Monday, 28 June 2010

What a lovely way to burn


Now this is what I call summer in England! 30C / 86F today and counting... The past few days I've been relishing this lovely hot hot sun and almost-baking air...and then at nighttime the problem arises. I've got the skylight open full but my bedroom windows (we have no screens on windows here) have to be nearly closed or my cats take the opportunity to go out hunting and bring every half-alive night creature into my bed. So it gets very stuffy very quickly. Last night after I turned off the light I watched a golden-coloured full moon rise and I had these thoughts in mind as I was falling asleep--

I wonder is there a giant spider crawling through the window now...

it's really hot in here

How many times is too many times to listen to Cosmic Love?

maybe I should sleep outside

I wonder is the giant spider already in my bed?

wow it's hot in here


I should mention I had an encounter with one of those dog-size spiders very recently and I'm still freaking out about it! My cats are even scared of them. OH LORD! I just Googled 'Giant House Spider' and it's terrifying. They really do exist here (I'm saying this to any American friend I have reading this who may doubt me). I have had to battle with them many times. I will not put a photo on this blog or I will never check my blog again, but I will put the website where you can see them. Giant House Spider
And the worst thing is that it says "Often found near window openings." Maybe I'll just roast in the heat at night rather than risk leaving my windows open. Why oh why don't we have screens? It's not as if insects don't exist in the UK...

All of it is worth the heat though; it's so nice to actually be warm once or twice a year.

Saturday, 19 June 2010

Catlove


I have spent the day, as I do quite often, thinking about cats. First thing I was aware of this morning, like most mornings, was a tap, tap, taptap, taptaptap on my chest until I was awake enough to realise it was one of my cats (and I know it's crazy but I can tell by the type of tap, without even looking, which cat is doing the offense) trying to wake me to say I love you, or really, feed me RIGHT NOW or I will claw you to shreds.

So after our morning cuddle, (and really, two fur balls in the bed, hot and purring with ecstasy, really is better than almost anything else) I did get up and feed them, and so began the day. Every day begins in one of three ways:

1). tap, tap, taptap...etc and I slowly wake and luxuriously turn off the alarm that hasn't even beeped yet, and I roll over and give the cats a snuggle then I stretch and get up and wander downstairs and feed them... or

2). tap, tap, taptap...etc and I slowly wake and realise OH Moses, I'm late! Run downstairs as they race behind me and nearly trip me on the stairs...and then I feed them... or

3). tap, tap, taptap, taptaptap, TAPTAP, CLAWS POKING ME IN THE FACE until I'm ready to skin them alive... and I roll over and hide under the covers until they attack my feet instead (repeat this for several minutes) and then I get up and go downstairs, cursing and blaming the pair for my restless night...and then I feed them.

And today I had the luck to see my friend's new kittens (not that she gave birth to them herself). They were so tiny. They were so cuddly. They were so so so cute. They were actually exactly as cute as my two, just smaller. And all I could think watching the kittens is how little difference there is between a 6 day old kitten and a 6 year old cat. Not much. Except perhaps the kitten takes up less space and the claws are a little less vicious when tapping in the morning, though these were too young yet to do much but meeew and look sweet.

I've got two bundles of cat-love here waiting for me to go to bed so they can smother me with fur and wet noses until I fall asleep exhausted from another day of loving my cats.

Tuesday, 8 June 2010

Imagination, Life is your creation

And the radishes are ready, the first of all my vegetables to be transcending to my table and soon into my stomach! Tonight for dinner I will be trying the following recipe from a lovely cookbook by Abel & Cole (I especially love how they do measurements)


Jersey Royal and Radish Salad

Serves 4-6

2 big handfuls of Jersey Royal Potatoes [or any other succulent small potato]

1 mug of radishes, topped, tailed and quartered

1 mug pitted olives

1 block feta cheese, crumbled

2 tbsp capers [optional! I don't like them so leave them out]

The dressing:

2 glugs olive oil

1 glug balsamic vinegar

handful of fresh basil, torn


Give the potatoes a quick wash (no need to peel), then boil them in a big pot of water for about 20 minutes or until tender when poked with a fork. Drain and set aside to cool.

Meanwhile, add remaining ingredients to a large bowl. When the potatoes are cool enough to handle, cut into chunks and add them to the bowl. Whisk together the dressing, toss through the salad and top with basil.

Viola! Maybe I'll have this for lunch instead of dinner...