The Golden Bin

by | Friday, March 11, 2011 | House

This week I discovered what gazumping is and why one must fear it. We have, you see, embarked on the slow and arduous process of getting a foot onto the very lowest rung of the property ladder. The offer I mentioned on Sunday was accepted, and we have begun the...

Jabberwocky HQ

by | Sunday, March 6, 2011 | House

We have spent the last few days in the throws of one of life’s most celebrated torments: Househunting. A process that makes a roller-coaster of emotions look like a carousel of indifference. It started when we found Westlea Road. The house spoke to us, we loved...

It’s ALIVE

by | Saturday, February 26, 2011 | Food Van Driving

The glow plugs were indeed not working properly and the battery was, indeed, dead. The mechanics of Leamington (including the much hailed “returning tomorrow” of the previous post) had fought and fallen before the Beast, at times (I can only assume),...

Moodbanking

by | Wednesday, February 23, 2011 | Hopeful

I don’t believe in luck. I prefer to savour the good times, and bank them in the ISA of good feelings for a rainy day. Lately there have been a fair few rainy days, and they have been making regular withdrawals, but I’m still determined to save. DEBIT: The...

Garlic Supernova

by | Wednesday, February 16, 2011 | Food Van Driving, The Business of Catering

Take a box of baby tomatoes, give them to Barny and let him chef at them for a few hours in a low oven. The resulting slow roasted garlic tomatoes are a thing of such exquisite beauty that for a brief eating spree you forget that you don’t even like tomatoes,...