So we caught a fish. A mackerel. With my sons toy fishing rod. It was a big mackerel and quite the most extraordinary moment. Unexpected. So J felt quite proud I think. As novices with such practical skills involving nature. When the fish was pulled out of the water, something animalistic came over my normally calm hippy demeanor and I beat the fish a little too vigorously over the head with a large stone. Read more
Posts from the ‘Food’ Category
Even though I live in one of the most beautiful places in the country, at times it can feel a little claustraphobic and the desire to ‘escape’ within my immediate periphery seeps in. Sometimes a jaunt around the back streets of Bridport can do the trick but if I want to properly ‘escape’ there is no finer place than Cogden Beach. I have mentioned this amazing spot in the past but it felt like a reminder was required… Read more
The thing that prompts me to get motivated to write my blog is often great food, but my kind of great food these days comes with an added level of magic to allow it to register in my catalogue of moments of pleasure.
That magic is meaning. Unless something has meaning and authenticity its value is reduced. Here comes the hippie speech. For many, I believe, we are disillusioned by the glitz and money grabbing machines of yesteryear. If there is passion behind it and somebody is living the dream, we want to be part of it. Read more
The start of the weekend and our Friday release took us on a post school trip to the most delicious gelateria, Frank & Beans in Lyme Regis. Excitement all round at the impending glacial hit and we even managed to lure hard toiling J away from his screen to join us for our treat and a stroll along the seafront. Quite the ‘Little England’ 1952 picturesque scene. Read more
Got a sneaky viewing of the new Hix Townhouse in Lyme Regis. It is so very Mark Hix in style; simple, stylish and eclectic with touches of wry humour. 8 rooms all styled differently, from the Hunting Room to the Garden Room to the quirky Mad Hatters Room. The interior styling was by Mark himself, from vintage finds, something he loves to do. Read more
Asian food in the rural West Country is generally not its forte and something I crave frequently. Last Friday I missed out (due to other social arrangements I will have you know, such is the West Country social whirl) on a friends birthday supper at Hell Farmhouse in Chideock. Read more