There WE were trotting about, well SHE trotted and I flew after HER, going about the day's business ie chores, when SHE realised that the hot water was not hot, grrr.
Upon opening the door to Mr.Boiler's room, he shares it with Mr.Dyson and Mr.Ironing Board, all was revealed, Mr.Pilot light was out, BIG sigh.
With "sorry" to HER knees, SHE crouched down to relight him, only he did not wish to be a good boy and promptly went out again, another attempt got the same result.
Time to call Mr.Boiler repair man, who said he would come between 1.30 and 2.30, well, that scuppers any jaunt planned or otherwise, never mind, better a warm home than a newspaper or new library book.
Very norty Mr.Boiler, for Richard, the repair man, fitted a new Thermo-Couple and he still refused to stay alight, grim news indeedy!
For Mr.Boiler is very, very old, in Boiler years, and his spare parts are not that readily available. Richard left at 4.30pm to go to a electrical supply merchant in North London.. many miles away!
At 6.30pm, there was still no sign of Richard and OUR home getting colder by the minute, for it was a bitter evening and the temperature was dropping like a stone. Then, suddenly, he was knocking on the door and upon entering, he waved a box at HER and said "success"!
But what do YOU do with YOUR time when all jaunts are cancelled, there is no hot water and the home is getting cold? And YOU have to wait for the repair man to come back.
Well. YOU rootle around in YumYum HQ, dig out as many vegetables as YOU can find, then have another rootle in the chilly white larder aka fridge and see what deliciousness YOU have stashed away for a chilly-billy day.
SHE found red and white potatoes, beetroots, shallots, garlic, butternut squash, turks cap squash, celeriac, sweet potato (1), home dried thyme and rosemary and two Duck breasts. Treasure indeedy!
All the vegetables were quartered, put into two baking pans with olive oil and other spices and herbs.. grindygrindy went the big pepper mill and in went some pink salt! Yes, pink, strange but true.
The Duck fat was scored amd they were left in a marinade to come up to room temperature. Then metal cupboard was turn onto Gas Mark 6 and allowed to heat up.
The vegetable trays were put in and a timer put on, after ten minutes, Red Rice from the Camargue was put into boiling water. A rack was placed above the vegetables, the two Duck breasts were put into roast.
Oh, the smells were just delicious, they wafted through the gap underneath the bedroom door, I was not allowed to go and 'assist' in the repairing of old norty Mr.Boiler. (I have been known to fly off with screwdrivers).
But, eventually, after a lot of hard work getting right into the bowels of Mr.Boiler, Richard said "it is done and let us hope that it behaves itself".
Yippee, so after a day that might have caused gloom and despondency, what did WE get? Hot water (coming), hot radiators (already) and lots of simply scrummyduptious YumYum.. slurp.. (SHE will take a box of it with HER to work).
And having partaken of that most edibubble of repasts, WE are going to read a few pages of that scary history book called Eleni, then go to sleep.
Goodnight to YOU all Dear Readers but before I go.. I will tell YOU that one of tomorrow's post is
going to be about an article written by Michel Roux Sr. YOU know how much SHE respects this amazingly talented culinary family.. so hurry back tomorrow to read MY Blog!
GeeGee Parrot.
February 3rd, 2014.
Upon opening the door to Mr.Boiler's room, he shares it with Mr.Dyson and Mr.Ironing Board, all was revealed, Mr.Pilot light was out, BIG sigh.
With "sorry" to HER knees, SHE crouched down to relight him, only he did not wish to be a good boy and promptly went out again, another attempt got the same result.
Time to call Mr.Boiler repair man, who said he would come between 1.30 and 2.30, well, that scuppers any jaunt planned or otherwise, never mind, better a warm home than a newspaper or new library book.
Very norty Mr.Boiler, for Richard, the repair man, fitted a new Thermo-Couple and he still refused to stay alight, grim news indeedy!
For Mr.Boiler is very, very old, in Boiler years, and his spare parts are not that readily available. Richard left at 4.30pm to go to a electrical supply merchant in North London.. many miles away!
At 6.30pm, there was still no sign of Richard and OUR home getting colder by the minute, for it was a bitter evening and the temperature was dropping like a stone. Then, suddenly, he was knocking on the door and upon entering, he waved a box at HER and said "success"!
But what do YOU do with YOUR time when all jaunts are cancelled, there is no hot water and the home is getting cold? And YOU have to wait for the repair man to come back.
Well. YOU rootle around in YumYum HQ, dig out as many vegetables as YOU can find, then have another rootle in the chilly white larder aka fridge and see what deliciousness YOU have stashed away for a chilly-billy day.
SHE found red and white potatoes, beetroots, shallots, garlic, butternut squash, turks cap squash, celeriac, sweet potato (1), home dried thyme and rosemary and two Duck breasts. Treasure indeedy!
All the vegetables were quartered, put into two baking pans with olive oil and other spices and herbs.. grindygrindy went the big pepper mill and in went some pink salt! Yes, pink, strange but true.
The Duck fat was scored amd they were left in a marinade to come up to room temperature. Then metal cupboard was turn onto Gas Mark 6 and allowed to heat up.
The vegetable trays were put in and a timer put on, after ten minutes, Red Rice from the Camargue was put into boiling water. A rack was placed above the vegetables, the two Duck breasts were put into roast.
Oh, the smells were just delicious, they wafted through the gap underneath the bedroom door, I was not allowed to go and 'assist' in the repairing of old norty Mr.Boiler. (I have been known to fly off with screwdrivers).
But, eventually, after a lot of hard work getting right into the bowels of Mr.Boiler, Richard said "it is done and let us hope that it behaves itself".
Yippee, so after a day that might have caused gloom and despondency, what did WE get? Hot water (coming), hot radiators (already) and lots of simply scrummyduptious YumYum.. slurp.. (SHE will take a box of it with HER to work).
And having partaken of that most edibubble of repasts, WE are going to read a few pages of that scary history book called Eleni, then go to sleep.
Goodnight to YOU all Dear Readers but before I go.. I will tell YOU that one of tomorrow's post is
going to be about an article written by Michel Roux Sr. YOU know how much SHE respects this amazingly talented culinary family.. so hurry back tomorrow to read MY Blog!
GeeGee Parrot.
February 3rd, 2014.
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