My leading photo for this post is a bar of chocolate as I think it represents the day … a relaxing day, no real rush, which has contained some nice things …
But first husband and I went for our annual ‘flu jabs. Yes, that’s a ‘nice thing’ because it prevents (or I hope it does) having a very nasty illness. I have had ‘flu twice in my life and never want to have it again. Am I old-fashioned, I wonder, in putting an apostrophe in front of ‘flu? We all say ‘flu now, don’t we? Seldom do we refer to influenza. It’s a bit like putting an apostrophe in front of ‘bus when the word “omnibus” has vanished from or vocabulary.
And speaking of vocabulary, four year old grandson is learning phonics in his Reception class at school. He came home the other day to tell his mummy and daddy that two letters together that form one sound is a digraph. When our son told us this he remembered what our grandson had said, but not the word for the two letters together – our son has a poor memory! So today, when we were speaking on the phone, I asked him to ask Grandson what the word was, and so he asked him and a little voice in the background said, clearly, “Digraph, Daddy!” So there you have it. Here’s me, a writer all my life, grammar school educated, and I had never heard of the word digraph! Digraphs can be found in such words as “bread” and “chin” – it is the ‘ea’ in bread, and the ‘ch’ in “chin”.
But I have digressed. Our relaxing day started with our ‘flu jabs. It was open house at our doctor’s surgery and when we got there the place was empty bar the staff, so we were jabbed right away. Then off to Waitrose for some provisions. Not all that many as I was well stocked up, just some things we had run out of. I know one blogger suggests that to save money we don’t buy things when we run out of them, we plan our meals and buy only the ingredients we require for those, but when I run out of something I’m afraid it goes on the shopping list to be replaced. I’m going to need it sometime, and if I don’t buy it, that sometime will come all too quickly! But each to her own way of shopping, variety is the spice of life (no pun intended).
Basic ingredients here except for the luxury of a bar of chocolate. I know I bought one a few days ago, but this doesn’t mean I will over-indulge. I only have two small squares each a day, and husband has two small squares of Waitrose’s own dark chocolate with hazelnuts.
On the way home we stopped at the Hospice Boutique in Wellswood so that I could offload some books – my Alan Titchmarsh novels which I’d enjoyed but I knew I’d never read again, plus some art books, heavyweight books (literally!) and which I don’t think I will be reading – I bought them for research for an article. The shop windows looked lovely again, one with clothes for autumn walking, and I spotted a rather nice bag but thought it would be rather heavy even before I’d stuffed all my things into it! And the other window was filled with all kinds of boxed sets – I wish I’d noticed Sex and the City as I’ve never seen this series and thought it might be fun to watch. Has anyone seen it? Have I missed something good, or is it simply tacky?
And then we drove home via the garden centre (where we were yesterday) because after planting all the bulbs which had arrived, I was left with six pots to fill. Yes, I could leave them, pop them somewhere ner out of sight, but it’s nice to have a good splash of colour in the spring and so while husband was buying more bags of compost for the pots, I bought …
I have always liked Queen of the Night – really dark purple cup-shaped tulips – and Thalia are dainty (that’s another word you don’t hear often, so I thought I’d use it!) and while they are classed as a ‘dwarf’ variety, it says they grow to 14 inches/35cm, which isn’t all that tiny to me!
And so to home, where I made French onion soup for our lunch, topped with cheese croutons. I allowed the onions to cook for well over an hour until they had reduced to 1/2 the quantity that were first in the saucepan, and then added rich, beef stock. No other seasoning was required, it was really tasty.
I spent the afternoon reading the paper. While not as sunny as yesterday, it has been a blustery autumn day and I even managed to get some washing dry on the line. Yes, a rather nice, relaxing day.
I’m concerned now that my posts are all becoming rather similar – shopping, cooking, books, gardening (well, if you can call stuffing a few bulbs into some pots “gardening”!), visiting the charity shop with books – I dare not look along their shelves, I might return home with more than I’ve given them! So my apologies for the similarity in posts, the last thing I want to do is bore you witless!
Until next time.