Cooking for one (Mark Three)

Brambling

Farway wrote: »

She never did own a TV, had to be rented "in case it went wrong"

Radio Rentals?

It took all of us nagging my mum to stop renting the TV and phone. When I was going through her paper work I found the original agreement in 1971 for Radio Rentals, my dad couldn't have approved because it was in her name which was unheard of with her brother and brother in law as guarantors. I think it was the millennium before she stopped :rotfl:

PasturesNew

Farway wrote: »

PN, not sure if you have room but I find bread keeps green free longer in the 'fridge. I prefer it out in the kitchen but I find with only a couple of slices a day the green creeps in

I bought that loaf about the 16th-18th or so, dated 22nd February. It's a L1dl 36p loaf.

I've found the fridge makes bread go off quicker. I just leave it out on the worktop - also, due to the stupid modern way kitchens are done, I get a lot of issues with "out of sight out of mind", because food isn't in one big cupboard and I have to go hunting all over for it, it's easily overlooked, so bread being hidden in the fridge wouldn't work for me.

caronc

Farway wrote: »

Caron, your dad sounds a bit like my mum, just wouldn't change suppliers, had to be with the same leccy board she'd grown up with
It took me years to get her to stop renting her handset phone from BT, despite being able to buy one for a tenner
She never did own a TV, had to be rented "in case it went wrong"

No doubt my kids despair at me sometimes

I pick my battles Farway;), anyhow tariff is changed and thankfully it's one of the one's MSE is recommending:). I did stand my ground and set him up with an online account and paperless bills. Now I'm having to help him with this stuff all he does is bring his bills over for me to check and file! If he any queries they were a faff as he had to speak to them to give permission for them to speak to me but hopefully more manageable now.
I suspect until my Dad got cable he probably rented his handset too:eek:

Brambling wrote: »

Radio Rentals?

Radio Rentals yep remember them well, we had a black & white TV until the 80s as my parents were convinced "upgrading" to a colour one would be much more expensive. When it finally died they discovered they could get a colour one and a VHS recorder for the same cost though the licence was dearer:eek::eek: but we went from being the last folk I knew with a black & white telly to one of the first of my friend's with a video recorder:rotfl:

PasturesNew wrote: »

I bought that loaf about the 16th-18th or so, dated 22nd February. It's a L1dl 36p loaf.

I've found the fridge makes bread go off quicker. I just leave it out on the worktop - also, due to the stupid modern way kitchens are done, I get a lot of issues with "out of sight out of mind", because food isn't in one big cupboard and I have to go hunting all over for it, it's easily overlooked, so bread being hidden in the fridge wouldn't work for me.

I'm not keen on bread that been in the fridge for more than a few hours I find it goes "funny"! I decant mine into a paper bag and find it lasts just fine, I can't think of the last time a slice went mouldy (probably last summer when it was so warm) before I had finished the loaf though after a few days it's better for toast than sandwiches.


Good evening everyone,

It's been cold here today and I ended up lighting the stove mid-afternoon, it's not to dip quite so low overnight tonight though.
Lunch was a cheese sandwich with veg sticks as I cba making anything else. I do think though the wonkiness might be slowly easing so fingers crossed I can start stepping the meds back down without triggering another flare up. It's a bit of a vicious cycle as the meds do help:) but come with their own side effects and also completely wipe me out but without them I can't function during a bout so no choice especially when you're CFO!
Corned beef stew just needs nuking and I might have an egg on top too:D.
I have a grocery order arriving tomorrow and I have ordered some round steak (sliced top rump). I usually use this for braised steak but fancy turning it into "raw beef ham" which means bashing it out until really thin and quickly flash fried in a very hot pan. Although not a usual steak cut, cooked this way it's very tasty. Butchers often sell it "spiced" where the bashed slices are seasoned with an all spice heavy mix of aromatic spices. Is this called something else south of the border or unique to Scotland? I like mine "spiced" or "unspiced" so I'll see if I cba making a seasoning mix tomorrow. Either way I plan to have it in a crusty roll with fried onions & mushrooms.:)

Brambling

My dad wouldn't have a telephone he didn't see the point when there was a phone box around the corner and he wrote letters :cool: in 1980/1 my sidlings and I paid the £70 to put the phone in and my mum nagged until he agreed there was a tin next to the phone for years to put money in to pay for a call :rotfl: I remember watching snooker on a black and white set, wasn't there the classic quote, for those watching in black and white the pink ball is behind the green

Last couple of nights I've woken up with the fidgets (not sure if that's a Dorset word) as my mum would call them aka restless legs, too hot under the duvet too cold outside. I've had to get out of bed and walk around the house, before having a drink and a wee, I also succeeded in p*ssing off his lordship with not giving him breakfast at 2am :cool: hopefully tonight I'll sleep through, this is punishment for being unsympathetic when my mum complained about them.

Rain arrived as forecast so no walking lunchtime, it makes for a long afternoon. Lunch was HM soup. Dinner was really cba LO stuffed mushroom and runner beans with 4 small spicy veggie koftas from the freezer and a small flat bread. The advantage of CFO you can throw together a real hodge podge and no one to pull a face

caronc

Brambling wrote: »

My dad wouldn't have a telephone he didn't see the point when there was a phone box around the corner and he wrote letters :cool: in 1980/1 my sidlings and I paid the £70 to put the phone in and my mum nagged until he agreed there was a tin next to the phone for years to put money in to pay for a call :rotfl: I remember watching snooker on a black and white set, wasn't there the classic quote, for those watching in black and white the pink ball is behind the green

Last couple of nights I've woken up with the fidgets (not sure if that's a Dorset word) as my mum would call them aka restless legs, too hot under the duvet too cold outside. I've had to get out of bed and walk around the house, before having a drink and a wee, I also succeeded in p*ssing off his lordship with not giving him breakfast at 2am :cool: hopefully tonight I'll sleep through, this is punishment for being unsympathetic when my mum complained about them.

Rain arrived as forecast so no walking lunchtime, it makes for a long afternoon. Lunch was HM soup. Dinner was really cba LO stuffed mushroom and runner beans with 4 small spicy veggie koftas from the freezer and a small flat bread. The advantage of CFO you can throw together a real hodge podge and no one to pull a face

When I was in my teens I had a boyfriend that lived outwith our STD code area, I had to give my parents £1 a week from my Saturday job pay to cover call costs and he still timed me:eek:. It felt like a lot of money;). My friend's Dad put a phone lock on their phone but she worked out you could tap the pins under the handset to bypass the lock - he couldn't understand why their bills were so high :rotfl::rotfl:.
When I was first married we didn't have a phone and couldn't afford to get one installed, but there was a phone box just nearby so used that instead and tbh it was fine, unimaginable now though. Same when I left home and lived in York and then London, phoned home once a week to let my folks know I was alive......

Brambling

caronc wrote: »

When I was in my teens I had a boyfriend that lived outwith our STD code area, I had to give my parents £1 a week from my Saturday job pay to cover call costs and he still timed me:eek:. It felt like a lot of money;). My friend's Dad put a phone lock on their phone but she worked out you could tap the pins under the handset to bypass the lock - he couldn't understand why their bills were so high :rotfl::rotfl:.
When I was first married we didn't have a phone and couldn't afford to get one installed, but there was a phone box just nearby so used that instead and tbh it was fine, unimaginable now though. Same when I left home and lived in York and then London, phoned home once a week to let my folks know I was alive......

With a much more reliable post I remember my dad writing letters to arrange to phone someone who was also using a phone box at a agreed day and time which could come adrift if someone else was using the phone :rotfl: those were the days

Farway

'morning all
Bit of a mixed night, not sure if it was the pork chop or too many misshape chocs, but my tum was playing up half the night, very bloated. Seems to be over now, not gone into volunteering, just in case I'm Typhoid Farway today

Breakfast was just one banana, easy stuff
Lunch last of the ham + salad in sarnie
Dinner,??????. Maybe one of my newly acquired stock of tom soup? With bread from fridge;)

Sun's out, I may just do a bit of pottering later

'phone boxes, those were the days, and if lucky us kids could find a penny or two in the tray where button B had not been pressed. Standard procedure with us kids when[STRIKE] prowling streets [/STRIKE]playing out, push every button B between collecting bus tickets, [London Transport] trying to find numbers totaling 21 , worth a fortune, like a four leaf clover:)

PasturesNew

Farway wrote: »

... trying to find numbers totaling 21 , worth a fortune, like a four leaf clover:)

Explain that bit.

PasturesNew

We were quite lucky with telly and phones. Dad made our tellies as he was "in the trade" so we had one in an oversized metal casing until well into the 1980s. We didn't have colour early though, we'd have had to have waited until dad could find enough spare bits and pieces at work to put one together.

For a phone, we never had one and don't recall my parents going to the phone box as they didn't know anybody who had a phone that they could call. However, in 1970 dad bought a house, about 5-6 miles away from where we used to live and about 3 miles outside the town in a village - and that house already had a phone connected. Mum "insisted" he kept it and said she'd pay for it, so the phone bill was always in her name... not that we had anybody to call still! About that time my much older sibling had left home and was 30 miles away, so I guess mum wanted her to be able to call home - and, I guess most phone calls would've been from my sibling to my mum in those early days. Dad, too, came from the CIsles, so the very occasional and short call was made to Jersey.

Later on, if you wanted to use the phone, you had to put two tuppences in the pot beside the phone and dad'd loiter by the room door while you made your quick call

Wednesday2000

Smoothie and then baked beans on toast.

I just had some dry crackers as a snack.:D

I'm going out to eat out about 7 pm so I don't want to eat anything big this afternoon. I might make soup?