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Accomplished today:
Apr. 16th, 2011 09:07 pmToday I accomplished many things in the domestic line.
Food shopping. Sowing of runner beans and swedes in tiny patches in the back garden. Preparation of a maple-apple-walnut boiled pudding. Construction of a blanket box. Filling of a blanket box with potentially-in-future-useful folders of notes. Hanging of pictures.
The maple-apple-walnut pudding is, if I say so myself, a very worthy variant on treacle pudding. (Replace treacle with maple syrup, add one slice apple and a handful of walnuts. I use the treacle pudding recipe here.) It's lighter than plain treacle, and the mix of flavours is an improvement - treacle can be a little thick.
I'm also very happy to finally have my Hokusai print hung up. (And a trio of prints from Ursula Vernon: I'm not sure how well they go with the parent's amateur oils, but it makes me positively gleeful to finally have them on the walls. Even if they're all badly framed in cheap poundshop pine.)
The next thing to do is to get the newer family pictures framed, and hang great-great-auntie and great-gran, great-grandad, grandparent's wedding, and the subsequent generations (yet to be framed) over the sideboard. We've been living here for a dozen years, and they're still not hung.
If I can persuade the parent and the grandparent to the expense, it would be nice to get a picture of the grandparent from the sixties, and the parent and siblings from her own youth, and get them blown up and properly framed. I don't hold out vast hopes of this. (It would also be nice to be able to put a name to great-great-auntie, the grandparent's maternal relative. This might require more documentary archaeology than I'm presently prepared for, though.)
That's not likely to happen soon.
Anyway. Tomorrow I have to do three short pieces of work, and get my workspace squared away - a job I've been putting off since before the year turned. Still, if I don't get to it soon, it won't get done. (Note to self: buy new folders, preferably clear plastic.)
Food shopping. Sowing of runner beans and swedes in tiny patches in the back garden. Preparation of a maple-apple-walnut boiled pudding. Construction of a blanket box. Filling of a blanket box with potentially-in-future-useful folders of notes. Hanging of pictures.
The maple-apple-walnut pudding is, if I say so myself, a very worthy variant on treacle pudding. (Replace treacle with maple syrup, add one slice apple and a handful of walnuts. I use the treacle pudding recipe here.) It's lighter than plain treacle, and the mix of flavours is an improvement - treacle can be a little thick.
I'm also very happy to finally have my Hokusai print hung up. (And a trio of prints from Ursula Vernon: I'm not sure how well they go with the parent's amateur oils, but it makes me positively gleeful to finally have them on the walls. Even if they're all badly framed in cheap poundshop pine.)
The next thing to do is to get the newer family pictures framed, and hang great-great-auntie and great-gran, great-grandad, grandparent's wedding, and the subsequent generations (yet to be framed) over the sideboard. We've been living here for a dozen years, and they're still not hung.
If I can persuade the parent and the grandparent to the expense, it would be nice to get a picture of the grandparent from the sixties, and the parent and siblings from her own youth, and get them blown up and properly framed. I don't hold out vast hopes of this. (It would also be nice to be able to put a name to great-great-auntie, the grandparent's maternal relative. This might require more documentary archaeology than I'm presently prepared for, though.)
That's not likely to happen soon.
Anyway. Tomorrow I have to do three short pieces of work, and get my workspace squared away - a job I've been putting off since before the year turned. Still, if I don't get to it soon, it won't get done. (Note to self: buy new folders, preferably clear plastic.)
