Sunday, April 01, 2012

Sun again

If only it would last just two more days but they expect snow next week.
 # 1son, granddaughter and boy friend (who I am meeting for the first time but everybody likes him) arrive tomorrow DV - and in spite of the long drive A has great plans to take us out and he is a fearless driver so we get to see the places we wouldn’t dream of visiting now.

I think I’ve done everything – just had a big shop and unwittingly shop- lifted one clove of garlic.  I discovered it in the trolley as I was packing the car and couldn’t face going back into the store.  I phoned them when I got home and of course they couldn’t care less but I didn’t want it to start niggling me in the middle of the night and I’ll put something in their charity box next time I’m there.  Years of having my own business has made me unsympathetic to shop lifters and I would hate to join their club – even in a small way.

My grand-daughter will be surprised as I am always on about fresh food, fruit and vegetables and I plan to give them a taste of the West Country with Cornish pasties and a cream tea with fruit scones, black cherry jam and clotted cream.   How do you like dem green apples?  There will be salads and/or veg and fresh fruit but I don’t plan to do any hefty cooking and sadly if a walk is possible it won’t be as long as in the past- I know my limitations.

They’ve started doing ‘Just a minute’ – the radio game where four contestants have to talk for a minute without hesitation, repetition, or deviation and can be challenged by the other contestants – on TV - and it has translated rather well.  It has been going for about 45 years and the amazing Nicholas Parsons has been chairman throughout and has never missed a performance.

In the past Nicholas had to handle outrageous characters like Kenneth Williams and the faintly morose, intellectual Clement Freud but he always did it with grace and humour and not a little wit.  He still looks the epitome of urbanity, sharp as a button and can more than hold his own with such doughty performers as Paul Merton and Giles Brandreth.  I hope it continues its slot just before Egg Heads.  By the way Nicholas is 88.

Hope to have tales to tell and photos to show later this week. A bientot!


john.g. said...

Hot or cold pasties? One has to think of the VAT!!

R. Sherman said...

I'm sure you'll have a nice time and enjoy the company and broader horizons. BTW, I hope "fearless" driving isn't at the speed of sound.


OldOldLady Of The Hills said...

I'm not familiar with any of the people you mentioned or that program---which sounds like it would be anxiety-provoking to have to!
I hope you have a wonderful time with your dear ones, Pat....It is lovely that you have so much family that you are really close to....!

Mage said...

Tea will be mouthwateringly outrageous, and I dearly wish I could be there. :)

LL Cool Joe said...

Wow I had no idea that Nicholas Parsons was 88 now.

The Cornish pasties and a cream tea with fruit scones, black cherry jam and clotted cream, sound perfect. I haven't had real clotted cream for a long time, well unless you call the clotted cream that M&S sell, real.

Pat said...

Randall: perhaps when he was younger but he doesn't mind the endless narrow lanes with no room to pass and oftem means reversing endlessly only to meet yet more cars who seem to have lost the reverse gerar.

Naomi: you really would have appreciated the more witty ones . You do need to have nerves of steel but the adrenalin seems to sharpen their wits.
'really close to in spirit' - not in distance alas.

Mage: it is quite wicked but a rare happening- fortunately:)

Joey: he carries it well doesn't he? My old friend Margaret used to make clotted cream on her Aga. Then she had her cholesterol checked and stopped.

Vagabonde said...

So nice for you to meet your granddaughter’s boyfriend. The food menu sounds delicious; especially the fruit scones with black cherry jam and clotted cream. I made some black cherry jam but we don’t get clotted cream around here. I saw my 3 little grandsons last week, for a week. We went to see my 3 years old grandson play in The Wizard of Oz – he was the lion. When we came back I cooked fresh tilapia with lemon sauce, fresh broccoli, lentils, salad with French vinaigrette and fresh strawberries – the 5 years old and 3 years old ate well – the 8 month old is not old enough for that type of food. My daughter had a book called Bringing Up Bebe by an American mother bringing up her baby in Paris – people are talking a lot about it here. It seems American kids don’t eat regular food much and are brought up a different way as French kids – the book has brought on much discussions in the media.

lom said...

oooh Pat the shop lifter! :)

Macy said...

I've ben reliably informed that we're due up to 10cm of snow tomorrow - I should lay in a few pasties myself!

Mike and Ann said...

I've just bellowed up the cellar steps to Ann and she confirms that @Just a minute' is our favourite wireless programme. We've been listening to it since it started - even when we had a TV we slways switched it off to listen to 'Just a minute. Hope it works on screen.

Pat said...

Vagabonde: my French DIL's mother is a magnificent French housewife - her larder always full of sauces, pickles, botted fruits, pates - all made by herself and there have been pigs hanging in the garden draining the blood. It would be very sad if that sort of skill died out. And she makes a wicked chocolate mousse.
You also are a far better cook than I ever was.

LOM: watch it!

Macy: well they got it wrong here. I had to use my napkin at lunch to protect my bare chest.

Mike and Ann: that dosn't surprise me. You ust try to catch it whilst it's on.

Granny Annie said...

I enjoy your terminology. "Sniggling" shall now be a part of my language.

You shall all have a grand time on this visit. There is not doubt.

Judy (kenju) said...

Enjoy your family, Pat. My older grandson (just turned 18) has a girlfriend for the first time, but I've yet to meet her. He paid no attention to girls (although many chased him) until he met her. She must be something!

john.g. said...

My comment has been spammed again!

SDC said...

Just wanted to pop in and lend moral support for the accidental lifting of the clove of garlic. I've done the same thing. Just recently we left a water stain on a beautiful library book and I told the clerk we did it. She waived the damage fee because I 'fessed up. She was shocked that I was honest about it. I found it disturbing that she was shocked. AND you vowed to make a karmic restitution in the form of charity. A positive to offset the negative. How nice to make the "acquaintance" of someone else who does this.

Pat said...

John: now why is it doing it I wonder?
I'll see if Alice can sort it.
Has to be hot pasties I think.
Hope Dad is settling down again.

Pat said...

Granny Annie: happy to oblige. Re the visit - so far so good.

Judy: same here - Alice's first boy friend . He's a sweetie.
Same thing with my eldest grandson - first real girl friend in his early twenties.

SDC: I know a lot of people who are basically honest would scoff at worrying about such a small item but I feel it is a slippery slope and I'm pleased I'm not the only one. Not many of us left:)

Luna said...

Ah Pat you made me laugh about the clove of garlic. You're awesome!

Pat said...

Luna: :)

Nea said...

I evened things out for you, Pat, with the garlic. At about the same time, I went into a local shop, bought a few bits, milk, bread, eggs etc, paid for them and then walked out leaving everything behind. Imagine my embarrassment when I had to walk back in and collect my shopping. I could have tried to explain that I was distracted by the birthday cake for my spouse that I had left on the back of my bike parked down the street and was worried that somebody might pinch it while I was in the shop, but I don't think it would have helped.

We have a Swedish version of Just a Minute on the radio here too, it often has us, all four, in fits.