30 June 2018

Friday 29th June to Borough Market



















Friday 29th I spent in London. Borough Market first for Melton Mowbray Pork Pie (in freezer for Richard 's visit from Norway next weekend), freshly picked strawberries and raspberries from Kent Farm (for Heather and Deborah) and Salvia plants (I now have four varieties), plus a freshly baked cheese olive stick for lunch. Then 17 bus to St. Paul's Cathedral where the sun was so very very hot! Next the 76 to Tottenham Hale Bus Garage and the 123 to see Heather at YMCA in Waltham Forest - and home!

29 June 2018

Slicer


When I visit Richard and Stine in Norway, I am always fascinated at breakfast. I eat a slice of toast with marmalade (St. Peter’s, of course), a banana, coffee, Berocca (vitamin drink - tablets from Boots), my medications and possibly a pot of yogurt (but not always). Richard and Stine, being Norwegian, indulge in a variety of foods - from meats to cheese - and it is the latter that never fails to impress. For they do not cut off a lump, but use a slicer to delicately slice a sliver (or more). And they use a cheese slicer.

Back home, I tried to emulate them with the potato peeler, but it did not work very well. Today I visited my favourite London Market - Borough. And on the train I remembered that there is a an upmarket and very swish kitchen shop close by. And so I popped in there before entering the market. It is the kind of shop that Yvonne would walk round for hours - and come out having bought nothing, commenting that if she really needed one of those she would go to M & S  or Lakeland.

Inside the shop, I had no idea where to look for a cheese slicer. I meandered amongst the kitchen knives, bread boards, tea towels and things I did not know existed and would not know how to use if I had one. Finally, in case they thought I was a shoplifter eyeing up the joint, I asked the lady behind the counter - who soon found them. Did I want a box, she asked? And having looked at the price, I decided I did. As she placed the instrument inside the box and wrapped it exquisitely in brown paper, I felt I had to engage her in conversation - and told her all about Richard and Stine, well not all, but a lot! The lady knew Oslo and the ferry and the town hall and the gardens . . . 

This evening I enjoyed a cheese salad, with sliced cheese, of course. How Norwegian is that?

28 June 2018

New garden









Earlier this week, Pat Borrott’s grandsons spent a day strimming the grass in the Community Memorial Garden - and I wanted to take some photogtaphs so that we have a record of how it looks with the grass cut. The sun was a bit hazy so the photographs are not that good, but you will see that the fruit trees are now free from grass and the hedge cut. The grass sed under the Vicarage window is now send up green shoots, apples, cherries and tomatoes are fruiting.

The next workday is 21st July.

Community Memorial Garden








On Wednesday morning I walked to the Community Memorial Garden at St. Peter's Aldborough Hatch to water the tomato plants with Tomorite (what else?) but was captivated by the colours - so out came the camera. The lack of rain for weeks now makes bits of it look desert-like, but peer deeply and it is just magic.

27 June 2018

Flower Festival 2018

















St. Peter's Flower Festival 2018 - is now history. London's Livery Trades and Professions was the theme. I am a bit tired so forgive me if there is little text - but enjoy the photographs.