Leave

Today and Friday I am on annual leave.

So far today I have: slept until 5.00, fed cats and gone back to bed till 10.30 due to hangover.

Spent an hour dealing with a work issue.

Spent fifteen minutes dealing with an artistic work issue.

I am currently running a bath; I will have a slow bath.

This afternoon I shall be writing - yes, I know that that is work, but the power that is insists we sign up for leave. I will have seven days left over at the end of the academic leave year as it is.

Those evenings and weekends - not set off against leave. Officially, anyway.

Culinary - Ooh, You are Offal

I recently purchased some lambs kidneys, and then, on Sunday dirt cheap, chopped ox's hearts. I turned to Hugh Fairly-Witless's tome on meat, but the recipe for faggots seems to require even more offal, though I guess it is a flexible recipe.

Since virtually all my other books are vegetarian, anyone any thoughts? I suspect it's save the meat till autumn, and s-l-o-w-l-y stew.

ETA: Canterbury Casserole? That feels ... fortuitous.


Today I bought BBQ chicken, and nowhere does it say how long to cook for. I assumed it was cooked already - but for the runniness of the sauce and the softness of the skin. I finally spotted the words "raw meat" somewhere, and grilled it before I ate any more.