Pass the bucket Well here it is again. Valentine’s Day. The day on which Clinton Cards can justify its existence and young hopefuls shower their prospective squeezes with sentiments so far outside ...
A little while ago I promised regular reader Owl Wood a vegan recipe after he pointed out that my emergency cheesecake would have been delicious to him, had it not contained all of its ingredients ex...
Modern Love - by John Keats (1795-1821) And what is love? It is a doll dress’d up For idleness to cosset, nurse and dandle; A thing of soft misnomers, so divine That silly youth doth think to make i...
This is an old fashioned shift, not my actual nightie. Sadly In the ‘olden days’ the shift was an underwear basic for both men and women. It was straight cut, generally knee length, with elbow length...
I always have half a dozen bath mats on the go at any one time. I buy them in bright colours, cheaply from large stores or charity shops, or re-deploy ones from the bathroom that have become a littl...
My state of the art fat screen tv ... only joking of course. I do have a modern fat screen but it used to have a beautiful picture I’m sorry to go on about this again, but is anyone else out there ha...
Summer and Winter – by P B Shelley (1792-1822) It was a bright and cheerful afternoon, Towards the end of the sunny month of June, When the north wind congregates in crowds The floating mountains of ...
On Saturday I took the train down to London to see this exhibition at The British Library. I can’t remember the last time I went on a train and it was such a pleasure to travel somewhere and not hav...
Im afraid that The Wartime Housewife has indeed sustained a technical fault. My pc is even now scanning itself in a show of such staggeringly self-obsessed introspection that it is going to take at ...
I use timer switches extensively in my house. You can buy a pack of three mechanical timers for £9.99 or three electronic timers for £14.99 in Argos or similar stores. I like the mechanical ones wh...
Ode to a Nightingale (extract) – by John Keats (1795-1821) My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute...
I had completely forgotten this poem and came across it quite by accident as I was flicking through a lovely anthology my mother gave me. I was immediately transported back to the classroom, idly lo...
…or Tarte au Saumon if you prefer. I’m a big fan of the tart, not only because they’re so light and tasty but also because they are a great way of combining leftovers or stray items from your ...
I have just finished getting my accounts up to date so that it’s not such a ghastly cope at the end of the financial year. My accounts are pretty simple; I have no offshore investments, no racehorse...
Is this better? The Unexplorer – by Edna St Vincent Millay (1892-1950) There was a road ran past our house Too lovely to explore. I asked my mother once – she said That if you followed wh...
At the request of Penny B, here is the recipe for cheesy potatoes as featured in the last post about Pork Chops with Mustard. I never peel potatoes if I can possibly avoid it, in order to wrestle eve...
This is quite a versatile dish as it can be changed from pork to lamb chops with just a little tweak of the herbs from sage to rosemary. You can also serve the sauce with or without the addition of ...
I was very sad to read in the paper about the chef Antony Worrall Thompson’s recent arrest for shoplifting. I am not a particular fan of AWT but I am always saddened to see any human being in distres...
After two days of immersion in Boy the Elder’s First World War history project, I think we’ll have a bit of war poetry to round things off. Everyone Sang – by Siegfried Sassoon (1886-1967) Everyone s...
What do you do when your child comes home with a poor school report? Boy the Elder has come to the end of his first term at his new grammar school and, although his performance in class is fine, he h...
The Wartime Housewife is very excited. Last year I listened to a programme on Radio 4 about a forthcoming Exhibition at the British Library in London. They are exhibiting their collection of...
If you have a squeaky door, a quick squirt of washing up liquid into the hinge will sort it out. It smells nicer than WD40 and if you spill a bit, you can have an ad hoc washing-down of your door whi...
Those of you who have been reading the Wartime Housewife for some time will know that I am mad about books and reading. My library contains more than three thousand books and yet I still occasionall...
As is customary, I send you all my love and best wishes for the forthcoming year and hope that 2012 is a year of happiness, health and prosperity for us all. Why we should all fall into a mouth-froth...
Thanks to Philip Watson for this one. The New Nativity - by Alan Titchmarsh When all those long, long years ago a child came down to earth below, To save the likes of you and me from evil, harm and m...
I would like to thank all my readers and particularly the regular commenters who contribute so much to The Wartime Housewife. It has been a full and enjoyable year and I hope we shall all go from st...
… which was finally finished at 2am on Wednesday evening. It’s not one of my fanciest (see below) but the boys love it. THIS is th...
I really, really meant to write something today but I’ve been so busy the day has run away with me. Also, I’m a bit knackered if I’m honest. The boys’ rooms had reached HazMa...
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