Found Art

It has been a long time since I've posted any crafty pictures here, hasn't it?

Actually, it has been quite a long time since I have posted anything here at all. Never mind.

I have been on my holidays and while I was away I found this. It was partially embedded in the sand in a secret little cove on the west coast of Lewis.

Pretty, isn't it?

If you are wondering where the little cove was, here it is on Google Satellite:

I'm not sure that leaves you any the wiser?

Living the Dream

I haven't been around here much lately have I? Here's a quick round up of what's been happening.

Our Women's Team won their league! It was pissing down the day they won it, so here's a nice sunny photo of them with their trophy taken the following week:

(Photo from here.)

The Women won a Cup too!

Then the Men's Team won their league!! Oh what a magic evening that was!

(Photo from here.)

Here's a little movie of how the evening panned out: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UkUBVISn7F4

We're off to the giddy heights of the Conference North next season!

And then - and this is probably the best bit of all - we moved into our new home!

SL Benfica came and helped us party.

(Photo from here.)

WTF!! How did we ever get to play a team like Benfica! Still can't believe it, shakes head ...

Here's another movie: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Job7aKK4sHo

And now it is the closed season. I still walk - 1,000.5 miles so far this year. I still cook nearly all my meals from Pemba Lama's lovely book. And I am currently painting a bit more of my house yellow.

That is all!

The postie's been...

and there's something for me!

Look where it's from.



I wonder what it could be?





Oh goodie goodie goodie! How giddy am I?!!

Only two more sleeps. Sigh...

Merry Christmas!

It has been quite a long time since I have blogged. I haven't disappeared.

Everything is good.

Almost all my meals are still coming from Pemba Lama's wonderful book. My life has become so delicious; that man is my hero!

I have been fixing the previously-mentioned damage done by ex-crab, and now every bit of my home that I can reach has been repaired and redecorated.

I am still walking. By the time I get home tonight I will have walked 2,066 miles this year.

That's me done. I'm off on my holidays.

Wishing you all a very Merry Christmas and a happy New Year!

This book changed my life!

Well, if not quite my whole life, it has certainly changed my mealtimes.

A couple of weeks ago I was sitting at work, idly wondering what I would like for my tea. I had a hankering for a Nepalese curry. Without the means to suddenly book a holiday in Nepal (which would be excessive anyway) or even to book a table in a restaurant I googled to see if I could find any good recipes.

And I found this!

Through the joys of internet shopping, it arrived in the post the next day. I read and salivated and looked in the fridge to see what I had the makings of.

Spicy grilled sea bass and potato & cauliflower curry, as it turned out.

So I followed the recipes and ground and blended and mixed and cooked and served, and then I sat down and tasted.

BLOODY HELL, IT WAS GOOD!!

I was so astounded I could've wept - but I was far too busy eating. It tasted of sunshine and joy and very high places and it was the most delicious meal I have ever cooked.

I was so excited I couldn't wait to tea time the next day so I could some other new things. The next night I cooked three dishes from the book - again all extraordinary.

And so it goes on. Never in my kitchen have so many pots been used so many times in the production of a meal. Never have I had so much fun cooking. There is nothing in this book I don't want to eat, or don't think I am able to cook.

Now, here's the thing. When you look at "recipes for one" they almost invariably suggest that a single person wants to throw together something quick and easy for their tea.

I say bollocks to that. I want to eat food that's been prepared with care and passion. And here's why:

As previously mentioned on this blog, I used to have a husband.

For sixteen years he sat there every night with face like a slapped arse, waiting to be presented with food like he had a god-given right to receive food on a daily basis - without so much as ever making me a piece of toast.

Now he is gone and I am living alone - in a little happy paradise that I made myself.

Everything is good! yum yum yum

Every single one of us...

is fucking proud of you, fucking proud of you, fucking proud of you. Fucking proud of you!

This is one of the many love songs we sing at FC.
Tomorrow is the last league game of the season (sob, it goes so fast!) and no doubt we will be singing with great gusto.

It has been an astounding season, and we still have a sniff of Winning the League!

How amazing would that be!!

Our last road trip of the season takes us to Barwell tomorrow. I don't know much about Barwell, except that it is Leicestershire. I am not entirely sure that I've even been to Leicestershire before, but I know it's somewhere in the South.

Another thing I know about Barwell (which I have just learned by reading that font of all knowledge, The Internet) is that on Christmas Eve, 1965, the village was showered with fragments from a turkey-sized meteor. The Internet does actually describe it as 'turkey-sized' - but I suspect that's just a bit of Christmas winsomry.


Turkey from Wikipedia.

So anyway. Maybe we win the league tomorrow, maybe we don't. It's still win-win - we'll be in the play-offs and that means another game to watch. Maybe two!

Not only has it been a cracking season for the team, it has been a cracking season for the club. We are building our Own Ground!

For nine years we have all been raising money and now we have saved up enough money to make this!



Oh, this makes me so happy I could cry. I am so fucking proud of all of us!

If you happen to passing by my blog and you've read this far, got some spare cash and a kind heart, we are now raising money to kit out our kitchen. Click the link to donate.

Sadly I am somewhat short of funds these days, due to the scuzzy habits of my husband, as mentioned previously. I will be paying off his debts until the day I retire. Here's an email he sent me earlier in the week:

If you have no objections I will at some stage initiate the process with a view to legally ending the marriage based on 2 years separation in January 2016.

Pompous twat, dubious grammar. I am well-rid!

Enough of that, time to go back to dreaming my FC Dreams...

Top of the League!

Last night FC won 5 - 2 away at Witton Albion.

This has put us Top of the League!


(Table from Yura's excellent website.)

Admittedly, we may only be top for twenty-four hours; Chorley play tonight and could overtake us. But I've always been a big fan of seizing the moment and celebrating whatever I can whenever I can.

Last night was a cracker! Not only did we see some smashing goals, I learned from a mutual friend that Mr Crab's new girlfriend is a Cockney with 8 (that's EIGHT!) children, various fathers.

Bloody Hell!

How confusing for my poor husband. So with her eight, and his own two sons (abandoned by him when they were toddlers) and his ex-wife's two daughters who learned to call him Daddy before he abandoned them too, that's, ummm, let's see ... Oh I've run out of fingers to count them all on!
A lot of children.

I wonder if she's making him watch Eastenders. He always used to hate that programme.

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha