Iím making use of the kitchen tonight with a celebration/commiseration meal. Itís celebration because weíve now got our stuff from Pickfords. There are plates and cutlery and all sorts of stuff. Cool! Celebration too because weíve again made good progress in the house and there are remarkably few boxes with stuff in. All those trips to the dump before leaving Sandhurst have paid off for us now.
There will be NO unopened boxes here by this time next month, Iím determined!
There is another reason for celebration in as much as Iíve now met my next-door neighbour, who seems extremely nice and very friendly. I popped to the local shop and there she was Ė she knew who I was but Iíd not seen her before. Iíve never in my life felt part of a community until I came to Cornwall. I so want this to be MY community. Itís starting to feel as though it might be Ė I bumped into one of my neighbours from the cottage in town and had a long chat with him about all sorts of stuff. I doubt that I ever bumped into anyone I knew in Tesco in Sandhurst.
Weíre just getting ourselves sorted out and now I have to go. Itís heart-breaking but I have to cross the Tamar tomorrow to go up-country to work. I have a sneaking feeling that itís going to be a very difficult week too. We have a two-day board meeting Thursday/Friday and Iíve already been told itís going to be a tough one.
So, tonight Iím making dragon pie for supper Ė a good, hearty meal that will leave a generous portion for DMs supper tomorrow night so heís only got to fend for himself once. Itís not that heís not capable, itís that heís not interested enough to sort out a proper meal for himself. There are times when Iím away that he lives on ketchup and bread. (I donít know how heíll feel about me revealing that little secret.)
This dish has garlic in it and I looked at the fat cloves, their strange hair-dos and decided to photograph them before cutting them up. The background is the brass pan from my scales Ė I couldnít bring myself to have the lovely Ďtiles on a rollí for my backdrop!
Last year, I was already away from home and feeling miserable.