Archive for September 2007
Sunday, 30th September 2007
Big Cook, Little Cook present toffee pears
Hello, today I’d like to tell you how to make toffee pears.
OK, first heat 450g demerara sugar, 50g butter, 1 tbsp of golden syrup, 1 tbsp of lemon juice and 150ml water until the mix reaches 143 degrees celcius.
Give it a good stir, yeh, that’s good … a little bit more … STOP!
At this point, ask a grown up to heat the mixture up because remember, the oven is hot! hot! hot! My lovely assistant is undertaking this task for me today. Smile please mummy.
Now, allow to cool for 1 minute, that’s 1 minute, no more, no less. Then, after 1 minute. I should add that that’s the same minute I was referring to a minute ago, not a new minute. Oh no, it’s all going wrong. Right, don’t panic. If you’re still with me then now poor the hot molten mixture over the pears. Lovely.
Voila! Toffee pears to die for.  Allow to cool.
Finally, take 1 hammer and 1 chisel and hit with all your might. Unfortunately, when we went to eat the stupid things the following day we discovered that our dish was too small and the toffee had hardened so strong that it took all of my daddy’s strength (no comments please) to prise them out. Mummy had the final word in declaring that “it seemed like a good idea at the time”.
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Posted by Isaac @ 7:20 PM
Friday, 21st September 2007
Another case of Milton Jones
On Saturday evening, Heidi and I went to see my favourite comedian at the Norwich Playhouse Theatre – Milton Jones
We went with Mark and Suzi and all 4 of us were in pains of laughter throughout his 2 hour performance. Mark and I first saw Milton at Greenbelt about 5 years ago so were really keen to see him again.
Many of you may have heard of Milton Jones because of his recent Radio 4 show ‘Another Case of Milton Jones’. If you have enjoyed this series then you’re sure to love him live and even more so. Milton Jones is unlike any other comedian performing today but if you remember the American comedian Stephen Wright in the 1980s you’ll get an idea of the kind of humour you’re likely to hear. Milton does not sound as depressed as Stephen Wright used to though.  As well as being hilarious Milton highlights what an amazing language English is for producing comedy. I can’t imagine any other European language being so suitable for exploitation.
Unfortunately if you live in Norwich you’ve missed his gig but I urge you to try and see him on his long tour if you get the chance. Click on Milton’s official website to find out tour dates.
In the meantime, I leave you a taster.
“One day when I was at school it was my turn to take the guinea pig home. 7 months later, I arrived on the beautiful island of Guinea.”
“the most interesting job I ever had was working for the United Nations in Kosovo. One day we discovered a mass burial site of at least a hundred snowmen. Fortunately it turned out to be a field of carrots.”
OK, I know, it’s the way you tell them.
Posted by Daddy @ 6:45 PM
Thursday, 13th September 2007
Introducing the Wynnster Orion 7
When we went camping in June, Eleanor’s mum and dad proudly introduced us to their brand new tent. My mummy was well jeolous of its palatial grandeur. So, not to be outdone, a couple of weeks ago we went and bought a new tent ourselves. The Wynnster Orion 7, otherwise known as Winnie.
Having seen that the weather forecast was good, we set off impromptu for a lovely camping site at Walnut Tree Farm in Waxham on the Norfolk coast. Unfortunately, we didn’t set off until 6 o’clock Friday evening and arrived at the site with just 30 minutes of daylight left. A brand new tent, dim light and an irritable, tired little boy was not a good combination for a calm assembly. Yet, against all the odds they did it.
We found a great rock for me to set up all my toys on. I called it Pride Rock. This is how I look when I’m feeling proud.
The Norfolk countryside looked great late on Saturday afternoon when we trotted down to the beach.
Everytime we go to the beach mummy and daddy insist on building sand castles and making large trenches to divert the sea. They get so excited about the whole thing yet everytime the sea just comes in and washes away their futile efforts. They always get me to help them. It’s such tiring business. I’d much rather just lie down and read a good book.
Apparently, so my dad tells me, he used to spend a lot of time mucking around in these dunes when he was younger. Uhm. Least said the better I think.
On Sunday, Mark, Suzi, Gabbie and Millie came and joined us at Pride Rock for lunch.
It was great to see them all and we had a lot of fun tripping over the guide ropes and throwing frisbys into each others faces. Dad was particularly pleased they came, especially when Mark said he’d help us take Winnie down again.
Let’s just hope they’re able to come the next time we go camping, or better still come just in time to help us take the tent down.
Posted by Isaac @ 11:28 PM
Tuesday, 11th September 2007
Hello, Hello, Hello, what’s going on here then?
“what do you reckon Isaac, shall we nik ‘em?”
“just be patient my son. Remember, we’ve got to catch them red handed”
“OK gov, you say when”
“Go, go, go … come on you’re letting them get away. And stop chatting up my mother”
Perhaps a career change is in order. I know, what about the fire brigade.
All this action took place at Hillbillies’ birthday party last weekend. Hillbillies is where I go to nursery twice a week. I have a great time playing with my mates.
Posted by Isaac @ 9:07 PM
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