Night with the girls

Last Saturday I met up with my school friends at Vicky’s parents’ house then we went on to the Hungry Horse in Bradmore for fuel. Thanks to Mrs H and her family for having us. It was great to see Laura after so many years. There were drinks, banter, giggles and Bo playing the piano at about 11pm…fabulous night. Feel very lucky to be back in touch with these awesome ladies.

Nigel Slater’s Real Cooking

I’d had this book for a while but hadn’t really used it. I tried making his haddock fish cakes with lime leaves and dipping sauce last night. They were pronounced to be good but as I used some lime juice as a substitute for lime leaves I felt that it dried the fish out somewhat. I’ll be making his French(ish) fish broth tomorrow. Went shopping for the ingredients last night. The book says ‘It is not cheap to make’…it certainly isn’t when you have to buy a bottle of Pernod (the recipe needs a tablespoon). Oh well, one must try new things.

In the book there are innuendos everywhere: ‘The aubergine is the sexiest of vegetables, just as a ripe fig is the sexiest of fruits. Both of them, coincidentally, purple’. He keeps going on about how much he loves goo. Sometimes he’s very Carry On; the Sausages section starts with ‘I love a banger’. It makes me smile.

Spotify

I haven’t been listening to much Radio 4 lately because I’ve been using Spotify . I love it so much! I’ve been listening to lots of music from the past. It’s like reliving my youth but without all the craziness. Been listening to newer stuff too. Technology is great; I can hear something I like at the hairdresser’s then look it up on the Heart FM(!) playlist and play it on Spotify. When I was younger it was exciting enough borrowing CDs from the library. To have so much music available immediately is simply incredible.

Dispatches – When Cousins Marry

Programme information on the Channel 4 website

In my parents’ community, people seem have to have married within the same small group of Indian villages for generations. There are definitely benefits of marrying within the community. But personally I find the idea suffocating. I find the idea of cousins marrying both suffocating and incestuous. Yet I can understand how, if it’s something you’ve grown up with, you might accept it as a legitimate part of your culture. I can also understand ethnic communities’ needs to hold on to their traditions. But when following tradition is far more likely to make your children suffer, surely you should reconsider?