CORONAVIRUS AND ME – SNGO – STILL NOT GOING OUT

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

CORONA VIRUS AND ME – 2 April 2020

Did you see what I did there?  I have changed my blog header to Corona Virus rather than Covid-19.  WordPress mainly has readers from the USA and I don’t want them to feel left out. Hello America!

What’s more, you thought my “About Me” was all you were going to get from me today. But it isn’t.  Hope that’s a nice surprise.

We are all bloggers now

I know so many people who have taken up blogging now (you know who you are).  One of my favourite blogs is from my friend Mel’s grandson, Sam, who is eleven years old. He writes about his baby sister, his cat and being bored. All in a very entertaining way.

He writes, ” … close to 60 visits so please can you tell one of your your friends to at least have a quick skim of one of my blogs because I am aiming for 100 in 2 weeks.” 

It’s called CORONAVIRUS FROM AN 11 YEAR OLD – suggest you check it out at http://www.stuckindoors.net

OH (other half) and I have decided that all the TV cookery programmes are missing a trick.  We all know that the supermarket shelves are emptying of most things edible – in addition to toilet rolls which, correct me if I’m wrong, are not edible.  This is because the great British public, in general, don’t know how to cook.  They watch the cookery programmes, yes. They have the state-of-the-art kitchens, yes.  But do they cook? No!

Why not video some our best known chefs in their own kitchens (Rick Stein, Prue Leith, Mary Berry – you get the idea)  and have them suggest meals people can cook easily, cheaply and with minimum effort?  They could give tips and demonstrate some basic meals. It would be helpful if they could also recommend the basics of a useful store cupboard. For me, a bag of red lentils goes a very long way.  Lentil soup, lentil bolognaise, lentil lasagne – to name but a few.  Dried mustard is also a basic staple. Adds a real tang to cheese sauce and to gravy.  Welsh Rarebit without mustard would be rubbish rather than rarebit (whatever rarebit means).  If you get tired of this blog, I would be more than happy to post up a few recipes. Seriously. Just let me know.

I’ve already mentioned our beloved bread machine.  It is such a joy to come down in the morning to the smell of fresh baking.  People trying to sell their homes used to be told to bake a cake or some bread so prospective purchasers would get a whiff of it as they walked into the house.  It works! Or, at least, it once worked for us when we were trying to sell our home.  Now, of course, nobody can buy, rent or sell. It was bad enough during the Brexit years but now AC (after Corona) who knows?  Bring back Brexit! I would rather have three years of Brexit (which of course we did have folks) than one week of Covid-19.

On that happy note, I will leave you with the yummy wholemeal and rosemary loaf I baked yesterday. Or I would leave you with it but I regret to say, it’s all gone!

Thanks for reading thus far. See you tomorrow!

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