Archive for May, 2003

Scotch Pies, you know that they don’t

Monday, May 26th, 2003

A whole world of edible surrealism. The classic Scotch pie is a sort of marginally edible UFO-like object about four inches across, made with a brutally simple pastry contrived by pouring boiling water over flour and beef dripping, and filled with minced mutton. The best, or usual, way of eating a Scotch pie is when […]

Limewash Ė You Know it Makes Sense

Monday, May 26th, 2003

Limewash! Itís the answer, itís the key. If the Society for the Protection of Ancient Buildings (founded by W. Morris) are to be believed, you can use it to consolidate your chimneys, sort out your walls, disinfect your kitchen, and for all I know, feed your children, Iíve heard limewash recommended in so many different […]

How many roads must a man walk down/Before you can call him a man?

Friday, May 16th, 2003

Road-mending with the Geordie Ambassador was never going to be an easy job, not least because three quarters of a mile of very bumpy farm track separates the house from the wider world. This has been an increasing cause of annoyance to the GA (and everyone else who comes to call) as he slaloms up […]

Cabbages and Substance Abuse

Sunday, May 11th, 2003

One other thing about the rough cats, they go in for substance abuse, as one might have predicted, in their case, nepeta cataria, better known as catnip. The variety we grow is called Six Hills Giant, but its chance of gianthood, or even viability, seems increasingly slender. The rough cats roll on it, and as […]

Orcadian True-Crime Knitting

Wednesday, May 7th, 2003

In Stromness, at the Pier Gallery and Arts Centre, which we visited at the weekend, there is a collection of seven little knitted houses, closely resembling tea cosies but in fact, as we discovered on closer inspection, representing the locations of famous 19th century murders. My favourite was number 64 Grand Parade, the home of […]