I don't know what possessed me to do this (actually I do, it was laziness), but I left the house wearing an old pair of three-quarter-length tracky bottoms with holes in the knees, my bubble gum-pink bed socks with silver hearts on the sides (a present from BB's aunt - great for slobbing around the house but should never be worn out in public) and my old paint-spattered gardening shoes with the unstuck right sole. I figured I would park right outside the boulangerie, approach the counter where nothing below my waist would be visible, buy the bread and dash back to the car without anyone spotting me.
Only, when I parked outside the shop, I clipped the kerb and watched in dismay as the back tyre deflated like a balloon.
When I couldn't get the wheel off I had to walk down the high street, loose sole slapping the pavement beneath dayglo sock like someone needing care in the community, and into the busy bar to call BB. Oh, the embarrassment. And BB wasn't exactly thrilled at being dragged out of bed (his death bed by this time) either.
"Always be prepared", as they say in the Girl Guides.
Ingredients
Serves 4
8 oz/225 g peeled sweet chestnuts
1 medium onion, chopped
1 medium carrot, chopped
1 stick celery, chopped
2 medium potatoes, chopped
2 pints/1.2 l ham bone stock
salt and freshly ground pepper
1 tsp finely chopped fresh rosemary to serve
Place all the ingredients in a large saucepan, bring up to simmering point, then put a lid on and simmer very gently for 45 minutes. Transfer to a blender and purée until smooth. Serve with the chopped rosemary.
♫ Cook along to: Glen Miller & His Orchestra The Chestnut Tree
3 comments:
I wish I had been a witness to that spectacle! Think I would have wet myself!
Love love love this story!
merci
Anonymous - Then we both would have looked like care in the community candidates!
ParisBreakfasts - Thanks. The things a girl has to do for a good blog story!!
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