One car skidded into a ditch. Another 10 daren't risk the tricky 60m downhill decent to the track leading from Barlow Woodseats Hall to Johnnygate Lane and the trip home. I'd, with the benefit of hindsight, wisely left mine on the main road at the bottom of the lane a mile away from the hall. … Continue reading By Gum, but We Bloggers Suffer for Our Art!
So, what do you do on a cold, icy Saturday morning when the snow at Lodge Moor and the frost and ice elsewhere stop you earning a crust? Luckily for me I had a fallback to my old life as a chef for an hour as I'd been asked to appear (can you actually 'appear' … Continue reading While the Kat’s Away, the Boys Will Play…….Well, Drink Tea Actually)
Having enjoyed reading the last couple of preserving posts by Martin Dawes, it got me to thinking about my own favourite ways to keep the good stuff of summer and autumn for the long winter nights. Our Saturday nights for a long while now have usually consisted of some home baked ciabatta (dunked in, yes, … Continue reading About Blushing and being Pickled
It was a dark and surreal night. We'd arranged to meet doyen of Sheffield food writing Martin Dawes and his lovely wife Sue to try the food at the intriguingly named 'No Name' restaurant in Crookes. "We'll meet in the Punchbowl at 8 o'clock" tweeted Martin. No problem, said I........except when we got there The … Continue reading Once Upon a Time in a Place with No Name
Was it Kris Kristofferson who wrote in Me and Bobby McGee - “I'd trade all my tomorrows for one single yesterday.” ? Well, I wouldn't go quite that far but a bit of healthy nostalgia is fine as far as I'm concerned. So it was with a mix of anticipation and nostalgia that Lemmy and … Continue reading Is Nostalgia As Bad As Some Would Have Us Believe?