I remember that time Prue, looking back it was such a harrowing and worrying time! Annie as you know I loved. Poor dog too,people like that family should not be allowed have have a dog.
I love that you're like me in as much as when I'm upset and stressed I keep myself busy. Xxx much love xx
Hallo Libby - isn't it funny how keeping busy deflays stress? Cleaning the house is good too, if there's no cakes to make!!!
It will be interesting to see which way the Dangerous Dog charge goes. I suspect nowhere, and not because of the efforts of the Council - they will do their best. We will just have to be hyper-vigilant when those folk are here. Thankfully they only come for the occasional weekends (and school holidays). The rest of the time, the district is safe.
As for writing about Passage again, it was just seeing that rock go. I hadn't realised just how BIG and immovable it was (except by earthmover!). Love and best...
I'd bake if I could get too stuff, house downstairs upside down in a few rooms as work goes on, I've also lost 2/3rds of my airing cupboard so what came out most definately won't go back in... in fairness it did have to much in, but thats not the point.... So I'm going to have a lot of "painting & packing bedding.
I've also lost a cupboard in my back pantry, but the old boiler has moved from the utility so have a bit more space there. Its a bit of a pain but I'm sure once we are straight again then perhaps it will be worth it . We can then have a break and decide in what order to redecorate, and will have another clear out then... but feeling more bah humbug today and its raining so can't even weed
A former farmer (though not of sheep) I could picture the whole, horrifying scene. There is a similarly moving one, more like what emerged in Passage, in Kingsolver’s Prodigal Summer. We hold our breath collectively and wade through the sorrow together. I’m so glad he was able to heal. Nice piece, Prue. Now I want chocolate cake.
Oof, your poor husband! That had to hurt for a long while. In spite of that, I loved this piece and now want to read your book. As you know, I'm in the midst of that awful grieving process right now, so I approach reading about grieving tentatively, ever ready to bail. Still, I think I'm ready to give it a try.
That cake looks amazing. Any chance you'll print the recipe? ❤️️
I fully understand the freedom to bail out, Ramona and am touched you even thought you might give it a go under the circumstances.
As for the choccy cake - it's a bit random as it's based on an old recipe of my Aunty Bet's and I've just added to it as time goes by:
All into a mix-dish together.
115 grams melted butter,
125 grams creamy ricotta
1/2 cup+ of cow's milk which you can add to if you think the mix needs to a be more sloppy.
slurp of vanilla
1 and 1/2 cups of Self Raising Flour
1 very heaped tablespoon of cocoa
3 eggs
3/4 cup of sugar (I use raw sugar)
Beat altogether until mixed. Don't overbeat.
Place in a papered and greased tin of choice and bake at 180 fan-forced for 30 minutes. Check with skewer, and if still wet, just keep giving it 2-5 minutes at a time until the skewer is practically clean. I like my plain cakes to be on the moist heavy side which is why I like to pull them out before the skewer is completely clean.
Pull out of oven and leave in tin for 15 minutes.
Turn out.
Cool.
Decorate with good homemade chocolate icing. Not sure if they call it frosting in the USA. We always call it icing.
WOW I felt like I was riding along to the hospital with your husband here (stressed!) and then the awful thing about your Terrier being attacked (this is something else we also have in common as my 'Stanley' has been dog reactive (fear based) till very, very recently and having an encounter of the "Off-Lead" kind, is one of my top ten terrors!!) Such a lot to be going on with - thank goodness for cake and yours looks delish. And then as I read further, a lovely shout-out to my blog! So touched, I am - thank you Prue SO much, you have made my week. I am so happy that we have connected in this way xo
Hi! I'm so glad you've commented (long email to follow).
I think terriers are very reactive dogs - hard-wired. But my fellow has had a really hard time of just being an innocent bystander. Sadly it's now come to the point where I am quite nervous as well when other dogs are around, and I suspect the fear can be felt through the leash. I now wear a pouch with treats, phone and a purse pack of hairspray as protection (we aren't allowed pepper, mace or bear spray in Australia. Considered illegal weapons.)
Anyway, as I said on Facebook, he is 11 - perhaps 3 or 4 years more left to him and it will be time spent giving him (and therefore me) the best times on deserted beaches and backroads. As long as his life revolves around beaches, tennis and food, he is quite content. He's also our little pothead. On CBD Oil!
Your blog is perfection and I do think you should come to Substack. You have so much to offer. XXXX
I remember that time Prue, looking back it was such a harrowing and worrying time! Annie as you know I loved. Poor dog too,people like that family should not be allowed have have a dog.
I love that you're like me in as much as when I'm upset and stressed I keep myself busy. Xxx much love xx
Hallo Libby - isn't it funny how keeping busy deflays stress? Cleaning the house is good too, if there's no cakes to make!!!
It will be interesting to see which way the Dangerous Dog charge goes. I suspect nowhere, and not because of the efforts of the Council - they will do their best. We will just have to be hyper-vigilant when those folk are here. Thankfully they only come for the occasional weekends (and school holidays). The rest of the time, the district is safe.
As for writing about Passage again, it was just seeing that rock go. I hadn't realised just how BIG and immovable it was (except by earthmover!). Love and best...
I'd bake if I could get too stuff, house downstairs upside down in a few rooms as work goes on, I've also lost 2/3rds of my airing cupboard so what came out most definately won't go back in... in fairness it did have to much in, but thats not the point.... So I'm going to have a lot of "painting & packing bedding.
I've also lost a cupboard in my back pantry, but the old boiler has moved from the utility so have a bit more space there. Its a bit of a pain but I'm sure once we are straight again then perhaps it will be worth it . We can then have a break and decide in what order to redecorate, and will have another clear out then... but feeling more bah humbug today and its raining so can't even weed
Such is life
A HUGE undertaking!
Daunting, I think.
A former farmer (though not of sheep) I could picture the whole, horrifying scene. There is a similarly moving one, more like what emerged in Passage, in Kingsolver’s Prodigal Summer. We hold our breath collectively and wade through the sorrow together. I’m so glad he was able to heal. Nice piece, Prue. Now I want chocolate cake.
Oof, your poor husband! That had to hurt for a long while. In spite of that, I loved this piece and now want to read your book. As you know, I'm in the midst of that awful grieving process right now, so I approach reading about grieving tentatively, ever ready to bail. Still, I think I'm ready to give it a try.
That cake looks amazing. Any chance you'll print the recipe? ❤️️
I fully understand the freedom to bail out, Ramona and am touched you even thought you might give it a go under the circumstances.
As for the choccy cake - it's a bit random as it's based on an old recipe of my Aunty Bet's and I've just added to it as time goes by:
All into a mix-dish together.
115 grams melted butter,
125 grams creamy ricotta
1/2 cup+ of cow's milk which you can add to if you think the mix needs to a be more sloppy.
slurp of vanilla
1 and 1/2 cups of Self Raising Flour
1 very heaped tablespoon of cocoa
3 eggs
3/4 cup of sugar (I use raw sugar)
Beat altogether until mixed. Don't overbeat.
Place in a papered and greased tin of choice and bake at 180 fan-forced for 30 minutes. Check with skewer, and if still wet, just keep giving it 2-5 minutes at a time until the skewer is practically clean. I like my plain cakes to be on the moist heavy side which is why I like to pull them out before the skewer is completely clean.
Pull out of oven and leave in tin for 15 minutes.
Turn out.
Cool.
Decorate with good homemade chocolate icing. Not sure if they call it frosting in the USA. We always call it icing.
WOW I felt like I was riding along to the hospital with your husband here (stressed!) and then the awful thing about your Terrier being attacked (this is something else we also have in common as my 'Stanley' has been dog reactive (fear based) till very, very recently and having an encounter of the "Off-Lead" kind, is one of my top ten terrors!!) Such a lot to be going on with - thank goodness for cake and yours looks delish. And then as I read further, a lovely shout-out to my blog! So touched, I am - thank you Prue SO much, you have made my week. I am so happy that we have connected in this way xo
Hi! I'm so glad you've commented (long email to follow).
I think terriers are very reactive dogs - hard-wired. But my fellow has had a really hard time of just being an innocent bystander. Sadly it's now come to the point where I am quite nervous as well when other dogs are around, and I suspect the fear can be felt through the leash. I now wear a pouch with treats, phone and a purse pack of hairspray as protection (we aren't allowed pepper, mace or bear spray in Australia. Considered illegal weapons.)
Anyway, as I said on Facebook, he is 11 - perhaps 3 or 4 years more left to him and it will be time spent giving him (and therefore me) the best times on deserted beaches and backroads. As long as his life revolves around beaches, tennis and food, he is quite content. He's also our little pothead. On CBD Oil!
Your blog is perfection and I do think you should come to Substack. You have so much to offer. XXXX