Wednesday, 17 September 2014

Happy Day 34: Meeting Old Frieds and New Babies

#100HappyDays Day 34:We met up with a friend Mum knew from school and she threatened to adopt me.

Tuesday, 16 September 2014

Happy Day 33: Family Time

#100HappyDays Day 33: I've kept missing my dad but we finally managed to have a lovely catch up last night - thank goodness for Skype! I'm off with my mum for a few days so it's family day all round.

Obviously this is not a pic of me Skyping my dad, but it is my dad and my step-mum on the beach so I reckon it counts.... I could have taken a screenshot I guess, but that would need me to be much more technologically competent than I am - something to aim for maybe. Apart from anything, this is a much more exciting pic, so you know, all's well that ends well.

Monday, 15 September 2014

Happy Day 32: A Bit of Inspiration

#100HappyDays Day 32: My Grandma donated her body to science, so when she died a year ago they took the body away. They have finally released the remains so Mum and I are going back to be there for the burial. We'll have a memorial service in December which will be more like a proper funeral, so this is just burying her, but I wanted to be there all the same. Her death has shaken me, it's brought to light a lot of beauty and a lot of the muck and mud in my mind too. Some days I feel so disconnected from everything, but then the universe throws me something to hold on to and I realise that I am protected after all.

'The clouds must weep before the
meadow smiles'

'Teach yourself not to be afraid'

Sunday, 14 September 2014

Happy Day 31: Sunday Strolling

#100HappyDays Day 31: Miss T and a friend and I went for a stroll for a couple of hours through the public gardens, along by the river and out through the orchards and back round again. We brought tupperware with us and collected more blackberries, picked some apples and even a stray pear.

We encountered quite a few dogs, quite a few cyclists, and made friends with some horses - I think the apples may have helped that along a bit. (They actually trotted along side us all the way to the fields edge as we walked down the path).

It looked like rain so we decided to head home and make blackberry and apple crumble with custard.

Fruit Crumble

1kg fruit (we used apples and blackberries)
100 - 200g sugar (if you think the fruit needs it)

200g flour
100g butter or marg
100g sugar

- Put the oven on at 200 C.
- Peel and wash the fruit and mix with the sugar. You can heat it up for about 10 - 15 mins in a pan if you want to speed up cooking time, or you can just put it in an oven dish as is. If there is a lot of liquid from the fruit you may want to drain off some of it. 
- Meanwhile, rub the flour and the butter together between your fingers until they are completely mixed together and look like bread crumbs, then mix in 100g of sugar. Cover the fruit with the crumble topping so that it covers the whole surface area of the dish.
- Put in the oven for 15 - 20 mins if you have already cooked up the fruit, about 50 - 60 mins if you haven't. Make sure it's piping hot before serving. We dished it up with custard, but I reckon cream would be just as good.

For me, wanting crumble means that autumn is on it's way - soon the nights will be drawing in, there will be a chill in the air and we'll be in woolly tights, scarves and berets, jumping in piles of fallen leaves.

Saturday, 13 September 2014

Happy Day 30: Father and Son

#100HappyDays Day 30: I was hanging out in a cafe and I noticed a father and son skateboarding and messing about outside. I watched them for a while, they were having so much fun. They came in to get coffee and sat on the sofa and had a snuggle, it was so heartwarming that I had to get a snap of them. Later on I noticed quite a few fathers out with their sons displaying a lot of affection - one boy ran up to his dad in the supermarket and threw his arms around him and they had a cuddle while discussing what to have for dinner, another dad was happily chatting away to his four year old while shopping. Truly delightful.