I got married to the widow next door
She’s been married seven times before
And every one was an Henry
She wouldn’t have a Willy or a Sam
I’m her VIII old man, I’m Henry
Henry, the VIII, I am
It ain’t nothing but I a family thang…
Continue reading I’m Henery the eighth I am, Henery the eighth I am I am…
Rocket here – guesting with my humble offering. Well, I’m nothing if not game! Talking of which, thought I’d go for something simple – Hare three ways! Continue reading Hare today………. gone tomorrow!
Well, need a little time to wake up, wake up
Well, what’s the story morning glory?
Well, need a little time to wake up, wake up.
We have been bad…very bad. For the last week or two, no healthy eating for us, just lots over indulgence and a degree of junk. We are feeling the worse for it and so something colourful and some seafood has become a necessity. Continue reading What’s the Story?
I must open this post by saying that if ever you are fortunate enough to get the chance to travel to Marrakesh – DO IT!
We had planned our trip celebration for both Rocket and Mata Hari’s birthday’s although we kept the plan from Rocket for about a million years in order to heighten suspense. This decision caused me, in particular, to almost give the game away but we made it to his actual birthday without letting on so…. Continue reading We are riding on the Marrakesh express
Yesterday when we were at the shops, there were some beautiful Limande (Lemon Sole) so we pick a decent sized one and pottered home to prepare it. I thought about it for a bit, but the truth is I love flat fish baked whole, we had some leeks that needed to be used and so decided to combine the Eliza Acton/Rick Stein method with the ingredients we had.
As you may know, I am a great fan of Rick Stein’s dishes. I recently saw a re-run of a recipe he did with Dover Sole which was actually and old English Eliza Acton recipe. The original recipe is a great read and Rick had adapted it for modern times. Such is life, we have put our own spin on it too… Continue reading Sole Sister
It was so grey and wet here in earlier this week in London, I decided to have some sunshine food in the form of tagliatelle and salmon, a friend gave us some cavolo nero from their garden so I added that into the theme.
After I had lightly poached and flaked the salmon, I blanched the cabbage and when the tagliatelle was cooked in lightly salted water and drained , I popped the salmon cabbage and little lemon zest into the pan with plenty of black pepper a little Cornish sea salt and a squeeze of lemon juice . In a separate pan, I warmed through a some Creme Fraiche and ran that through the warm pasta.
Simple and very speedy.
I feel like this…
I am in the middle of the city on a cool, grey and damp summer’s day…the sounds of sirens, car horns, buses, penetrating my peace. I’m taking myself to the beach…. Continue reading Mind Games
When I go out, yeah, I know I’m gonna be
I’m gonna be the man who goes along with you
If I get drunk, well, I know I’m gonna be
I’m gonna be the man who gets drunk next to you
And if I haver, hey, I know I’m gonna be
I’m gonna be the man who’s havering to you
But I would walk five hundred miles
And I would walk five hundred more
Just to be the man who walked a thousand miles
To fall down at your door…
So the deed is done, the families have gathered and joined for better or for worse – better, we know. Continue reading When I wake up, well I know I’m gonna be, I’m gonna be the man who wakes up next to you
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