Advice Safe

CHECK THE SINK Check the sink before you wash your jeans.

When you move into a place that does not have a plumbed in washing machine, and you will, please remember this.

The pipe to take the dirty water out from the machine will be hooked by various and ingenious ways so that it feeds directly into the sink.  Please make sure the sink is empty BEFORE you load the machine.  There is a reasonably high risk that:

  • a towel has been used to soak up a spill and the sink was the obvious place to put it, but no one thinks it’s their job to take it out.
  • a sock or piece of underwear has fallen off the makeshift line above the sink without anyone noticing.
  • something has fallen in from a nearby shelf or the top of the washing machine which is communal, so no one can be bothered picking it up.
  • muddy sports clothes have been left to ‘soak’ and forgotten.
  • something is defrosting – try and get rid of that flatmate.
  • a piece of cloth has purposely been shoved into the plughole as no one can find the plug.

It is for this reason that you should always check the sink before you wash your pair of jeans –  the ones that you want urgently clean for a date in half an hour- as any of the above will block the plughole and cause the sink to overfill anSinkOverflow_larged flood the room.  It is a very common and expensive mistake to make.  Be warned, and always have a pile of old newspapers in a bag, by the tub, as this will happen at some point and the mop will be in the garden sitting in a bucket brown water from the last incident.

 

 

The Red Folder

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What’s the difference between Muesli and Granola? The answer is grainy.

Quite often found jostling for the same supermarket shelf space, what is the difference between these two cereals? The difference between muesli and granola is simple. While both are an assembly of pure grains, fruit, seeds and nuts, muesli is eaten in its raw form and is usually soaked in milk or other liquid. Granola is mixed with oil and a sweetener and baked before we eat it.  It can be eaten with or without any liquid. The other point of difference it that my family will eat granola by the handful while the muesli sits woefully untouched in the cupboard.  No amount of yoghurt, fruit or honey will make my children eat it. Aviary Photo_130968819121782045.pngMy husband does so grudgingly in an attempt to fill his body with the antioxidants and vitamins A and C contained in the fruit. Nuts bring protein and omega-3 oils to the table and we all know grains provide rich carbohydrates, B vitamins, iron and fiber. Unless you are intolerant.  It also stops me nagging him.  The problem I have is that most of what is out there to buy is very expensive and overly sweet, containing more sugar and salt than I would like.  The answer, of course, is to make it yourself.  This prospect has always seemed so drudgingly boring and I have dipped in and out of various recipes all too much time for too little result. Then I had a moment.  I sighed inwardly and tried yet another recipe, the result was spectacular and I quickly wrote it’s secrets down and put into my red folder.  I have adapted it to suit our tastes, you can start here and do the same

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Upcycling

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I am going to set fire to a washing machine.

I have wanted a fire pit for some time now but have not wanted to commit to a permanent site.  There are plenty of commercial free standing ones out there, but I have been looking for something, robust, mobile and cheap and so far in the looking, nothing has hit bullseye.  Time to upcycle.  I am going to use a washing machine drum. The drums are perfect, with the holes allowing good airflow, good shape and size plus minimal skills needed, depending on how far you take it.  Mine will probably sit on bricks and be used as a BBQ, allowing for toastie feet and marshmallow conversations in the cooler evenings.

I will draw inspiration from these two sources, as they appealed to me, there are however plenty of other options. Get a professional look  from house and fig or copy the mobile atomic version shown in the clip at the bottom of this page. Look up fire pit washing machine and be inspired.  Everybody’s doing it!

 

 

The drum could also make a  side-table with lights inside, paint it or cover with fake grass for an outside seat option.  The very light modern drums can be made into impressive light shades.  Who knew there was so much life left in an old washing machine.

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The Red Folder

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Red Folder recipe – Millefeuille the posh custard square!

A classic pastry, seen in every French patisserie window that I have ever longingly pushed my face into.  I present it here in it’s simplest form, but you can ice the top, add fruit, make a spectacular large round, to dazzle your friends.  This recipe will make 5 individual pastries and as they are best eaten the same day,  it is just enough for us.

millefeuilleThere is something delightful about cutting through the ultra crisp pastry layers and melting into the smooth velvety texture of the filling.  This little stunner is so versatile, and can be filled with flavoured cream, curd or chocolate and layered with or without any soft fruit of your choosing.176944045_a6fbb37058

 

You can even make a savoury version, include a soft cheese and if using a vegetable par boil or your tower will not hold in the eating. Make it your own, but make it you must.

 

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Upcycling

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Découpage – Bless you, now pass the paper.

Voices are being raised, shouting global warming.  We are ever aware of the vulnerability of our planet and it’s resources.  My son, made me cry at the dinner table, telling me that Polar bears are drowning because they start swimming to old icebergs, ancestral hunting grounds etched in their memories, in search of food.  The bears do not understand that these ancient pieces of ice, have long since melted, so they die of exhaustion searching. My daughter urges me away from products that contain palm oil and checks out my coffee for the fair trade sticker.  Why then, are we all such greedy consumers, with drawers full of old phones, game consoles, and clothes that are no longer the latest fashion. My suggestions of, “we could cover them in paper, don’t throw that table out, or can’t you just cut the ends off and make shorts”, are met with icy, don’t you dare, stares. 

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Patience, glue, blue tack and time will mend this broken wing.

I am just as guilty, often my first response, if something breaks is, go buy another one. Gone are the days that we fix things that are broken, remove the stubborn stain, or sew the hole.  My son was recently outraged when I darned a two-week old pair of shorts that he had ripped, yet I remember my friend’s nan, unpicking an old jumper and using the wool to make another one.  I sat for an hour or so while she wound the itchy yarn around my two hands, held in a ‘fish was this big’ pose.  Both sets of grandparents had an Aladdin’s cave, not a just a shed for storage, in their gardens.  I remember jars that screwed to the ceiling their bellies full of screws, nails, washers and other things I was forbidden to touch. Garden tools made from two or three other things jostled with old biscuit tins, containing bits and bobs kept just in case. When I left the U.K., 8 years ago, it was actually cheaper to buy, wear, throw and replace clothes, then to wash them; who can be bothered with laundry?  We live life fast and are losing the knowledge and will to recycle and try to fix things.

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The Red Folder

 

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A dangerously light, melt in the mouth, short biscuit, which ticks all the boxes

Red folder recipe – Netball biscuits

I think these were originally called almond crescents when they came to me from America.  I took a batch to my daughter’s netball game once and pleads for those netball biscuits came in often from her friends.  The name stuck.  They are a little time consuming to shape (you do not have to shape them), but this recipe will make 40 plus so you can smugly fill your containers for the week.  They keep really well, and you can finish them differently too.

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People I love and know

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The man who puts maggots in his mouth

Hey, Ashley – tell me why you love fishing.

The question on everyone’s lips I’m led to believe is ‘why do I go fishing?’ The honest answer is ‘I don’t know’, I’ve never stopped to think about it. It’s something I’ve always done from a small boy and assumed it was a natural Father/Son type scenario, but let’s break it down. I thought about the easy get out clause, the mountaineers who cite their reason for climbing Everest as ‘because it’s there’. Now that I’m forced to delve into the deepest darkest parts of my mind,  I believe I can shed a little light on the matter. From as far back as I can remember, my Father was a staunch sea angler, with his own boats, and donned the stereotypical attire inclusive of the big knitted jumper, woolly bobble hat and wellies. Sea angling naturally culminated in bags of dead fish in the kitchen and trophy shots of lifeless specimens. It is here that I think the first of my distinctions can be made. I hated the killing of fish and would run around the boat trying to revive the multitude of deceased Mackerel that lay strewn about the deck, having met their grizzly end in such unceremonious circumstances. I vividly remember my Father making me hold an orange Tupperware bowl with a lid on encasing a flat fish of some sort which flapped occasionally in defiance of its inevitable end. To this day I don’t eat fish of any kind and still find the sea fishing ethic very hard to stomach.

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Campfire Story

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When is netball not netball – when it’s social!

I was watching my son compete at the intermediate school athletics, silently willing him to win at his events, but practising a nonchalant air.  A conversation began between myself and another mum. We wandered through the normal, homework, friends and siblings conversations with varying degrees of attention, as each son’s event came and went.  I was incredibly impressed to learn, that she both organised and played, in a social netball league and heard myself saying that I would like to play a team sport.

A couple of months later I answered a call from said mum.

She announced brightly,  “I have a place in my netball team if you are still keen?”

” I haven’t played for 30 years, I excused myself.”

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Cocktails

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Mojito – she wears the mint well

Mojito, Mojito, mojito, when I was behind the bar serving, all the staff hated making this cocktail when we were busy.  It takes a long time to make properly and is messy to boot. I remember we attempted to speed things up with sugar syrup and fresh lime juice, but the real mojito drinker could spot the deception and would bring it right back.  We would remix and hand the cocktail back, quietly hoping the customer would choke on a mint leaf, and not come back for more. I think that this must have put me off the drink and I have never taken to it.  My friend drinks them regularly and will happily take a bag full of limes, mint leaves and a cocktail shaker along to a gathering.  I have always politely declined her offer to partake.

It was through gritted teeth then, that I made my husband and I a Mojito, as so many people have asked me for a good recipe and I needed to speak from the heart.  Oh dear, all those years I have wasted.  This a fresh and zingy little number, which is most certainly worth the effort. I prefer mine with a little more sugar than my husband, and I like to strain the leaves out.  My friend likes hers more cheek suckingly sour.  The below is the basic authentic recipe, after the first one you decide the balance of sweet and sour.

 

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The sugar was originally added to cover the taste of the poor quality rum.  The lime added to help the sailors that drank it with scurvy.

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