Fairly recently following our move into the new house (WHEEEEEE! NEW HOUSE!) I posted on Facebook remarking on the fact that a favourite mug of mine had been with me for some time and was quite well-travelled: coming to me from my mate Caitlin back in around 1994-sih from her exchange year in Denmark, to(…)
Whilst in the position of working from home, and with it being the freezing & wet part of the year (i.e. between August and May) I thought I’d investigate the world of Slow Cooking. The idea being that you cook something for HOURS over a low heat in a special cooker thingo then it takes(…)
Some quite powerful revelations about the power of genetic inheritance.
So, today’s been quite instructive.
My Dad passed away on November 7th following a short and fairly unexpected battle with cancer. We had his funeral on Friday the 14th and though we’re all sad that he’s gone, everyone’s been saying that they thought it was a beautiful and celebratory service for a generous and warm man, and it’s only a(…)
Saturday August 6th 2014 was an important day. I was away at Maltstock in The Netherlands (one of the best whisky festivals on the planet), but my mind was frequently on a little back-street pub in Clerkenwell – The Gunmakers. For on that day was the farewell party of Jeff, the landlord, having sold the(…)
It’d be silly not to document my Ice Bucket Challenge video here (made in response to Wayne Francis dobbing me in for it). This has all been a wildly effective and truly viral exercise in raising funds and awareness for Amyotrophic Lateral Sclerosis research – I couldn’t imagine that there’s many people left now who haven’t heard(…)
Not that I’m easily influenced by external stimuli or anything, but I spied this dish being cooked on the telly on the weekend in Saturday Kitchen re-runs, and next thing you know I’m dishing it up on Tuesday night! Was quite pleased with the results, just between you and me… It’s a Rick Stein recipe,(…)
Monty Python. I got to see Monty frigging Python perform, live (almost)*. Twice. Where to begin on a story like this?! At the tender young age of about 10 whilst killing time in the Victorian town of Elmore my brother and I availed ourselves of about the only method we had at our disposal to(…)
A fine evening of drams last night with m’chum Rob and the lovely Liz: we made a hole in the Sample Stack and despatched a 1976 Longmorn (35yo!), a Wemyss Clynelish (Fresh Fruit Sorbet), an 8yo Lochside (thanks to Nicola for that), a 45yo Dumbarton grain, a Balvenie single cask release (The Cooper), a 17yo(…)