Sunday, 13 June 2010

Happy families

The Sage and I spent some time missing each other's phone calls last night, and I found another slightly edgily affectionate message again this afternoon.  I phoned his mobile, which wasn't answered, and then tried Wink's number and, sure enough, the Sage picked up.  So we billed and cooed for a while, I explained why I hadn't been about when he rang and he explained that he hadn't meant to leave his phone in his Gladstone bag where he couldn't hear it, and we agreed that we miss each other awfully.

Actually, mostly, we talked about the bantams - fortunately, he approved of how I've been looking after them.  And I have, I've taken ever so much trouble, giving them soaked bread in the morning, corn at lunchtime and leftovers of more bread, salad and pasta from last night, with a bit more corn, this evening.  They have looked very well, though the old black hen was very noisy yesterday and the only way to stop her was to feed her - she's greedy and chases away any other girl who comes to eat, even though there's plenty for everyone.

We went and had lunch with Al and Dilly and afterwards Weeza and I came back here to put Zerlina down for her nap.  The phone rang and it was the son of our friend Daphne, who is staying with his girlfriend in Southwold for a long weekend and wondered if it would be convenient to call in during the afternoon.  Indeed it was, we haven't seen him for years.  He's a couple of years, nearly, younger than Al, and we all have spent a lot of time together, on and off.  His father died when he was in his mid teens, he referred to him several times - not in a particularly reverent way but it showed the influence still there, half a lifetime later.

This evening, I looked at the random collection of food I'd got - a cauliflower, a few new potatoes, some tomatoes, onions, shallots and garlic, a red and a green chilli, a few slightly wizened young carrots and some broad beans, and two large open-cup mushrooms.  I put away the cauli and potatoes until tomorrow, and the green chilli and cooked the rest with an assortment of spices.  It was fine.  Slightly unusual.  You'd not call it a recipe, mostly a matter of getting out everything beginning with c, plus some mustard seed.

Don't you love the way mustard seeds pop when you fry them?

Anyway, I thought you might like a couple of happy family photos.  The first is of Squiffany and Zerlina doing some drawing together and the second of Zerlina and Tilly having a cuddle.  Tilly has had such a happy time this weekend, she loves the children.
 

11 comments:

luckyzmom said...

Most precious and adorable.

Dave said...

Small children aren't my greatest delight, but even I would be unlikely to put Zerlina down.

How do we know said...

wow.... this post made me smile all the way. and almost made my day :-)

Rog said...

Ahhhh!

Pat said...

Lovely photos. How time flies!

Eddie 2-Sox said...

Urgh. Dog slobber on a toddler? Toddler slobber on a dog? Which is the most dangerous?

Z said...

It's all right, Simon, they didn't exchange body fluids. Not that I'd mind if they did - I've caught lots of germs off people (mostly colds, of course) but never anything from a pet. And, as far as I know, they've caught nothing off me.

Dandelion said...

I love this post, it warms the heart.

Z said...

Aw darling, that's what I'm here for - to spread the cheer!

63mago said...

I have to confess that I have never fried mustard seed. I will do this.

Z said...

If you're using them in Indian cookery, it's not unusual to start by heating the oil and putting in the seeds first - when they pop you start adding other ingredients.

I remember, the first time Al saw me cooking a recipe that included dry-frying some cumin seeds and then grinding them, using uncooked cumin seeds and uncooked ground cumin seeds (all in the same recipe) he suggested I was being a bit poncy. Pretentious. I didn't agree.