My lovely friend Linda (and her husband Keith) furnished me with a very large bundle of their carefully forced rhubarb. Huzzah thought I, I will make some rhubarb jam. I’ve never been a fan of rhubarb, when I was growing up there was never enough sugar with it and consequently it forced the human face into a myriad of contortions. However… if I make jam, the problem is solved as there is plenty of sugar involved. See exhibit a. ( below )
The unpredictable fierceness of the new hob ensured that, rather than a batch of jammy goodness, I made a batch of new fangled (previously un-invented)’rhubarb yuk’. What can I say? Mr Williams said not to waste it as ” he would put it on his breakfast cereals”. However, the jars are still there in the pantry, all present and correct; but to be fair to him he did find a use for it. It made a stunning anchor for the dust sheets, whilst painting the kitchen ceiling. I dropped the ball there a little as I should have taken a photo of him for my ‘Lessert Spotted SAAB male part three’ feature.
Mr W came home from the shops last week with a present for me – a window cleaning sponge on a stick!!!! To be fair, the last present he purchased was a Coach handbag, so I’m happy to take one for the team.
Whilst gardening this week I came across a lot of woodlice (woodlye, a ‘crusting of woodlice’ – I wonder what the noun for a collection of woodlice is). These little chaps are mostly forgotten and hated, after all their only claim to fame is appearing in ‘All creatures great and small’ as baby armadillo. I hadn’t realised that, like hedgehogs, they curl themselves into ball when sensing danger. This explains their common names of pill bug and roly poly. I’m designating these my favourite isopods crustaceans – remember other isopod crustaceans are available.