Tuesday, 27 December 2011

Post Christmas

Two m inor crises over the festive season. Dominic's hot water tank sprang a small leak - plumber coming today, so that has been resolved. My Aga, after cooking the turkey well, decided it needed a rest and went onto slow for the whole day. As I had nine people for lunch and seven for an evening buffet it was rather inconvenient - still we managed and today things are back to normal. One good thing, as far as the household cook is concerned, is that there are usually so many bits and pieces left to eat up that no cooking is needed for a day or two after Christmas. One things is for sure - I do not wish to see any turkey for a while.

Not much to write about today but I'll leave you with an amusing little story that my friend G has just told me on the telephone. A friend of hers, along with her family, decided to take the ashes of their beloved dog and scatter them in the Lake District. They are keen walkers and the dog loved that area. They set off up the fells and it was very windy - so windy that they did not go to the top. On the way down they met a lone man striding out towards the top of the fells and G's friend say Good morning and told him to be careful as it was very windy up there. It was only after they had passed that her husband said, "You do realise that you have just told Chris Bonnington to be careful up there!"

21 comments:

Rachel Fox said...

Great story!
x

mumasu said...

Loved this story and read it to my 17 year old son, who said "who's Chris Bonnington?", still earlier he told me who Hollie Valance was so we're even now I suppose.

Elizabeth said...

Chris Bonnington was a great hero of my youth.
For some reason mountaineers were very important in the 60's.
Several came to give talks at our school.One died almost immediately afterwards. Very shocking.

Devilled turkey legs anyone?

Elizabeth said...

Wilfred Noyce.
Just looked him up....

Tom Stephenson said...

Ha ha! I love mistaken identity stories like that!

Heather said...

Love the story - I'm sure Chris Bonnington appreciated your friend's concern!
Glad the domestic crises were not too dreadful.
Enjoy your leftovers!!

George said...

Great stories, Pat! It seems that you have a lovely Christmas, all things considered. And I'm with you on this one—no more turkey for the foreseeable future.

steven said...

ha! what are the chances anyone would meet chris bonington? i hope the aga picks up the pace - i bet your works not done yet!!!!!! a belated happy christmas weaver. steven

the cuby poet said...

Loved the anecdote. Chris B. what a great guy.

mrsnesbitt said...

Loved it!
Happy New Year Pat xxx

MorningAJ said...

Aren't AGAs supposed to cook slowly? I've never used one so I have no idea.....

Love the Chris Bonnington story.

Dartford Warbler said...

Chris Bonnington gave a talk at my school too, way back in the late 1960s. An inspiration. I`m sure he would have appreciated your friend`s concern and I hope he didn`t get dust in his eyes!

Toffeeapple said...

What a good story. I was thinking the same as Dartford Warbler...

You came through Christmas unscathed then, well done. I'm not fed up with anything since OH bought a chicken and apart from having some again last night, that is the end of it. (Unless I can grab the carcass..)

thousandflower said...

I have to admit that since I only get turkey twice a year (Thanksgiving and Christmas) that I am quite happy to eat it as long as it lasts. We didn't cook dinner this year but went to family so I had to beg some leftovers to take home.

MarmaladeRose said...

Love that. You made me chuckle. All the best for the New Year Weaver. x

Lisa said...

Funny story! Happy New Year!

Titus said...

Lovely story! We are big fans of climbers in this house. Craig got 'An Unacceptable Risk' - the history of British Mountaineering - for Christmas.

I also love the couple of days after the big dinner - so many great leftovers. I'm very fond of cold sausagemeat stuffing.

Eryl said...

Great story!

The only time I've ever used an Aga was in a holiday cottage one Christmas when I tried to roast a goose, but it never seemed to get above fag end temperature and the goose merely sweated. Luckily my sister was in the cottage next door and hers had an ordinary oven so crisis averted.

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rkbsnana said...

Love the story. My MIL had oven problems Thanksgiving, thought she had it licked, but gave out again Christmas. Yep, was inconvenient. (Of course she does not have an Aga)

The Weaver of Grass said...

Glad you enjoyed the story. I wonder if Chris Bonnington himself chuckled over it. Thank you for your comments,