Food

Much Ado About Deception and Delusion: Kate Atkinson’s Transcription and London 1940

The sandwich was no comfort, it was a pale limp thing a long way from the déjeuner sur l'herbe of her…

5 years ago

Sticky Learning and the Dumbing Down of Exams

Do you remember what you were doing on the 22nd of June at 9.00am? I do - at least for…

5 years ago

Why Rhubarb?

Rhubarb, Rhubarb Words A definition of rhubarb - the noun - is  meaningless background noise. This meaning is attributed to…

6 years ago

Ode to Garlic

I don't think I peeled a clove of garlic until I was at least 21. It wasn't because I didn't…

7 years ago

Blackberrying

Here then, as promised is the indulgence of blackberry poems. (For any very young readers confused by Thirteen Ways of…

7 years ago

Blackberry and Apple Crumble

If we had some bacon we could have bacon and eggs but we've got no eggs. That First World War…

7 years ago

Bitter Strawberries

     Farm work is one of the best jobs for getting to know people as they really are. The…

7 years ago

Mud Soup

Some culinary disasters can be repurposed. Here is Glen Baxter on polenta: And then there are times when you just…

7 years ago

A Polished Performance

A Polished Performance Citizens of the polished capital Sigh for the towns up country, And their innocent simplicity. People in…

7 years ago

Lard

A Facebook friend wanted some crowd-sourcing help for a piece she was editing. Her query asked readers to end the…

7 years ago