Clootie Dumpling

Today did not start well but it ended much better. I woke with a headache and felt quite nauseous. I took some paracetamol, put a cooling gel sheet on my forehead, and went back to sleep for a couple of hours. This did the trick and after a quick shower I felt brand new. Later on I decided to make a Clootie Dumpling using Grandma’s recipe, and assembled all of the ingredients before mixing them and putting them into a muslin cloth to boil for 4 hours. I’m glad to say that it turned out really well, it even had a nice skin on it, and James paid me the compliment of saying that it tasted just like Grandma’s. 

In the evening I watched a spooky film “You Should Have Left” which starred Kevin Bacon and Amanda Seyfried. I watched it with Ally and Cat - James fell asleep within the first half hour so he sensibly took himself off to bed. Hmmm. Like many spooky films it seemed promising at first but the ending was a bit flat. 

In Covid news, Scotland has moved to a new 5 tier system of restrictions, rather confusingly numbered 0 to 4. *

Due to having the fastest growing number of cases in Scotland, South and North Lanarkshire were under threat this week of moving to the top level 4 which would mean almost complete lockdown again like in the spring, with non essential shops and services all closed, apart from the schools remaining open this time. We were already in level 3 which until this week meant that pubs and restaurants remained closed although under the new rules they are now allowed to open until 6 p.m. Yesterday however it was announced that we were allowed to remain in level 3 for the time being. All the councils in Scotland now have their own allocated level, for example Highland are currently level 1 and Dumfries & Galloway are level 2. It will be reviewed every week apart from the Lanarkshires which will be reviewed daily. There is much speculation on the media about the possibility of a month long national lockdown before Christmas. So that’s where we’re at just now.

* I saw on the internet a joke description of the 5 tier system based on the old “Oor Wullie” cartoon, with the levels in ascending order, “it’s aw braw”, “jings”, “crivvens”, “help ma boab” and finally level 4 “Get ben the hoose!” 

Grandma’s recipes

I have been working on a wee project over the last several weeks. I decided to sort out Grandma’s baking recipes, and compile them into a booklet which I will pass on to the whole family. This has been quite a task, because her recipes were written in several notebooks, along with some from her friends and some which she had cut out from newspapers and magazines. There was also a notebook with recipes in her mother’s handwriting. Grandma was a very good cook and especially an excellent baker. I remember at the show of presents before my wedding, one of her cousins saying “Jean always makes a good purvey.” 

I felt quite touched when James arrived home from her house one evening a couple of months ago, when he was clearing it with Forrest, and told me that Forrest had said that I should have Grandma’s recipe jotters.

It was then that I decided that I should compile the recipes for future generations of Grandma’s descendants. 

First of all I typed all the recipes into a word processing document, often assisted by James who is a faster typist than me. I decided to do this rather than scan the recipes, because although Grandma had rather beautiful writing, her books were well used and somewhat faded and marked. It also means that we can save the electronic copy of the recipe booklet. I have kept some of the best examples of her handwriting to use on the cover of the printed booklet. After typing up the recipes, I went through them all again and laboriously added metric quantities, because I thought that would make the recipes easier to use. This wasn’t as straightforward as it sounds because as well as ounces and half-pints the quantities included both cups and teacups and the oven temperatures were often described as “slow” or “quick” which I hadn’t come across before. I had to do a bit of research and draw up some tables of measurements before I could continue. Also, some of the recipes didn’t have full instructions, probably because, as experienced bakers, Grandma and her mother had no need for them, so for example, I had to look up the technicalities of how to tie up a clootie dumpling, and the amount of pastry needed for a black bun! 

I couldn’t find Grandma’s famous recipe for sherry trifle, however luckily James knows it by heart and I asked him to write it down for me. So that’s where I am now. I still have to finish the introduction and decide whether to print it at home or (more likely) arrange for it to be printed as a useful spiral bound notebook. 

When someone dies you feel that you can’t do anything for them any more, but I would like to think that Grandma would be pleased with this gift to her grandchildren. 

Reverse! Reverse!

At the Rutherglen end of Kings Park Avenue about ten days ago, I saw an incident unfolding as I waited at the traffic lights before turning right. There was a car across at the other side of Mill Street which had crashed into a pedestrian light so hard that the pole was bent right down. There was a police car and a police van in attendance, and what particularly caught my eye was a tight circle of about five police officers facing inwards. As I watched, they all bent and then stood up again, having lifted a man in the centre of their circle to his feet. His hands were already handcuffed behind his back, and as the lights changed and I drove off I saw him being marched smartly towards the police van. Naturally I mentioned this to James, Ally, Davie and Cat at dinner time but then thought no more of it.
However the next day Ally showed me a short video film and asked if it was of the same man that I had seen being arrested. I recognised him immediately by the clothes he was wearing. The video had been filmed before either the police or I arrived at the scene. A passer by must have filmed it right after the crash. The driver was leaning on the bonnet of the car, trying fruitlessly to push it backwards away from the traffic light, and he was shouting to his friend who was still inside the car, “Reverse! Reverse!”
The voice of the passer by can be heard off camera, advising him that “The wheel’s aff mate! The engine’s smashed! You’re f***ed!” while the driver (clearly under the influence of drink or drugs, which was presumably why he was arrested later) keeps exhorting his passenger again and again to “Reverse! Reverse!” 
Ally explained to me that the video clip had gone viral on the internet with the title “Glasgow Bampots reverse reverse” and apparently during its brief moment of fame it was then used on a football website in a spoof commentary about a Celtic match! 

Sunny in Dundee

Today we drove to Dundee to transport all of David’s stuff to his new flat, where he will be living very near to his new Science technician job at the University of Dundee, starting at the beginning of November. I will miss him but I am very pleased for him that he has a job in science, which he loves so much. We borrowed Ally’s car as well, and I drove that while James and Davie went through in our car. Davie’s flat is lovely; very spacious and in really good condition. It’s in a quiet street with hardly any traffic and it’s very near to the city centre, with lots of cafés and restaurants close by. The weather was much better than at home with a beautiful blue sky. 
When we set off back home I noticed a man walking along beside the river dressed in a Spider-Man costume which I thought was very funny. I drove along listening to my audiobook and enjoying the good weather, but somehow I managed to miss the turn off towards Glasgow at Perth. When I realised my mistake I followed signs to Stirling along the A91. It was a pleasant drive through many villages such as Yetts o’Muckhart and Dollar and Tillicoultry, but of course it was much slower than the motorway and I got home more than half an hour later than I should have been!
After dinner David suggested that we watch the new Borat film which was released today. He also made popcorn with his kernels which had now dried enough, and they were delicious with a little butter. The film was very funny and also very cringey. It lacked the novelty and therefore the sheer shock factor of the first film, but it addressed current events, such as Covid and Trump, and the actress who played his daughter was very good. It was an excellent evening. 

Another Fall

Last week I was walking from my shed at the top of the garden back down to the house, when I suddenly slipped and fell. It’s that time of year when the leaves are lying on the ground and the paths are damp and mossy. It didn’t occur to me to be careful and I was taken by surprise when my left foot shot forward, bringing me down rather painfully onto the stone of the path. To make matters worse, my right knee (aka my “bad” knee) folded under me. Since breaking it in a motorbike accident forty years ago, it doesn’t quite bend fully. Well, it was forced to bend fully when I fell, and it was excruciating! I gingerly unfolded my leg but didn’t try to stand up straight away because I was terrified about how badly it might be hurt. Instead I burst into tears and sobbed for several minutes, which was actually quite de-stressing!
I then slowly got up and found that there was good news and bad news. The good news was that my leg could bear my weight normally, and the bad news was that my knee was sore and creaking and crunching, and a week later it’s still quite bad. I should be grateful to my knee for the forty years it has lasted since the accident, and I hope that it keeps going for a while yet. 

David’s 25th Birthday

Yesterday was David’s 25th birthday and despite the lockdown I think that he had a lovely day. He had lots of presents to open in the morning, including the coffeemaker from James and me, for his new flat. We had asked him to choose the type that he wanted, so we knew that he would like it. The cats gave him a selection of pods for it, and I have ordered him a box of his favourite mocha flavour.

He tried it out straight away and the coffee tasted lovely.

For his birthday dinner we ordered burgers from his favourite restaurant, TGI Friday, who are currently doing a takeaway service since they are not allowed to have sit in customers during the two week lockdown. The burgers were good but the chips were a bit cold and chewy due to their journey from the Fort at Easterhouse. Then Ally and Cat brought through a huge birthday cream cake which they had ordered from a shop which advertises on the B4U Bollywood music channel that they and David like to watch. He really appreciated the reference and found it very thoughtful of them. 

After dinner it was time to try the popcorn which David has patiently grown from a corn kernel over the summer. The plant grew in a pot in the back room until it was more than six feet tall, and then David selected the best corn cob, which he hung up to dry. He then carefully picked off the corn kernels. When he started popping a few of them, they did pop successfully but not to their full size, which indicated that they need to dry out a bit more. However we all tasted them and they were good, hopefully they will pop more fully later in the week.

And then we had a hilarious games evening - Maponimoes and then Who Am I? while Ally played all sorts of unusual Eastern European music for us. It was a good day. 

IKEA Meatballs

Last night I played a lively session of “Who am I?” with Davie, Ally and Cat, after consuming a hearty meal followed by delicious pancakes made by Cat. It was such a fun evening. 
Davie and I went over to Ikea today, where he purchased some items for his new flat in Dundee, and on Ally’s orders we got more Swedish meatballs and sauce. It was a nice Autumn day for a wee road trip and we had a good chat. Back home James picked the last of the redcurrants with which we will attempt to make some more jelly. Will our jelly luck continue?