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Mar. 19th, 2008 10:57 pmI've been to work for Caroline this afternoon, so I'm feeling quite tired now. She's going to Paris for Easter, lucky thing. She's not going with her husband, though, but with a gang of girlfriends one of whom is celebrating her 50th. birthday. That's some celebration! Her husband is going skiing with their eldest daughter. How the other half live, eh?
I have to say that I don't begrudge her her good fortune and her lovely foreign holidays. She works very hard and she sensibly keeps her business costs to a minimum, and she's a very nice person, kind, charitable and interested in other people. I suppose you have to be if you're dealing with other people's matrimonial and family problems all day every working day. I would soon lose patience and start telling them to make the most of it, or point out how much worse off other people are.
For example, just look at Heather Mills! I read Mr Justice Bennett's judgment this evening and it made me laugh like a hyena, because, of course, it reinforced all my preconceptions of her character. Mad old bat! Sorry! Mad, rich, old bat!
John is going to Leeds tomorrow so I shall have to make my own way to my writing course. It's the week we're visiting the Laing Gallery, and I'm supposed to meet them there, so that I don't have to try to walk too far. John said I should get a taxi and he would pay, but I'm already paying £10 for the class, I don't want to pay £10 for taxis as well, so I'm going to grab my courage with both hands and drive myself, hoping to find a free disabled parking bay behind the gallery. If not, I shall park in a place I know just outside the front door of the gallery. The problem will be afterwards, when I have to find my way to the Methodist Church Hall and find somewhere to park on double yellow lines!
I don't quite know what to do about Easter! Usually I make a simnel cake and lots of hot cross buns, but at the moment Charles is not eating any wheat products and it seems very mean to make all that stuff when he can't eat it. On the other hand, it seems mean not to make it, since John loves it, and I like it too. Thank goodness he doesn't think he's allergic to chocolate !!
Last night Charles and I had a wonderful dinner. Some time ago I bought some confit of duck and yesterday decided to use it for our weekly treat when John went out for Boys' Night Out.
I hadn't got any tinned beans, and as it was all a bit ad hoc and last minute, I hadn't soaked any overnight, so I washed the tomato sauce off tinned baked beans, and cooked the confit with the beans, some bacon, onion and garlic, stock and herbs for a couple of hours. It was gorgeous. Unfortunately, I can't now remember where I bought the confit from, so I don't know if we can have it again. It must have been either Lidl or Costco, because I haven't been to Aldi for ages, but I haven't seen any since, so I really don't know.
Tonight we had lamb chops with potatoes and vegetables, but I'm beginning to feel that I've been eating far too much meat. I'd quite like to have a couple of days eating fish, or just salad, or something light and vegetarian. When I say this to Charles, he looks at me with amazement! I think he would happily eat mounds of meat three times a day. He's just like my Pa!
I, on the other hand am thinking of mounds of lettuce, tomatoes, cucumber, fennel and similar stuff. Perhaps I shall make them forage for themselves tomorrow while I have a prawn salad! I have some marvellous incredibly juicy blood oranges which I bought from Costco. Since I have to go there tomorrow to get yet more cat food, maybe I'll get some more of them.
I never seem to write about anything but food in this journal!
It's only 8 days to my appointment with the cardiologist. I have to say that I am feeling much better since I started taking the Beta Blocker. I'm nowhere near what I would call normal yet, but it's making me feel hopeful, and I was beginning to get rather gloomy about the whole thing.
Oh well, time for bed! I have to get up early (for me) for class tomorrow!
I have to say that I don't begrudge her her good fortune and her lovely foreign holidays. She works very hard and she sensibly keeps her business costs to a minimum, and she's a very nice person, kind, charitable and interested in other people. I suppose you have to be if you're dealing with other people's matrimonial and family problems all day every working day. I would soon lose patience and start telling them to make the most of it, or point out how much worse off other people are.
For example, just look at Heather Mills! I read Mr Justice Bennett's judgment this evening and it made me laugh like a hyena, because, of course, it reinforced all my preconceptions of her character. Mad old bat! Sorry! Mad, rich, old bat!
John is going to Leeds tomorrow so I shall have to make my own way to my writing course. It's the week we're visiting the Laing Gallery, and I'm supposed to meet them there, so that I don't have to try to walk too far. John said I should get a taxi and he would pay, but I'm already paying £10 for the class, I don't want to pay £10 for taxis as well, so I'm going to grab my courage with both hands and drive myself, hoping to find a free disabled parking bay behind the gallery. If not, I shall park in a place I know just outside the front door of the gallery. The problem will be afterwards, when I have to find my way to the Methodist Church Hall and find somewhere to park on double yellow lines!
I don't quite know what to do about Easter! Usually I make a simnel cake and lots of hot cross buns, but at the moment Charles is not eating any wheat products and it seems very mean to make all that stuff when he can't eat it. On the other hand, it seems mean not to make it, since John loves it, and I like it too. Thank goodness he doesn't think he's allergic to chocolate !!
Last night Charles and I had a wonderful dinner. Some time ago I bought some confit of duck and yesterday decided to use it for our weekly treat when John went out for Boys' Night Out.
I hadn't got any tinned beans, and as it was all a bit ad hoc and last minute, I hadn't soaked any overnight, so I washed the tomato sauce off tinned baked beans, and cooked the confit with the beans, some bacon, onion and garlic, stock and herbs for a couple of hours. It was gorgeous. Unfortunately, I can't now remember where I bought the confit from, so I don't know if we can have it again. It must have been either Lidl or Costco, because I haven't been to Aldi for ages, but I haven't seen any since, so I really don't know.
Tonight we had lamb chops with potatoes and vegetables, but I'm beginning to feel that I've been eating far too much meat. I'd quite like to have a couple of days eating fish, or just salad, or something light and vegetarian. When I say this to Charles, he looks at me with amazement! I think he would happily eat mounds of meat three times a day. He's just like my Pa!
I, on the other hand am thinking of mounds of lettuce, tomatoes, cucumber, fennel and similar stuff. Perhaps I shall make them forage for themselves tomorrow while I have a prawn salad! I have some marvellous incredibly juicy blood oranges which I bought from Costco. Since I have to go there tomorrow to get yet more cat food, maybe I'll get some more of them.
I never seem to write about anything but food in this journal!
It's only 8 days to my appointment with the cardiologist. I have to say that I am feeling much better since I started taking the Beta Blocker. I'm nowhere near what I would call normal yet, but it's making me feel hopeful, and I was beginning to get rather gloomy about the whole thing.
Oh well, time for bed! I have to get up early (for me) for class tomorrow!
