Lily's Kitchen, Limited Edition, Christmas Biscuits for Dogs - Review

Lily's Kitchen, Limited Edition, Fabulously Festive! Christmas Biscuits for Dogs, with Turkey, Cranberry, Thyme, and Cinnamon.

We don't celebrate Christmas, but when we saw these Christmas dog treats, we couldn't resist buying them for Barley, our lovely Lurcher.

We haven't bought anything from the Lily's Kitchen brand before, but they seem good, so we would buy them again - although not from the local farm shop where we purchased this packet because they were over twice the price as they are on Amazon UK - and the staff in the farm shop were most unpleasant.

But back to this review of Lily's Kitchen, Limited Edition, Christmas Biscuits for Dogs, Barley loves them.
Although I'm not sure that's because they are particularly tasty, or because Barley will eat anything, literally - it doesn't even have to be food for Barley to eat it.

Anyway, Lily's Kitchen, Limited Edition, Christmas Biscuits for Dogs are very small, heart shaped, and very crispy. They don't smell of anything in particular, but you can see tiny pieces of cranberry in the biscuits.
We only give Barley a few at a time, and not every day, because his tummy is sensitive to new foods, but as I said he loves them, and they seem to like him too, so that's good.

Here's some more information from the packet -

If your four-legged friends have been loving and loyal all year, make their yuletide extra-yummy with these deliciously Christmassy biscuits! They're bursting with natural turkey meat, liver, cranberries and thyme, plus a yummy sprinkling of cinnamon - a wonderful anti-inflammatory that helps boost energy, circulation and brain health. 
Fun and festive, they're the perfect pressie for well-behaved hounds. 

Natural Ingredients for Optimum Health
Turkey Meat, an excellent source of protein
Cranberries, rich source of vitamin C
Thyme, packed with phyto-nutrients
Cinnamon, immunity boosting super spice

Feeding guidelines, up to five biscuits a day.

Ingredients and Composition
Light Rye
Flour
Fresh Turkey (35%)
Oat Flour
Cranberries (4%)
Sunflower Oil
Thyme (0.5%)
Flaxseed
Cinnamon (0.25%)
Natural Yeast

Nutrients 
Crude Protein: 14% 
Crude Fats and Oils: 9% 
Crude Fibres: 4% 
Crude Ash: 3.7%

Barley, looking unimpressed with his santa hat and beard, from last year.

We don't usually humiliate him in this way, but we wanted to see how he felt about Christmas, it looked like he was happy not to celebrate it either. 

Although he is happy to tuck into some yummy Christmas dog treats courtesy of Lily's Kitchen. Hahaha!

Have you tried Lily's Kitchen, Limited Edition, Christmas Biscuits for Dogs?

Well, not you personally, but your dog, and did he/she like them?

Rosso di Montepulciano 2013 - Wine Review

We purchased this bottle of Rosso di Montepulciano 2013, from Lidl, it cost £5.99.
It's a young wine, fresh and light with a pleasant plum flavour and a touch of spice.

From the label -
This wine is produced from the typical grape varieties of the Montepulciano area. This is a tasty modern style of red wine with fruit flavours and a well-balanced structure and body. 
Ideal as an accompaniment to roasted or grilled meat but also to matured cheeses. 
13% vol.

We thought this was a pleasant wine at a reasonable price.
Have you tried Rosso di Montepulciano 2013?
Did you like it?

Cyber Monday 2014 - £650 Million Expected to be Spent Online in the UK

It's 'Cyber Monday' today.
And not just in America.

According to the news it's a big deal here in the UK too, with sales expected to reach £650 million today. That's £7,500 every second, or £451,000 a minute, or so the papers are saying, I'm crap at maths so I'll take their word for it.

Cyber Monday is yet another thing we have to thank America for. Don't you just love mass, mindless, consumerism?
I don't like this. I don't like the ever increasing ways Britain is adopting American ideals. I don't like the glorification of mindless spending. I don't like any of it.......
But then I don't particularly enjoy shopping. And maybe I'm just being a grumpy old lady?

Cyber Monday, just in case you don't know, is a marketing term which started in the US to mark the Monday after Thanksgiving, making its first appearance on the 28th of November 2005.
Unsurprisingly the term was created by marketing companies to encourage people to shop online.

Anyway, I was just halfheartedly watching the BBC news headlines on TV when I heard that at an estimated £650 million will be spent online shopping today.
£650 million!
That figure got my attention, mainly because while flicking channels before I stopped to watch the news, I'd seen an advert about poverty in the UK.
So, although I know 'it makes an ass out of you and me...' I assume the 650 million quid is not being spent by the people who are being forced, by our corrupt government, to use food banks to survive.

The advert I'd seen about poverty in Blighty was for food banks.
Yep, food banks! In Britain! In 2014!
It's almost unbelievable isn't it?
Unbelievable that in a country as wealthy as Britain; yes we are rich, not poor as our politicians would have you believe, that people are struggling to feed themselves and their families.
It beggars belief that people have so little they can't buy enough food to survive.

Well, obviously not all people, because some people are splashing the cash with online shopping to the astounding sum of £650 million.

I don't care about people shopping, if that's what they want to do, good luck to them.
But it makes me feel sad that some people have so much, while others have so very little.
If you can afford to buy things you want, then that's great, good for you!
It just seems unfair. But that's life I suppose.
But in 2014 you'd have thought that in a so-called first World country like Britain, there would be less of a gap between rich and poor - unfortunately I think the difference is widening every day.
I know there are lots of people who can afford to splash the cash today, or any day for that matter, but what about the people who can't afford to buy things that take their fancy?
I wonder how they feel hearing that £650 million will be spent online in Britain in just one day?
That's assuming they have a TV on which to hear the news, or money for a newspaper etc.

And speaking of money, I wonder how much of that money is real money, as in money in the bank accounts of the shoppers, and how much is money they don't have - but credit cards they do?

I sometimes wonder about us humans.
I mean, we are seriously obscene sometimes aren't we?
While half the World is starving, the remainder shops for stuff they want, not need, to survive, like oh I don't know - food.

Grrr!
It was after listening to the sky high figures mentioned in the Cyber Monday news report that the little voice in my head said, 'Calm down, and breathe'. 
So I did, I took a lovely deep breath and let it all out.
After which I remembered my favourite Polish proverb,
'Not my circus, not my monkeys.'

I can't do anything about the inequality, I can't ensure that everyone in Britain has enough good food to eat, I wish I could.
But I can make sure I don't join in with the craziness - if even just for today, so I won't be shopping online on Cyber Monday.
What I will be doing is taking some time to sit quietly and give thanks for everything that I have, that I am blessed to have lots of lovely food to eat, and that I don't have to use a food bank to survive.
Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!

If, unlike me you are not uncomfortable about the mass consumerism and spending associated that Cyber Monday entails, and you want to read more about Cyber Monday here are a few links -
BBC News Cyber Monday: Online retailers hope for shopping surge
The Telegraph Cyber Monday: Busiest online day of the year
The Guardian Cyber Monday to kick off December retail spree
What do you think about Cyber Monday?
Good, harmless fun, if you can afford it?
Or obscene, considering people are starving?

The North of England is Not The Mediterranean

I know it's very English to talk about the weather, but I am English, and I am obsessed with the weather.

Today we were once again reminded that we no longer live in the sunny South of France.
We no longer live right by the Mediterranean.
And that we do in fact live in Blighty.
In the North.
Right by the North Sea.

It's been pretty crappy lately, the weather, and I read that this Winter is predicted to be a very wet one. Yuck!

This morning it was miserable, as it has been all week, dull and damp.
So, what did we decide to do?
We decided to go to the beach - of course!

For a change from our usual beach, we drove to Seaham to a beach called Vane Tempest Beach - sounds lovely doesn't it?
The drive to the beach was not particularly pleasant, mainly because of the thick fog, which meant, sensibly, that most of the other cars on the road had their fog lights on, but as I had a headache my eyes weren't happy about the extra bright spots of lights from passing cars.
We also had our fog lights on, and the heater was on full blast to keep the windows clear, as they were seriously steamed up when we first got in the car.

Anyway, a few minutes drive from the house, and we were at our destination.
As we pulled up in the car-park above the beach we were surprised to see that there were quite a few cars, and people wandering about.
It seemed we weren't the only eejits out in the fog, wind, rain, and cold weather.

We got Barley, our gorgeous Lurcher, out of the car, out his coat on him, and then walked down the steps to the beach.
There was a lady and two children walking down in front of us, and as we reached the stones on the beach we could see a few more people along the beach.
The wind was blowing, the waves were crashing against the shore, and it was really noisy.

We strolled along the beach, stopping every now and then to take some photos.
Barley stayed on his lead, as did most of the other dogs we saw.
It was seriously dull, but we always feel good when we're by the sea, and despite the crappy weather, it was quite pleasant walking along the beach.

Once we'd had enough sea air, we returned to the car, and drove back to the house.
Barley snoozed in front of the fire.
I relaxed on the sofa editing the photos and video I'd shot.
And Mr.R got busy in the kitchen making our lunch - seriously succulent and delicious lamb.
What did you do today?
And more importantly, because as well as the weather I am obsessed with food - what did you eat today?

Beach Day with Barley the Lurcher

Barley, our lovely Lurcher loves zooming about on one of the local beaches we take him to.
There are a few beaches that we go to, but one in particular is his favourite, and ours too, because unlike the other beaches, it is sandy. It's also very quiet, with hardly any other people using it, even in the Summer.

We especially like the fact that the beach is quiet because Barley and recall are not very well acquainted. It's a work in progress, but I can't imagine a time when Barley ever comes back to us when we call him. Hehe!
But because there are so few people, and more importantly dogs using our favourite local beach, we can let Barley off his lead to have a good run without worrying too much that he'll get distracted and do a runner. Pun intended.

Anyway, Mr.R drove us to our usual favourite beach a few days ago, and we all had a good time, especially Barley who had a seriously good run.
After we'd all had enough beach time we headed back to the car, then on towards the house, stopping off on the way at another beach.

We stopped at Blackhall Rocks, a beach we'd never been to before.
The weather was very cold, well, it was for us 'Soft Southerners' but we did see one lady walking on the grass above the beach who was wearing a t-shirt as she walked her dog.
Mr.R and me were bundled up in Winter coats, hats, scarves, and gloves, and Barley also had a coat on.
It was seriously cold, honest!

We wandered down to the beach, which was deserted, just me, Barley and Mr.R. Lovely!
It's not a sandy beach like our favourite, but covered in stones. Still, it was nice to stroll somewhere different for a change. And Barley had fun sniffing at everything in sight.

Here's a few more of the photos I took of Blackhall Rocks Beach.

And here's a couple of shots I took several months ago, when it was sunny, of Barley on his favourite sandy beach.

We love living by the sea, even if it is the North sea and not the Mediterranean. Hehe! 

Do you live by the sea?

Are you a fan of the beach, or do you enjoy walking your dog on the beach?

Lidl Merlot Veneto 2013 - Wine Review

A new day, a new wine review.
This time it's a bottle of Merlot Veneto 2013 from Lidl.

Lidl is where Mr.R purchases a lot of the wine we drink, and this Merlot from Italy was another Lidl buy.
It was larger than the usual 75cl bottles of wine, and that's about all I can remember about it, hahaha! Other than it cost about eight quid, and tasted like red wine.
It obviously wasn't particularly memorable, as I can't remember drinking it, which means it was probably decent enough; not excellent, and not disgusting.

From the label -
This French grape variety is also commonly found in the Veneto region of Italy. 
This soft red wine is an ideal accompaniment to roasted and white meat dishes. 
Once opened, consume within 3 days. 
Have you tried Merlot Veneto 2013 from Lidl?
Did you like it?

Gratitude, Prayers, Thanks

Someone else is praying for the things you take for granted.

The things you take for granted, someone else is praying for. 
Be thankful.
What are you thankful for?

Shepherd Neame Tapping The Admiral - Beer Review

Beer!

Mr.R opened a bottle of Shepherd Neame Tapping The Admiral, and I had a sip.
I only had a sip and no more because I didn't really like it. It's not something I would rush to try again, but I think Mr.R enjoyed it.

It comes in a clear bottle, it poured a lovely amber, burnished gold colour, and was quite lively with lots of head, which took a while to subside.
This ale had a pleasant aroma of hops, baked barley, and roasted malt.
It was refreshingly sharp with the strong flavour of the hops giving it a nice bitterness and citrus taste, also a touch of sweetness from the malts, burnt and woody notes, and overtones of vanilla, caramel, and toffee.

Having said all that, it was a subtle tasting beer which was light and not particularly memorable. I think it was only 4.5%.
It was cheap, and so we can't complain about it too much.

I forgot to take a photo of the actual beer in the glass before Mr.R had drank it, hence two very similar looking shots of the empty bottle.

From the label -
When Nelson was killed at Trafalgar his body was preserved in a cask of brandy during the long trip back to England. Legend has it that thirsty sailors snuck drinks from the brandy cask carrying Nelsons corpse. This gave rise to the phrase for illicit drinking ''Tapping The Admiral''.
See - Golden
Smell - Toffee, Spicy, Roast
Taste - Brandy, Sweet, Rich 

I wonder if there's any truth to that little tale? It's a nice idea adding a bit of folklore to booze bottles.
Have you tried Shepherd Neame Tapping The Admiral?
What did you think of this ale?

How To Dress Yourself - 3 Ways To Wear The Perfect Organic Cotton Shirt

Last night while messing about online, reading emails, I some how ended up on a fashion website. 

Unsure how I got there, I read the title on the page I'd entered the website on. 

'Click to see 3 ways to wear the perfect organic cotton shirt.......'

I actually laughed at myself, because I did exactly that. I read the instructions on how to dress yourself.

I clicked the photo of the model wearing the so-called perfect shirt. 

Why?

Well, obviously because at that moment I wanted, no, I needed to know how to wear the shirt, and not only one way, but three ways. 

I neeeeed-ed to know 3 ways to wear a shirt I dont even own. Or will ever own. 

Not because it's wasn't a nice shirt. It was. Avery nice short. A perfect shirt. 

Laughed. 

I laughed as I snapped out of my Internet fog, back to reality. 

I did not need to now 3 ways to wear the shirt. 

I did not need to know 2 ways to wear the shirt. 

And yes, you know what's coming next - I did not need to know one way to wear the shirt. 

If I had the shirt, which I don't, I already know how I'd wear it. 

It's not rocket science. 

I'd wear it simply. I'd wear it by putting it on one arm at a time. 

Buttoning it up. And voila!

I'd be dressed in the perfect shirt.

My God! I despair at the numerous ways I waste time messing about online. 

'How to wear a shirt'. 

Ha! It'd be amusing if it wasn't so meaningless. 

Speaking of shirts - Hahaha!
How do you wear yours?

Do you wear your shirts in 1 way, or 3? 

Grapevine Merlot - Wine Review

Red wine, all the time!

I'm a fan of Merlot, and this bargain bottle of Spanish wine from Lidl, was very nice.
I can't remember what year this Grapevine Merlot was, but I do remember that we enjoyed drinking it.
It had a lovely aroma of blackcurrants. The taste was smooth, and full of delicious ripe blackcurrants, black cherry, plums, and subtle oak.
This Merlot is made with 100% Merlot grapes, and is a very decent wine at a very low price, it tastes like a much pricier wine.

From the label -
Succulent, smooth and rounded, this Merlot is packed full of juicy plums, black cherries and blackcurrants. It's soft fruitiness makes it easy to enjoy without food, but it is also perfect with ham, pasta and stews. 
Do you shop at Lidl?
Have you tried Grapevine Merlot?
What did you think of it?

Drinking Alcohol When Pregnant May Become Criminal Offence

There is a test case due to be heard to decide if drinking when pregnant should be classed as a criminal offence.
This particular case that is being reported in the media, and talked about on TV; this morning I saw something about it being discussed on The Wright Stuff, is regarding a lady who drank alcohol when she was pregnant with her daughter, now aged 6. The baby was born with FAS - Foetal Alcohol Syndrome.

This landmark case is primarily interested in gaining compensation to pay for the care the child now requires.
But if this case is successful it could pave the way for a change in the law to make drinking alcohol when pregnant illegal, a criminal offence.

I'm not going to go into detail about this particular case, if you haven't already read about it you can find out more in the Telegraph, here, or the Guardian, here.

I was saddened when I first heard about this case, but not only for the obvious reasons; the health of the baby.
Obviously FAS (Foetal Alcohol Syndrome) is serious, and the rights of the baby/child should be taken into account, but what about the rights of the woman?
If the rights of the baby are to be legally more important that the rights of the woman, then doesn't that mean women are just wombs with legs?
If the law says drinking alcohol when pregnant is a crime, and brands women who do so as criminals, how can that ever be OK? And where will it end?
How can the government be allowed to dictate what a woman can and can't do with her own body?

If there is a new law brought it to make drinking alcohol when you're pregnant, how long before other laws are made to further keep us in line?
Will you be breaking the law if you pop into a shop to buy certain cheeses, such as Brie, Gorgonzola, or Camembert, or pate, or sushi?
All of these foods are considered to be best avoided when pregnant, as they may cause food poisoning or harm the baby.

What about drug addicts?
Will pregnant drug users be prosecuted?

And if this test case is a success, will they extend things even further?
Will overweight people be committing a criminal offence if they buy food that is full of saturated fat, or too much salt?
Will people be forced to buy vegetables when all they popped into Tesco for was a packet of crisps?
And what about smoking? Will it be illegal for anyone to smoke, incase they are near a pregnant woman?
There are lots of things that can potentially harm a baby in the womb, what about driving; there may be an accident.......
I could list lots of things, as I'm sure could you, but it's all too silly to think how far this craziness could go.

What about all of the woman who don't know they're pregnant straight away?
There are lots of ladies who have only realised, or found out they were pregnant when they were several months into their pregnancies.
And some women even go the full 9 months without ever knowing they were pregnant.
What about them?
Will they be charged with poisoning their baby? Manslaughter? Attempted murder?
What?!
Where will it end?

It's all very scary, and ridiculous. The state seems ever more concerned with controlling women and their bodies.

If this test case does bring about a change in law in Britain, it could have a serious effect on other laws.
For example, when a woman who is pregnant is murdered the murderer is charged with taking one life.
They are not charged with double murder, because the baby is not considered to be a person.

There are lots of other things that would have to be considered, and no doubt other existing laws would have to be changed.
Potentially it's a minefield.
My mind boggles just thinking about the ramifications.

I read that 5% of alcoholics who drink during their pregnancy have babies with FAS Foetal Alcohol Syndrome.
That's still 5% too many, but not as many as the media hysteria about this topic would have you think.
The age of the mother; older mums, malnutrition, smoking, stress, and genetics are also correlates to FAS.
But then again, you can't believe much of what you read, and most statistics are completely made-up to support whatever the writer wants to prove. 

The reason I said I was saddened, and not only for the obvious reasons; the health of the baby, by this news is because it feels as though we, as in the human race, have not come very far at all. We aren't very evolved, are we?
We are so sophisticated in so many ways, and at the same time it's like we're still living in the dark ages.

Woman are still treated like second-class citizens, like property, or pieces of meat.
It's amazing that women are even allowed out of their homes, allowed to buy alcohol, allowed to have sex and get pregnant if they want to, without being forced to ask the government for permission beforehand.

It is 2014. I just wish it felt like it.

Yes, it is sad, very sad, that the child in this case was born suffering from FAS Foetal Alcohol Syndrome.
But isn't it also sad that the baby is considered the innocent victim, and the mother of this child is being vilified as evil?
Doesn't the woman need help, and not judgement?
Wouldn't we all be better off if instead of making nasty judgemental comments about the lady in this case, we asked how we could help her? And then actually help her.

I have never drunk alcohol when pregnant.
By stating that fact I am not saying I am better than women who do drink alcohol when they are pregnant.
It's just I know that by writing this blog post it may seem as though I am advocating getting slaughtered when pregnant. I am not.
I have never drunk alcohol when pregnant because that is my choice. My body. My choice.
That's the point, it is my choice. My body. To do with, and to, what I choose.
Surely every woman should be in charge of her own body?
Big Brother already has way too much of a say in how we live our lives - Don't do that, do do this, don't eat that, do eat this, etc. etc. etc.

It should never be illegal to drink alcohol when pregnant. Never!
Having said that I also think that being pregnant is a blessing, and doing everything you can to ensure the good health of the baby is of the utmost importance.
Drink alcohol when pregnant, if you want to.
Don't drink alcohol when pregnant, it may harm your baby.
See, I am contrary by nature.

As I don't own any photos of pregnant women, or babies that I can share on this blog post, I decided to add a couple of photos of booze, just to break up the text.
And maybe to celebrate the fact that I have beer and wine.
At the moment I have beer and wine.
But who knows for how much longer?
How long until the powers that be come and confiscate my booze?

Disclaimer:
My blog posts are usually a pretty jumbled rambling rant, but I think this may be slightly more mad than usual.
I'm blaming tiredness, sore throat, chest infection, and the fact that I'm really quite angered by this whole subject - all of which mean I haven't expressed my thoughts properly.
But hopefully you get the jist.

One last thing before I finish; I thought I was finished with that last bit, but then I had another thought.
What if it was men who got pregnant? Men who carried babies in their wombs?
I bet the state would never, ever consider telling men that they couldn't drink alcohol, or in fact telling them anything that concerned their own bodies.
Pfft! It's not easy being a woman in a mans World is it?
I would really love to hear what you think.

What's your opinion, or thoughts about this whole subject?

Homemade Buttery Flatbread

I Love bread.

And I Love butter.

So today was a good day, because Mr.R made some seriously delicious flatbreads to accompany our lunch.

Our lunch today was equally as tasty as the flatbreads, it was a roasted vegetable curry.

The roasted vegetable curry was seriously hot and spicy, and the flat breads were generously smothered in butter.

Perfect!

Do you love bread?

Do you ever make your own flatbread? 

Baron Amarillo Rioja Reserva 2009 - Wine Review

We buy, and drink, a lot of wine.
We're not snobby about where we buy our wine, and since we settled back in England we've bought a lot of wine from budget supermarkets Lidl and Aldi.
This bottle of Baron Amarillo Rioja Reserva 2009 is another purchase from Aldi, Tempranillo grape, it cost £5.99.

I know there are wine drinkers who wouldn't be seen perusing the wine in Lidl or Aldi, and they definitely wouldn't drink 'cheap plonk' even when their financial circumstances may not be as healthy as they once were, but I think they're missing out.
It is possible to get some very nice wines from the budget supermarkets which don't cost a small fortune.

When you consider that the majority of a bottle of wine is tax, and then there's the cost of packaging, handling, shipping, delivery, and storage, you may think that buying a bottle of wine for say five quid means it will be crap. But that's not always the case.
In the past we have bought so-called decent bottles of wine which cost a lot more than a fiver, and they were memorable only because they tasted so bad.
I usually agree that you get what you pay for, but sometimes the saying, 'you get what you pay for' isn't completely true.

Anyway, back to this wine.
Mr.R is a fan of Rioja, whereas I never used to like it at all.
I remember when we loved in France, we would often drive to Spain to go shopping; it was only a short drive from home and so much cheaper than France, and Mr.R would stock up on lots of bottles of Rioja.
He got to drink it all himself in those days because as I said, I didn't like Rioja. But now he has to share, because I do like the taste of it now.

So, this wine, Baron Amarillo Rioja Reserva 2009, 13.5% - what did we think about it?
It was a very pleasant drink, medium-bodied, with lots of lovely ripe cherries and blackcurrants, a hint of vanilla, and a pleasant oakiness.
It's a classic Rioja Reserva, aged for 3 years in oak barrels.
Baron Amarillo Rioja Reserva is produced by Bodegas Señorío de Hueda.

From the label -
Intense red fruits lead into hints of blackcurrant and cherry. These fruits are then joined by perfectly balanced and fine vanilla and oak spices - present due to careful ageing in oak casks for 3 years. 
This wine has a lush, rich texture which is particularly good with casseroles, meat grilled with herbs, and roast lamb. 
Have you tried Baron Amarillo Rioja Reserva 2009?
Did you like it?

A Lurcher and Two Bull Terriers Playing Football on the Beach - Video

As it is Halloween today, and I don't like Halloween, I felt I needed something to cheer me up.
Usually I'd play with Barley, our lovely Lurcher, because he always make my heart happy, but he's fast asleep in front of the fire - and I don't want to wake him.

So, a quick search online and I found the video I shot a few months ago of Barley playing on a local beach with two of our friends Bull Terriers, Mandy and Gracie.
Not surprisingly, the football didn't last very long before it was punctured, but the three dogs had a really fabulous time running, chasing the ball, and generally playing with each.
It was a really lovely and enjoyable morning for all of us.



I wish it was Summer again, I'd love to be back down on the beach with Mr.R and Barley.
I love the big sky, the clouds, the salty air, the sand, everything about being by the sea.
I also love to watch our boy zoom about all over the place, it's always such a beautiful sight to see Barley running around free.
Does your dog like the beach?
Is he/she any good at football?

Halloween - I don't like it!

It's Halloween, and I don't like it.
I don't really understand the excitement that Halloween seems to induce in everyone. Everyone except me it seems.

America especially enjoy celebrating Halloween in a seriously big way, with parties and fancy dress costumes.
Now it is also very popular here in Britain too, and becoming more so each year.

I know what Halloween is supposed to be about, but as I tend to ramble on and on, I'll just say this-
Or, better still I won't say anything, I'll quote what the Encyclopaedia Britannica says about Halloween -

'In ancient Britain and Ireland, the Celtic Festival of Samhain was observed on October 31, at the end of Summer.......
The souls of the dead were supposed to revisit their homes on this day and the Autumnal festival acquired sinister significance, with ghosts, witches, goblins, black cats, fairies and demons of all kinds said to be roaming about. 
It was the time to placate the supernatural powers controlling the processes of nature. 
In addition, Halloween was thought to be the most favorable time for divinations concerning marriage, luck, health, and death. 
It was the only day on which the help of the devil was invoked for such purposes.'

The main thing I don't like about Halloween is being disturbed by the knocking on the front door, the ringing of the doorbell.
I spend all evening unable to relax because I'm waiting for the knock on the door.
It's not that I begrudge giving sweets to children, I am more than happy to do that, although I always feel slightly uncomfortable handing sweets to the children of complete strangers.

I mean, when we were children, weren't we all told not to accept sweets from strangers? I know I was.
And yet at Halloween people take their children out and let them take sweets from strangers.

I suppose it's not so bad if you live in a close-knit community where everyone knows everyone, but I'm a Londoner, and it's pretty 'normal' for most Londoners not to speak to their neighbours unless they have to. And we wouldn't know our neighbours children if they stood up in our soup, let alone if they're dressed up in Halloween costumes and turned up uninvited on our doorsteps.

If I lived in a small friendly village I'd happily leave loads of sweets outside our front door so that any passing children could help themselves without knocking on the door, but as I'm unable to do that, I guess I'll have to grin and bear it.

I don't have a relevant Halloween photo, so here's a church. 

It's gloomy - like my feelings about Halloween.

I was going to doodle something more Halloween-esque, but it seemed hypocritical - so I didn't.

You may think I'm a misery for not enjoying Halloween.
Maybe I am. But just because everyone else likes something doesn't mean I have to.
I'm looking forward to tomorrow evening, when Halloween is all over, and I can sit and relax without any disturbances.
Are you a fan of Halloween?
Do you dress up and party?
What will you be wearing this year?

Poached Pollock in a Coconut and Fennel Sauce, with Basmati Rice, Courgette, and Lemon

Fish!

Brain food. 

Mr.R is the cook in our home, thankfully, as I don't particularly enjoy cooking. 

He prefers to be in the kitchen on his own, so I don't see much of him in the hours before lunch, because he's busy in the kitchen preparing and cooking our lunch. 

We eat our main meal of the day at lunchtime nowadays. 

We always used to eat our main meal for dinner, in the evening, but when we moved to France, for some reason we never felt hungry in the evenings, so we wouldn't eat anything all day other than lunch, which was usually a sandwich or something light. 

By sandwich, I obviously mean baguette - we were in France. Eating baguettes is the law. 

So, we swapped our main meal from dinner in the evening, to lunch - at lunchtime. 

Mr.R busies himself in the kitchen with all manner of things; grinding spices, chopping vegetables, making sauces, baking bread....... 

You name it, he does it, all in an effort to make us delicious, nutritious healthy lunches. 

I say effort, simply because that's how I view cooking, or anything that involves spending time in the kitchen. Mr.R says it's no effort at all, he says he enjoys cooking. And I enjoy the fact that he enjoys spending so much time making food for us. 

The way to my heart is most definitely via my stomach.

This photo is of a lunch Mr.R made us a while ago. 

It was during the warmer weather, and it was very tasty.

Poached Pollock in a Coconut and Fennel Sauce, with Basmati Rice, Courgette, and Lemon

Mmm, delicious!
We had a bottle of Glenelly Chardonnay 2012 with our lunch.
It was a pleasant wine, and a change for us as we very rarely drink white wine. 

Are you a fish lover?

What's your favourite fish dish?

Barley the Lurcher Loves to Eat

Barley, our lovely Lurcher has several favourite things in life.
Eating.
Playing.
Sleeping.
Not necessarily in that order.

Barley would happily spend all day, and night, in bed sleeping.

He would also happily spend hours playing, with his toys, and with me and Mr.R.
By playing with us I mean nibbling, he likes to nibble - especially me.
I guess I must taste good.

Barley is always obedient when there's food on offer, he instantly sits.

And that nicely leads me on to eating.
Like a lot of dogs, Barley loves to eat. He will eat anything, literally - it doesn't even have to be food.

We feed him a healthy balanced diet of two home-cooked meals a day. He also has the occasional treat.
This huge bone was a freebie from a local butcher. We'd popped in to buy some ox hearts for Barley, and lamb chops for our lunch, and the butcher asked if we'd like some beef knuckles for Barley.
Barley barked a loud, Yes!
He didn't really, but I like the thought of it.

I was standing outside the butcher shop with Barley, while Mr.R was inside making the purchases.
As soon as we got home Barley got to enjoy gnawing on one of the beef knuckles.
He was a very happy chappy indeed.
Do you give your dog raw bones?

Les Jamelles Syrah 2011 - Wine Review

I never know what to write, I mean I don't know how I want to start a wine review whenever I do a blog post about wine.
Ah, there, that's it. Done! Haha!
So, now I've got the first couple of sentences I'll get on with the wine review.

Mr.R bought a bottle of Les Jamelles Syrah 2011 a while ago, and we drank it.
We drank it straight away, but I've only just got round to writing this wine review.
So many wines, not enough time to drink and write about them all. Hehehe!

Les Jamelles Syrah 2011 won several awards in 2012 including -

Gold Medal, SMV Canada 2012 
Silver Medal, IWSC 2012 
Silver Medal, Decanter 2012 
Silver Medal, Syrah du Monde 2012 
Bronze Medal, Challenge International du Vin 2012

What did I, we, think of it?
It was a pleasant fruity wine with a lovely flavour of berries; blackcurrants, gooseberries, raspberries, cinnamon, mint, a hint of pepper, subtle anise, and vanilla.
This wine had an earthy vegetal taste, decent length; silky finish, nice amount of tannins.
It's not a particularly complex wine but for the money, about £5, it's surprisingly smooth, and very drinkable.

Random fact, I also really liked the nice swirly lettering on the label of this Pays d'Oc wine from the Languedoc-Roussillon region of France. It's resembles a hand-written label, which made me think of small independent winemakers....... blah blah blah.
No doubt that was the intention, but whatever - I like it!
It also reminded me of home. It had me reminiscing about our old life in France, and wishing we were living there now.......

From the label -
This Syrah was made with grapes grown in Southern France's Pays d'Oc region. 
This is a wine with character. It is intense and spicy with aromas of blackberry, violet and garrigue complemented by a hint of pepper. 
Full bodied on the palate, it is best served at 17-18c with Mediterranean cuisine, spicy dishes, stewed or barbecued meats, game and deli meats. 
Have you tried Les Jamelles Syrah 2011?
Did you enjoy this wine?