Saturday, 28 December 2019

Back to Simplicity


Christmas has been strange.  

Lots of food, lots of television, some dog walking, a couple of short visits, one of which actually took us two days to achieve!!

I loved my simple Christmas dinner, it might not look much but this was on one of our 'big plates' and I usually eat off our small ones.  You can see the size difference in the photo at the bottom of this post.  Alan had the same as me but with the addition of a few slices of his Turkey and Duck Crown with Cranberry Stuffing and of course his absolute favourite things in the world ... pigs in blankets.


The next day I used some of the leftovers to make Boxing Day Pasties.  Using ready-rolled bought pastry to keep things hasslefree and simple.  They simply contain everything but the meat, chopped a bit more finely and moistened with a bit of leftover gravy.


They are different shapes because ...


... I had used the other piece of the pastry in the box to make four little pastry cases ready to be turned into banoffee pies.  Another of Alan's favourite things.  

I had cut out four circles to fit my little four-compartment quiche tray and then re-rolled the cutaway edges to make my half-circle pasty, using the final strip of pastry in the box to make Alan's more rectangular one.


Our finished meals on Boxing Day.  

No other veggies needed as the pasties were stuffed full of them, just a few slices of tomato for freshness and Alan had his sliced meat and leftover pigs in blankets on the side.

So why have I called this post 'Back to Simplicity'?  

Well because after a few days that have been so food focussed, here in the house, in the shops, on the television, etc, we have both decided quite independently that we need to go right back to basics with what we eat in the New Year.  I am completely dairy-intolerant, with increasing severity of symptoms if I slip up, to be honest, I would describe myself up to now as a slapdash plant-based eater, and Alan is a Type 2 Diabetic and on the verge of needing full-time tablets if he doesn't change his ways now.  It's been hard to avoid 'treats' at this time of year, but after a few, you begin to realise that if 'treats' are actually doing you harm they must no longer be considered treats!!  

So ... all the foods that we have been gifted over the Christmas period that is unsuitable for either or both of us are going to be bagged up and dropped off for the local Foodbank next time we are passing one of the supermarkets with a Foodbank trolley, where I am in no doubt that they will be happily received.  


We both have plans for the New Year, mine is to fully embrace Veganuary and Alan's is to once again do his Michael Mosely 800 calories a day diet for a couple of weeks.  Then hopefully we should both be fully back on track and raring to go.


Sue xx


Wednesday, 25 December 2019

A Very Merry Christmas


Wishing a Very Merry Christmas to all my family, friends, followers and readers.  I hope you all have the Christmas that you were hoping for however that may be celebrated.

Here it's being celebrated simply just us the dogs, Ginger the cat, and the chickens.  


But I was lucky enough to have breakfast with Santa this morning.

All the very best.





Sue xx

Sunday, 22 December 2019

Babies at Christmas


Christmas is all about the children isn't it, and at the moment it's all about the babies in our family.

This is Amira Vicki Wright, our newest and most girliest of grandchildren.  At last in a family of boys there is a glimmer of pink.  She's a little sweetheart, born on the 8th December and home with her sister and brothers in time for a lovely family Christmas.  

We also have a little great-nephew due on Christmas Day although Erin, our niece and his Mum, is hoping for a day or so earlier so she too can be home in time for Christmas.


Little Amira … oooh!!


Born last year, right on the last day of 2018 was our little great grandson Mason.  He's really looking forward to his first Christmas, quickly followed by his first birthday.  So it really is all about the babies here at the moment.

We are both hitting the motorway today to go and visit little Amira for the first time.


Proud Nana Sue xx




Saturday, 21 December 2019

An Imposter in the Ranks

 
Chicken World is busy these days.

As well as our remaining eight chickens there are a plethora of small wild birds, a small gang of Starlings, a couple of crows and the most recent addition is as beautiful as any of our girls or boys. 

 They are all here, on and off,  all day every day, eating the food and drinking from the drinkers.  Our boys do tell them off in the morning though and hold them at bay until the hens have had their fill at the layers pellets and corn.


Spot the Difference.

They are all boys ... but one is not a chicken.  

Luckily for our new resident Pheasant, Alan already has a joint in the freezer ready for Christmas Day, otherwise his days may have been numbered!!


Sue xx





Friday, 20 December 2019

Alan's Christmas has been delivered ...


In the immortal words of Margo 'Christmas has been delivered ...'  (yes for those of you who know The Good Life inside out, it is a slight misquote).  

Our hamper gifted to us every year since Alan started working through the agency he works through arrived yesterday.  The first year they sent us a small Fortnum and Mason hamper, then every year after that until two years ago it was the extra large Fortnum and Mason hamper.  The past couple of years it has been a Regency Hamper, just as lovely but with less jam and slightly less posh wine, although with the addition of posh cheeses and smoked salmon.



Alan did the unpacking, after all most of the food that is in it is what he will be eating … I might be able to help him with some of the wine though  

Out of the entire contents of the hamper there are three things I would eat, three things that have not contributed to the death of an animal or a fish. 

A pack of four mince pies, a jar of red onion marmalade and a bag of crisps.

This time of year is especially hard for vegans ... not the eating of tasty food you should understand, we have SO much of that we could never go short by any stretch of the imagination.  It's the row upon row of dead flesh in the shops and supermarkets.  Packaged up to look as far removed from the dead body it came from as possible.  Hygienically shrink wrapped, placed on trays and titivated up to look pleasing to the eye.  It doesn't. ☹

It is not pleasing to the eye in any way once you see it for what it is.

I'll not rant and rave on here, this is not what my blog is for.  This blog is my day to day life both here in Wales and at the Van.  But occasionally I do feel the need to explain myself on a post … getting it down in black and white is the only way to get it out of my head.  Because most of the time that is where it is trapped.  There is no one in my family that I can turn to when all this gets too much, so I have to let  it run it's course and once it gets filed back in the 'why is the world so bloody cruel ' box I can breathe again … for a while.



The saving grace of yesterday was my new subscription copy of Vegan Life being delivered at the same time as the hamper.  Earthling Ed's face has never been more welcome.  Although I do have to catch up with my reading and read the December issue before I start on this one.  


Sue xx




Tuesday, 17 December 2019

A Post by Mavis


Hello my name is Mavis.

Lots of you already know me and my story … it's nearly six years since I came to live here with Mum and Dad and all my furry and feathery friends.

I'm looking sad because I was at the vets all day yesterday having lots of my teeth out.  The vet took out 12, but she said I have lots left.  I had 6 taken out when I came back to live with Mum and Dad after the bad people pinched me and forgot to feed me, so if 18 have gone I must have started out with a lot!!

My mouth was sore before with my wobbly and bad teeth, but now it's even more hurty.  I'll have to trust Mum that it was the right thing to do but at the minute I am not sure.  The best thing about being hurty though is that I am getting nice things to eat.  I had chicken and rice for breakfast … not the chickens that live with us, at least I don't think so because they are all still outside running around with Mr and Mrs Pheasant who now also live with us,  but the sort of chicken that Mum makes smell nice and that comes out of the warm Aga thing that is next to my bed.


Yesterday Mum bought these from the charity shop.  We don't really play with toys but Mum says Father Christmas wants us to have some.


Mum wrapped them in paper and gave them both a bacon chew to eat while they are inside the paper, they smell nice now and if Mr Christmas lets me I might change my mind and play with these.


I think Mum has put them under this little tree to tease me ... I can smell the bacon.  If I had my teeth back I might have had a bite to see if I could make the treats fall out.  But I think I'll leave them for now as I have just had my medicine and I'm feeling like it might be time for a little nap.


Hurty teeth are not nice, I hope the ones I have left will be good and stay where they are supposed to be.  Time for a nap.

Goodbye.


Mavis xx




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Monday, 16 December 2019

My £26 Coat


I wasn't going to get myself anything for Christmas, but when I saw this coat in Asda this morning for the princely sum of £26 how could I not buy it.  And that's full price, not some special offer or anything.  

An absolute bargain  😃

I'm a happy girl with a new Winter coat so I really splurged and bought Alan a Toblerone for £3 ... now we're both happy.


Sue xx