool in their tins for 15 minutes then turn onto a wire rack to cool completely. To make the icing melt the chocolate in a microwave for 2-3 minutes or in a bowl over a pan of simmering water. Beat the butter until it's soft and creamy, add the icing sugar (Nigella says "I know sieving is a pain but you have to do it or the icing will be unsoothingly lumpy") It is a pain and I don't do it and I'm not convinced it makes that much difference. Gently add the vanilla and chocolate and mix together until glossy and smooth. Sandwich the middle of the cake with about a quarter of the icing, then ice the top and sides, spreading and smoothing with a palette knife or spatula. 

I only put icing in the middle and on the top because it's very rich.
Eat & Enjoy!

28 February 2015

Three R's

Reading, Relaxing, Rejuvenating
After my safari in Selous and sightseeing here it was time for some serious chilling out. Echo Beach was bliss, a truly idyllic setting. My bungalow was surrounded by hibiscus and bougainvillea shrubs, soft white sand, and close to the pool and beach. Opening the curtains every morning to see the pool and azure ocean was breathtaking.



                                    Relaxing is hard work!
                                  Did I want to swim in the pool or the beautifully warm ocean?
                                  What time to have lunch?
                                  Nodding off whilst reading and forgetting what I had read!
                                  I coped well though!! :-)  


The owners Sue and Andrew were lovely, attentive but not obtrusive, as were the staff, nothing 
was too much trouble. Everyone who stayed there felt like family instead of a visitor.


The food was absolutely gorgeous, worthy of a couple of Michelin stars. Local fresh ingredients 
were used and the menu was changed daily. I think I tried everything during my stay!


25 February 2015

The Rock

Having read an article about this iconic restaurant I was excited to be going there for lunch.
 The restaurant, a former fisherman's post, is located on a rock on the edge of 
the Indian Ocean at Michanvi, Pingwe beach, Zanzibar.


It can be reached on foot at low tide, or by boat at high tide.


It's spectacular, unfortunately the same could not be said for the food. My chocolate dessert was good but my lobster was overcooked and poorly presented on a plate of chips with a tired looking meagre salad, and one dish was lukewarm.


It's a beautiful setting though with superb views. I'm glad I went just for the experience. 


23 February 2015

Colobus Monkeys

Jozani-Chwaka Bay National Park, Zanzibar is home to the very pretty Red Colobus Monkey. I don't usually like monkeys, but these were very calm, no dive bombing or stealing from us, they were content and very well behaved. It is also home to Blue Sykes' Monkeys, Bush Pigs, Aders Duiker Antelopes, Elephant Shrews, Chameleons and numerous butterflies. 


Mum and Baby

A pretty coat

Animals do relaxing so well

Tiny Elephant Shrew


21 February 2015

Prison Island

The island was purchased by the British First Minister of Zanzibar in 1893 and a prison complex was constructed. No prisoners were ever housed there though, instead it was used as a quarantine station for yellow fever patients. More recently it has become a government owned tourist resort housing a collection of endangered Aldabra Giant Tortoises which were originally a gift from the British Governor of the Seychelles. The island offers plenty of activities - after working up an appetite visiting the tortoises, swimming or snorkelling, you can have lunch at the cafe or restaurant, then relax sunbathing.

Going over to the island


The island is fringed with a beautiful coral reef and has an exquisite white beach.


My guide


The beautiful sparkling waters are so clear you can see your shadow


Jambo, it means hello. 
A beautiful place to spend a few hours or a whole day.



19 February 2015

Stone Town

It may not have a particularly romantic name but its setting in a crystalline azure sea with white beaches and coralline reefs conjurs up a dreamy image. Stone Town is the heart and soul of the spice island of Zanzibar. It is a magical place of winding alleys, mosques and bustling bazaars. Many grand buildings reflect the Arab, Indian, African and European influences. Stone Town was recently and deservedly declared a World Heritage Site by UNESCO.
It is also the birthplace of Freddie Mercury


Open air theatre in The Old Fort 

Museum

Anglican Christchurch Cathedral, site of the former slave market


In the grounds of the Cathedral are some sculptures of chained slaves,
and inside are rooms where they were held. 
It was distressing imagining what those desolate souls had to endure,
especially the children




I love old colonial buildings


The markets are brilliant, selling everything - meat, fish, bread, fruit and veg,
all manner of groceries, sweets, household items
and of course a plethora of delectable spices



After lunch my guide introduced me to my next guide who took me over to Prison Island, 
my next post, coming soon.