Well, that is hardly something that could be said of me … lost for words, indeed! Perhaps some would be happy if, now and again, I was lost indeed for words!
The above book arrived yesterday and I had a quick read of the first pages while in bed enjoying my early morning coffee. Already I think I’m in for a treat; I love the voice that the author has given the main character in this first person narrative. What with my non-fiction book, Rainbow Dust …
I now look forward to my bedtime reading, half the time on fiction, half the time on non-fiction.
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Apropos of the small Sutherland table above, here I am, below, aged about four, standing against it in the family home in Lancashire, c1948 …
My parents gave us the table when we married, just one of the many items we have inherited. The little dog on the table was made out of white leather. The photo was taken by my Uncle Tom who was a professional photographer.
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So what have I been doing today? Cleaning and cooking. Indeed, it has been a very ordinary Saturday, but one I’ve found enjoyable.
The day was kick-started by husband making porridge for our breakfast. He has a limited repertoire of meals, but making porridge is one of them and he is now so well-practiced in this particular meal that his porridge is just as Goldilocks would’ve liked, neither too thick nor too runny, too hot nor too cold.
He then ironed the duvet covers which I’d left in the laundry basket which he said he’d iron as he knows, bless him, that holding up the covers and straightening them and placing them on the ironing board causes pain in my arms, shoulders and hands as I have arthritis. I can cope with the smaller items but large things are, well a bit of a pain. And then, instead of putting them in the airing cupboard and getting another set out for our bed, I thought we might as well put them straight on the bed (no, they weren’t damp.)
I love clean bed linen and so I stripped the bed and loaded the washing machine, and together we made up the bed with the clean linen. I love white bed linen as I’ve mentioned before. Some might think it clinical but I think it looks clean and fresh. First the ‘bottom’ sheet …
Here I had shaken it out over the mattress topper … and next, the duvets. We have single ones on a double bed, we have found this much better than using a king-size double duvet which makes changing the cover very difficult when your arms ache. Well, difficult even if your arms don’t ache!
Next the bed cover (cream Portuguese cotton from The White Company years ago) …
With under-pillows under the cover and top-pillows on top of the cover. These are my scalloped edge ones in white from Sophie Conran.
Finally, just for a bit of colour, the cushions …
Of course, once I’d made the bed I decided that a few other jobs needed doing. These would normally have been done before I made the bed (incidentally, we pulled the bed out last weekend, plus the bedside chests of drawers, and cleaned underneath, so please don’t think I’m skimped on the housekeeping today!) but they only involved the vacuum, some household spray and a damp cloth.
I vacuumed the bedside chests of drawers and then, with a well-wrong out cloth, wiped the surfaces. I moved my dressing chest and vacuumed under that, and vacuumed the top and wiped it clean before replacing the scent bottles and lamp.
Then I thought, “It’s almost a year since we decorated this room, I wonder whether husband would very much mind helping clean the top of the wardrobe …?” This required a step ladder and the long nozzle on the vacuum, but 15 minutes later and the job was done (photo shows just two of the five wardrobe doors; the area that was cleaned is behind the plinth on top of the wardrobes.)
While he had the step ladder handy, he also vacuumed the curtain rail and the coving. It wasn’t what you would describe as ‘dirty but it has certainly freshened the room. By the time I’d wiped down the windowsill and skirting boards, and husband had vacuumed the carpet, the room was pristine (well, as pristine as we will get it! He took down the pictures last weekend when he moved the bed, and cleaned behind them so they had already been dealt with.)
All I had to do then was place a vase of roses on the dressing chest and give the room a spray with my rose petal room spray.
By the time all this was done, it was time for lunch. There was some home-made tomato and courgette soup in the fridge (made yesterday) so we had that with jalapeno bread, olives, cheeses and chutneys. I would normally have decanted the chutneys into small dishes, but there was only a little left in the jars, so we finished those off directly from the jars. I know it might seem a bit prissy not to want the jars on the table, but I just don’t like seeing commercial jars on the lunch table.
This afternoon we spent some time in the garden. It turned quite sunny, I hung out washing – hey, this is getting too boring for words; who wants to know about washing! – and then elder son, daughter in law and grandson came over, the little fellow riding his tiny bicycle (with stabilizers.) He stayed with us for about an hour while Mummy and Daddy went home to do some chores (fortunately they live only 50 yards away) and little fellow stayed with us, helping Granddad in the garden and then sitting with me in the summerhouse where we had a nice chat and he had orange juice and oat biscuits which he dunked in his juice. I explained to him that Granddad had built the summerhouse before he was born, and that his Daddy had helped put the roof on, and that I had photos of all this on my computer, so he wanted to see the photos. So in we came and we had a look at those. His Daddy called for him a bit later, and off he trundled (Grandson, I mean!) on his bicycle.
I then came indoors and decided to make a nut roast. Although I posted the recipe some time ago I’d not baked this for some time and as I had all the ingredients to hand, it was quickly prepared and into the oven. We had it for our supper with tiny new potatoes (not much larger than marbles) and a small green salad with mayo.
I have now cut the rest of the nut roast in half and put one portion in the freezer and the ‘other’ portion into the fridge for supper tomorrow. We love nut roast hot or cold; when cold it’s like a rough pate.
I was delighted to see, just as the tulips have gone over, that roses are coming out and there are large buds on the peony.
Gertrude Jekyll rose
You’re Beautiful rose
There is a lot of work to do in the garden, even in a garden as tiny as ours; weeding, cutting back shrubs, removing tulips from the pots and replanting with cosmos and putting antirrhinums in the border, but it will be done, all in good time.
This has been a something-and-nothing post, has it not? Books I’m reading, housekeeping in our bedroom, enjoying an easy lunch, making a nut roast, being with our grandson, and noticing changes in the garden. But this is the kind of easy, non-eventful day I really enjoy. Just ordinary things happening.
Until next time.