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  1. Pies, pies and pies! (And bread)

    March 13, 2013 by rachy

    A while since my last post, though this isn’t the first one I’ve written. I have done several and not quite finished any so not published them. So that makes me only semi-rubbish.

    I don’t really have anything super interesting to report at the moment.

    Little Troll seems to be enjoying nursery and is coming on nicely, though it seems he doesn’t like to listen or do as he’s told, but then again what 3 year old/boy/child does?

    I’ve got some new toys on their way to my house at the mo! My birthday pressy from my parents and hubby troll, a Big Shot Die Cutter, I am VERY excited about it.

    Today I am going to show off some of my baking/cooking goodies. I seem to be getting rather good with pastry!

    This is my Gammon, Chicken and Leek pie. Made with smoked gammon, and it was utterly mouthgasmish.

    Brief recipe:

    Chop up a couple of gammon steaks and a couple of chicken breasts,

    Soften leeks and onion in a pan.

    Get a bowl put diced meat, leeks and onions plus some sausage meat and an egg.

    Season then stir it all together.

    Make up basic pastry (200g flour, 110g butter, splash of water, X2) then put it in the fridge to cool.

    When cooled roll out, line a greased tin with the pastry, fill with meaty goodness and put a pastry top on it.

    Pinch it to seal the top and give it an egg brush. Needs about 2hours cooking on about 180c degrees.

    Two lots of bread I made yesterday, just basic white bread recipe (500g strong flour, 300ml water, 2tblsp oil 7g yeast) and chopped into balls and put in a pie tin to cook instead of a bread tin. Rather satisfying, looks nice and makes good tear and share bread

    This is the same recipe as above but cooked in a bundt tin, looks nice but breaks easily because it doesn’t have the middle bit to hold it together. I intend to do this recipe again very soon but use slightly less oil and add crispy bacon bits into the dough. See how that works out!

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    The first picture here is my first attempt at Bara Brith. The outside was a little harder than I would have liked but it tasted amazing. The second picture is my most recent attempt and it was glorious. Moist, rich and not too hard on the outside, though the brown sugar in the mix give it a nice toffee-ish-ness to the outside.

    This is a link to the recipe I use,

    However you might like to add some nuts or different dried fruits, I suspect this would taste good with dried blueberries and cranberries. The fact that you have to soak the fruit in tea just sells this to me everytime!

    The other things I’ve made today are a Corned beef Pie and a Giant Chicken and Veg Pot Pie. Both have turned out quite well. Really pleased with the pastry, nice and crisp and just the right amount of crumble to it when you bite into it.

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    This is similar to the recipe I used for the Corned Beef pie, though I used Hendersons/Worchester Sauce instead of ketchup and a squirt of tomato puree.

     The Chicken pie is literally just:

    Onion, celery, carrot diced and fried till soft.Fry diced chicken breast till cooked then mix together, crumble a stock cube (veg or chicken) and pour a little boiling water on then mix, season and tip into a baking dish and put a pastry top on. Milk or egg wash then bake till golden, 30-45mins tops.

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    So that’s some of my recent cooking adventures. Am still loosing weight, more slowly now but that suits me fine. For St David’s day the kids dressed up for newpaper photos and Little Troll was in it, he is of course the only child not looking at the camera…. well done Little Troll.

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    Looking forward to visiting my parents and some friends in a few weeks up in Yorkshire. Had an appointment to discuss my next arm operation, which they have said will be 6 months, which as you can imagine I’m thrilled about! However the doctor did say he would put me down as Urgent, so it may be sooner, who knows?


    That’s me done for the night, nothing more to report at the mo.

    Take care all.


  2. Newness and changes.

    January 9, 2013 by rachy

    Happy New Year!


    I hope you all had a good festive period and that Santa brought you everything you wanted or deserved!

    I have been a bit rubbish these last few months. It’s not that  I didn’t/don’t want to Blog. It’s that I’m far too skitty for my own good, I get distracted very easily and then just don’t think to do it. So this post will be a bit of a catch up I think.

    So in the last few months there have been a few changes in my life, some big, some small, some bad, some good and some that have gone without much notice at all.

    I don’t really know where to start, I am terrible at remembering dates so can’t really put them in any order. I’ll start with some of the bigger ones first I s’pose.

    So Little Troll started going to playschool in October, that was a big change for me and him. He was going 3 mornings a week. It was a rocky start, there were lots of tears (mostly his) but in the end he loved it there and was very happy. Then they broke up for the Christmas holiday, which just happen to coincide with when he would be finishing there any way.

    Then there was Christmas, which we spent in Yorkshire this year and was lovely! Nice and relaxed and good fun! Saw lots of family and had a smashing time. Little Troll got spoilt. Goes without saying really I suppose, but he had a Christmas before we went to Yorkshire with my In-laws, then real Christmas day, then his birthday and then we came home and had 2 more present opening days. It was madness and our tiny house is bursting. Big Troll and myself also got spoilt. We were given some lovely gifts this year and some that really meant a lot to us, so thank you very much again to all who gave us things, we really appreciate them!

    We were lucky enough to see our Hull friends this Christmas too, which made us all so happy! Little Troll got to run around with his big *cousin* and I got to see my dear friends! That was marvellous!

    Next would be Little Troll’s third birthday. THIRD! 3! How did that happen! I swear the little bugger only just climbed out of me in his little smoking jacket and bubble pipe ensemble! (That’s a much nicer way of thinking of his birth which was a bit rotten!) So we had a Tea party at my Mama’s house with one of Little Troll’s cousins and aunts etc which was lovely.

    Turning three meant another thing though. He is officially School Nursery age. It doesn’t make sense! One minute he was a baby and the next he was a little person! Who’da thunk it?! So all togged up and ready to go was he on Tuesday morning,  Big Troll, Little Troll and myself walked to the school where he had, had a smashing “Taster Session” all rather jolly. He played in the play ground, he tried to race with 3 boys who were double his size and age (and could potentially have won had it not been for the wrist strap attaching little troll to big!) and then the time came to go into his nursery. Thinking how fer *firsts* his daddy really gets I thought it would be a good idea to let him do the de-coating, kiss and bye-bye sending him off on his merry way into his new classroom. I should not think, I should have got it in my skull by now that thinking is not my strong point (tea and bacon are my strong points!) This was a big mistake, luckily we had waited until there was only one child left to take him in, this little one was having parting issues too. Big Troll said bye to daddy and pointed him in the right direction and our came the tears and upset. So in the end it was a case of poor Big Troll escaping outside, me hanging his things up and then making a dash for it while the teacher (when LT leaves nursery we will pay for her medical bills!!) wrestled him and got him inside. Later she would tell us that as soon as he was inside, as I suspected he was fine.

    Today was day 2 of nursery. Today he stood in the play ground happily with me, he played with me. When the time came to go in, he took his coat off, took his water bottle and wandered into the classroom without a second glance. Poor mama troll didn’t even get a kiss! However I did get to come home, catch up on house work and relax for a bit with a cuppa!

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    Tonight we’re off to see The Hobbit with Dok and Big Troll. Am really looking forward to this! I think the last thing we went to see was the Avengers. Little Troll is being packed off to his Nanny’s house and we shall have a couple of hours without him but together! Mad crazy talk eh?

    Nothing much more to report at the moment. Am about to go and sort out my wayward son who is refusing to have a nap and is singing a version of Baa Baa Black Sheep with Dinosaurs and robots in.

    Take care and thanks for reading!

  3. Oh what a week!

    August 19, 2012 by rachy

    Down in Troll Valley we’ve had an eventful old week! 

    Monday saw me going swimming with Red and our respective off spring. The tots loved the pool and would have happily stayed there a lot longer I’m sure! However as with all things, water time ended and off we went to get changed.
    Before getting into the pool I dropped my trousers into a puddle, so it only seemed right that when we were collecting our things to get dressed afterwards that I drop Little Troll’s trousers in the same one. Then whilst standing stock still in the cubicle, Little Troll slips falling flat on his back, he has a talent for the oddest and least expected accidents! So he hits his head on the floor with a decent clunk and is inconsolable for at least three minutes until I give him my towel, some juice and a snack. Leaving me with a baby towel to get dried with, I don’t think I thought that through if I’m honest. However he happily sat sniffing, sipping and scoffing while I get dressed as quickly as possible, then sort him out and off we go.

     I had this amazing idea that if I didn’t take his pushchair with us he would get super tired out and have a nap in the afternoon when we finally got home. Oh what a fool I am! Simple logic does not work with my son. He wasn’t tired one bit, in fact he was so awake that on the walk back home before heading to town (for we both needed fresh trousers) he wanted to stop and look at everything, twigs, bushes, rubbish, if it was on our way he stopped to look at or poke it. Following behind Red and Princess a fair distance away they head to their house and us to ours. En route home Little Troll falls over not once or twice which I feel would be acceptable for a toddler, but six times! Six times! How is that possible? It’s only a few minutes walk from Red’s house to ours and he manages to fall over that many times! And on fall number five he falls flat on a pile of dog poop, straight in the middle of his chest. He is a manky child at times with hidden talents in mess making! So instead of heading to town with the ladies, Little Troll and I head straight to the bathroom for an emergency bath cancelling all other plans. 

    Bare in mind this is only halfway through Monday, all this fun and it’s only about 2pm! So Little Troll and I sit down to some cheese sandwiches. That can’t possibly go wrong can it? Wrong! Little Troll decides in his infinite wisdom/childish curiosity that instead of eating said sandwich he should shove it up his nose! Not just a little bit, and not just a little way into his nose, but right the way back up to the back of the cavity. I remove all that I can, call the doctors who tell me they can’t help and that Little Troll and I have to go to hospital to have it removed. So off we go to the hospital, sit waiting for a couple of hours and when we’re seen he lays back and has the cheese and bread removed and we’re sent on our way. Wasn’t that exciting boys and girls? I know I found it utterly thrilling. It took several strong cups of tea to recover from that one!

    Tuesday on wards the week passes by without much more excitement. We see friends, we potter about, the usual. (Though Thursday night was spent in the company of Dotty and Red with chocolate fondue and Champagne, which was rather nice!) Saturday comes around and we’re off out to Big Troll’s work family do. They’ve got so many things set up for the adults and the children, the food is wonderful and the bar is free! Little Troll was in his element! He was running about like a loon! On the bouncy castle, in the disco area, on the bouncy assault course designed for much older children. He was super happy and was his usual ‘energetic’ self. Every now and then he would make a dash for it out of the main room the event was held in and would try and hide from us, each time we would catch him and bring him back. (Though at once point with much apologies to some people setting up for a dance or fashion show as he ran into their room and up onto their brand new cat walk. 

    It’s on one of these many escape attempts that he takes a stick used for spinning plates on, throws it out of the door way and laughs. I put him back in the room, turn and pick up the stick and put it back in the room to discover he’s gone. Big Troll hasn’t got him, he’s not in the room. He’s not in the bar room he threw the stick into. He isn’t there. I have never gone from one emotion to another so fast in my life. So Big Troll and I start looking for him, a couple of his work mates ask what’s wrong and as soon as I tell them they join in the hunt. The problem with being in a place with lots of luxury things is that they have snazzy gadgets and things, such as automatic escalators and automatic lifts. So as you approach them and they start going or the doors open. By this point we’ve all split up to look for him, I head down an escalator, so many awful things running through my head, into a giant, dark room, no sign of him, no reply when I shout him, nothing. I head back up the escalator as fast as I can, pop my head outside and start looking there, nothing again. Head back inside and start looking in there, when some one says they’ve seen him. Big Troll moves like the wind up the escalator to a lady who is walking Little Troll back toward us looking very mischievous and chuffed with himself if a little sheepish. He had gone up the escalator, into another party room then on to the lifts. One push of a button and he would have gone goodness knows where. It’s at that point we put his wrist strap on him and don’t let him out of our sight for a nano-second for the rest of the event. I am so thankful to the people who helped us look for him, the ladies who found him, and the free bar for making it all OK afterwards! How I didn’t sob when he was back with us is beyond me, because even thinking about it now makes me want to cry with all the “What ifs” in my mind. Any way! He was found and safe and wanting to play some more, it all having been a big game to him. 

    He doesn’t ever do things by halfs eh? Today is Sunday, a day where Little Troll has been bathed and fed, has played and read and driven us happily up the wall. A day where Big Troll has gamed and played with us, A day where I have made Casolet, Pavlova and Pancakes, as well as being a day where we went to my Troll-in-Laws and spent a few hours there with Little Troll running about making us all laugh and thoroughly enjoying himself. We have come home and eaten and put him to bed. How pleased am I that today has been uneventful? Very! Tonight Big Troll and I have watched Rise of the Planet of the Apes (the new one) and Murder by Death while he games (World of Tanks) and I have completed a few more cards. It has been thoroughly relaxing and I’m glad of it! 

    Who knows what drama and excitment this next week will bring? We intend to go swimming and to a birthday party this week, but that’s as big as our plans get. I have been posting this link on my facebook and twitter because I can’t help but find it funny. Worse still I find it funnier each time I see it. So I hope that you will enjoy it too.