Garlic Supernova

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,...

Van Fail

As the title suggests, we are having a few tiny hiccups in relation to the van. Before I begin I would like to say, in its defence, that it was proper cold this morning. MOT day, the day of reckoning when we finally discover how much the beast will cost us. This is...

Of cleaning and counting

Once more into the fray we dive, to be bemused and delighted by our newest acquisition. Once more do we throw open the doors and delight at what lies beyond. Nuf said. We devoted an entire day to the cleaning and cataloguing of all that is giant and yellow. It turns...

The Voyage into 4th Gear.

It has been, shall we say, something of a journey already. I’m not talking about the jazz-hands, don’t-stop-believing kind of journey either. I’m talking about the long hard this-will-get-funny-soon-it’s-so-ridiculous kind. Allow your mind to...