Any fool can make something complicated. It takes a genius to make it simple." - Woody Guthrie

Monday, 28 July 2014

Going gracefully ...

Doing a little internet research, I found an article in the Daily Mail on going grey gracefully which referred to a new survey from L'OrĂ©al UK & Ireland putting grey hair at the top of a list of things that make people feel less confident about their appearance when they are over 50.  Mmmmmm.  Well it might be a matter of opinion but I don't think Jackie Burger,  editor of Elle, looks anything but confident.  Simple understated style something to aspire to.

I found my first grey hair at 24 and over the years I have been various shades of brunette, red and blond.  Blond with Irish colouring, now that is something to behold.

Two years ago at the height of my eczema challenge, I found that even the mildest of colourant used by my hairdresser, was itself too powerful.  I had been grateful for this particular brand because it had produced very shiny healthy hair for quite a while, something that would not have been possible with any other colourant. 

We changed the battle plan (my hairdresser & I) and started on the low-light and high-light pathway.   It was still a shock to see all that grey and it wasn't a good look to pull back into a ponytail but I persisted.  At least up until last Christmas, when a flare up of eczema made me give up the bottle for good, the colour bottle that is.  Six plus months on and I am of the view that I should have done it sooner.   Although don't tell my husband who was on at me to embrace the grey years earlier. 

I am not yet fully grey but I take great pleasure in my grey streaks as I do my wrinkles which according to L'Oreal is next on the list of confidence sappers.  Fortunately these days there are many role models who do not hold store by their looks staying the same throughout life and I for one want to enjoy the present whatever the change, rather than waste my time looking backwards.  I certainly didn't fully appreciate my teens and early twenties so why would I think I could replicate them now?

Friends and colleagues say I am brave but I just feel liberated and happy in my skin.  What more could I ask for?

Saturday, 26 July 2014

A convert ...

Risotto is one of my favourite meals but not so my husband, who always said 'it's too creamy'.  So I never really make it.  However the inspired addition of broad beans, mushrooms and bacon made all the difference and so we have enjoyed risotto the last couple of Saturday evenings.  Not very beautiful to look at but tasty and oh so simple to make.  

Are there any favourite dishes that you don't bother to cook because your partner doesn't like them or do you just say hang it all and carry on regardless?

I shouldn't complain he eats most things even parsnips but that's another story.

Sunday, 13 July 2014

Foraging ...

From the plum tree in my sister's garden yesterday, washed and ready to make plum crumble today.


Saturday, 12 July 2014

Simple supper ...

This is Christmas cheese in July and not for supper but for breakfast.  A Christmas tradition here includes the purchase of a Eadburgh cheese.  As you can see I couldn't wait another five months, neither could I wait until supper.  Sometimes you have to just roll with it, especially when food is concerned.  

P.S. Sorry to mention it so early. 

Sunday, 6 July 2014

Living ...

Earl Street in Maidstone offers the regular range of chain restaurants found in most towns.  However nestled amongst the usual suspects with their standard offering is the Living Cafe.  Service is pleasant and friendly with a hearty breakfast/brunch menu on offer. I am partial to the bowl food, served with chunky chips or salad, if you are greedy like me you can have both.  On one occasion I enjoyed a chicken and butternut squash curry, yes with chips!  Each time I've been set up for the day, not needing to eat an evening meal.  Long live the independent I say.

As you can see, they also rock a mean church chair.

Tuesday, 1 July 2014

Some yummy discoveries ...

The past few weeks have included, as well as a load of dust, eating out a lot and when eating out got too much, the purchase of a microwave.  The chicken biryani from Waitrose was a particular microwave favourite.  But my best moments included the discovery of raspberry blush cocktails with a side plate of Nachos (no photos) too busy enjoying the cocktail.  Another discovery was rhubarb vodka spritzers with a discount if you bought two, well what was a girl to do? hic!   My best meal during the four week period, apart from sitting in the sun enjoying a burger outside Fort's, was the warm chilli chicken salad from Wagamama.  Tiny portion but oh so tasty, my new favourite.  We spent the duration of the meal thinking up and texting names to my daughter's friend for her new baby sister who was literally being born whilst we dined.  Enid, Ethel, Doris, Hatty or Maud anyone?  Fortunately, depending on your point of view, we had no input into the final choice of name.