Went for awalk this afternoon in the unexpected sunshine trapped some of the sun in this pud.
Serves 4-5
Ingredients:
1 ½ lemons , zested and juiced
100g sugar
2 eggs
100g butter , plus extra for the bowl
100g self-raising flour ( I used plain with 1 tsp of baking powder)
4 tbsp lemon curd home made by my Dad!
To serve: custard or cream
method:
1.Butter pudding bowl. I put 4 slices of lemon in bottom which sort of worked
2.Whizz the butter, sugar and lemon zest in a food processor until pale and fluffy.
3.Mix in the eggs one by one.
4.Add the flour and pulse until incorporated.
5.I added half the lemon juice right the end thankfully it didn’t split
6.Pour the batter into and cover with a lid or clingfilm and microwave on medium (650w) for 4-6 minutes.
7.Heat the lemon curd the rest of the lemon juice(to taste) in a small pan. Spoon over the top and serve.
Sunday, 28 March 2010
Saturday, 27 March 2010
Hurrah another Street Card!
Dodging the showers yesterday I spotted this in the gutter hurrah !
I do love them 34 to go! more here
I do love them 34 to go! more here
Friday, 26 March 2010
My Ikea album cover life ....Oh You pretty things
Are you cross with your dresser...
Here's my latest Ikea collage: Mrs Jone's kid in his lotus eater phase whiling away his unhappy hours away on his best damsk flicking his German mime artist Top Trumps into a top hat (probably).
Of course those delicate Americans had a more butch sleeve as they tend to get a nosebleed and have a fainting fit at the the sight of someone with different coloured irises! Must be hard work being outraged all the time.
Laters. have a jolly weekend.
Here's my latest Ikea collage: Mrs Jone's kid in his lotus eater phase whiling away his unhappy hours away on his best damsk flicking his German mime artist Top Trumps into a top hat (probably).
Of course those delicate Americans had a more butch sleeve as they tend to get a nosebleed and have a fainting fit at the the sight of someone with different coloured irises! Must be hard work being outraged all the time.
Laters. have a jolly weekend.
Thursday, 18 March 2010
Promised land waiting
A brace of sad news today with the passing of Charlie Gillet and Alex Chilton.
I always liked Charlie's shows even though if I'm honest he didn't always play stuff I liked but it was always refreshing to hear someone who genuinely loved the music he was playing. I only recently heard Big Star I must admit for years I confused AC with Alex Harvey and only recently via Stuart Maconi had the 2 separated in my mind.
Anyway I really Love Promised Land by Johnny Allen (which for those who don't know CG introduced to us all) it never fails to cheer me up. So over to Johnny with teh travel news!
I always liked Charlie's shows even though if I'm honest he didn't always play stuff I liked but it was always refreshing to hear someone who genuinely loved the music he was playing. I only recently heard Big Star I must admit for years I confused AC with Alex Harvey and only recently via Stuart Maconi had the 2 separated in my mind.
Anyway I really Love Promised Land by Johnny Allen (which for those who don't know CG introduced to us all) it never fails to cheer me up. So over to Johnny with teh travel news!
Monday, 15 March 2010
Huw in the club - and other great pictures
I found this set of pictures using the marvelous http://fffflckr.com/
application which lets you search flickr using your favourites and those of your favourites (if you see what I mean) .
It threw up this fascinating series of pictures from The Glamorgan County Council Staff Club in Cardiff, Wales sadly now closed by Maciej Dakowicz.
I love the shots of people having fun and enjoying their weekend.
It's a cliche to say peoples lives are written on their faces but it's a true cliche.
It does raise a slight issue that's been in my mind for a while. I love pictures like this and those of the famous series Martin Parr took in New Brighton. I take if not similar ones in a similar areas ie. in around Deptford and Barnsley etc and I have nagging fear that they could be seen put it bluntly as "laughing at poor people".
I hope I'm not I just find these subjects fascinating, refreshing and surprising. We live in an increasingly
homogeneous world and these sparks of humanity, these unguarded moments and the individual acts of creativity are heartening. Of course the distance between the aspiration of some the signs etc and the reality of the shop or the pub they are attached to is ironic but also hopeful and very human.
One last defence whenever I'm somewhere posh I take picture there too
application which lets you search flickr using your favourites and those of your favourites (if you see what I mean) .
It threw up this fascinating series of pictures from The Glamorgan County Council Staff Club in Cardiff, Wales sadly now closed by Maciej Dakowicz.
I love the shots of people having fun and enjoying their weekend.
It's a cliche to say peoples lives are written on their faces but it's a true cliche.
It does raise a slight issue that's been in my mind for a while. I love pictures like this and those of the famous series Martin Parr took in New Brighton. I take if not similar ones in a similar areas ie. in around Deptford and Barnsley etc and I have nagging fear that they could be seen put it bluntly as "laughing at poor people".
I hope I'm not I just find these subjects fascinating, refreshing and surprising. We live in an increasingly
homogeneous world and these sparks of humanity, these unguarded moments and the individual acts of creativity are heartening. Of course the distance between the aspiration of some the signs etc and the reality of the shop or the pub they are attached to is ironic but also hopeful and very human.
One last defence whenever I'm somewhere posh I take picture there too
Sunday, 14 March 2010
Happy Mothering Sunday!!
As usual we turn to Greggs to find out how they are expressing important emotions/events in butter cream and sponge batter.
In their the shop the other day to get a loaf the cheery staff were discussing accidents. After a grusesome discussion of a friend's latest surgery the woman serving me chirps up
In their the shop the other day to get a loaf the cheery staff were discussing accidents. After a grusesome discussion of a friend's latest surgery the woman serving me chirps up
"well there's always some fing worse that can 'appen, I've never 'urt myself badly".Anway love to ya muthas! today as always
"what d'ya mean" he colleague loading the steak bakes chips in "you, fell through that plate glass window the other day!!"
Laughing my server replies "oh ya I woz forgettin' THAT! what am I like?...I only broke me glasses tho' and that gurls shoppin!'"
Friday, 12 March 2010
Beer here there & everywhere
Out about in London’s brilliant parade with BLBW for well with some inevitability some beer we went to the London Drinker beer festival at Camden centre.
It was jolly perhaps not as good as the Hackney one in December but the beer was good. Ales to look out for Acorn IPA, Urban Dusk from Redemption (a lovely best bitter from Tottenham’s finest) and a lovely IPA from Fullers Bengal lancer which won’t be around for long so hurray while stocks last.
It was jolly perhaps not as good as the Hackney one in December but the beer was good. Ales to look out for Acorn IPA, Urban Dusk from Redemption (a lovely best bitter from Tottenham’s finest) and a lovely IPA from Fullers Bengal lancer which won’t be around for long so hurray while stocks last.
It was then off whizzing through the night to Battersea which picking itself up from the disappointment of me and BBLW no longer living there has got even more la-di-da. Had a jolly time at a new pub amongst the gilded youth of the south shore (shoulder pads and loud voices are back in or never went away I’m not sure). It is a different world, the beer was good and the place was buzzing. It was odd to see that “brewing Up “ by BB is now aspirational amongst the other tasteful poster and oh they have He-man wallpaper in the bogs!
Anyway wandering home via the Kings road with its orange trainers and cafes that sell champagne for breakfast I made a little film...” we’re not Deptford anymore Toto”....
Quote of the Day:
On the tube: a friendly group of museum workers on their way home, sharing horror stories of their difficult customers.Apparently on being told there were no more places left at a sleep over event for their little “Saffron” the reply came back from one Uber mum
“ you do realise she’ll won’t get into Cambridge now!”
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