A Wee Bit of Cooking

I don’t have expensive tastes.  The clothes I wear are all from High Street shops; the wine I drink is rarely over £6; the car I drive is a reliable but unassuming Punto and the restaurants I (genuinely) prefer do not require me to take out a second mortgage.  However, I have very recently discovered that it is [...]

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 I arrived home on Monday night to discover that my plums were perfectly ripe and waiting to be picked.  Unsurprisingly, my recently planted, young tree has produced very few plums this first year but there have been enough for D and I to enjoy a sticky piece of fruit every morning and evening for the past few days.  He [...]

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  I grew up in a village in Aberdeenshire.  With its nearby woods and wade-able stream, burning fields and tadpole infested bogs, perfect height swings and tiny sweetie shop (which also sold Doc Martin boots, for some odd reason), it was the perfect place to be a kid.  The friends I made in the sandpit at [...]

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