Tag Archives: cake
How nice to see you! Come on in, the kettle’s on
I’ll get the tray. Piece of cake to go with your tea? Go on, sticky malt loaf cake, it’s yummy. When was it we met for that meal in Krakow? Before the pandemic? No! Has it really been that … Continue reading
Posted in Thinking, or ranting, or both, Uncategorized
Tagged #cancer, #selfie, Ainsdale beach, cake, Covid, Liverpool, Pandemic
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There and back. A post-industrial journey, with cake
I used to love seeing labels that said ‘Empire Made’ – engraved on an old pair of scissors or a battered decorative tin. Such a feeling of immensity in that one word, ‘empire’. But I was a little girl then … Continue reading
Posted in Art, jaunts & going out, Britain now & then
Tagged cake, chimneys, Commonwealth, cotton, empire made, mills, silver jewellery, smoke, weavers, wool, Yorkshire
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Oh, sweet-heart! (and why you don’t need a cake tin to make a sponge cake)
I’ve thought a lot about the warthogs and I’ve reached a conclusion. They’re not going to stop me. I need out. I need to shop – no, don’t be sexist, not that kind of shopping, food shopping. I’m cooking for … Continue reading
Posted in Socks, spoons, stones and sunsets
Tagged cake, cooking, Heavenly Valley, ice cream, Romance, Swaziland, Warthogs
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