Day Thirteen - The Best Thing Since Sliced Bread?

 

Sliced bread is dangerous!!  

It's oh so easy to pull out a slice and toast it ... just because you fancy a slice.  Would I have had this very early morning slice of toast if I had had to get out the bread knife and the chopping board, I think not.  I would have waited for my weetabix.

No wonder the National Loaf was unsliced and often quite stale, less temptation to eat it just for the sake of eating it.  Or maybe I'm just lazy.  😁

My main breakfast after the temptation of earlier.

Double breakfasting was a good idea though really, because soon after eating my weetabix we had to hit the road at 6.20am to get to Mum's before the cleaning company came to give her little bungalow a deep clean.  We could not have left her on her own to supervise this so soon after coming out of hospital.

The rest of today's food was bought on the road to Mum's and while we were there.  Not on the ration, but I'm classing it as eating out at the British Restaurants.

https://youtu.be/lV6J24V1G6I

Yet another brilliant little YouTube film.

Sue xx

Day Ten - Porridge, Pots and Leek Pudding

 

After a good breakfast of porridge and an apple we set off once more down to Manchester.

This time we headed directly to Mum's bungalow to get it ready for her return.  We had arranged for a small team of cleaners to do a deep clean of the bungalow next Tuesday in preparation for her coming home, but then plans were thwarted when the hospital rang me to say she was being discharged the next day.  So, we snapped into action and got there a couple of hours before she was due.

My brother took a half day off work and went to get Mum some shopping and sort out all the things that he normally does for Mum, I did a minor clean of the kitchen areas that she or her carer would need to use over the weekend, including washing all the pots left from just before Mum fell that had lain abandoned for two weeks.  Alan started clearing the floor to make getting around for Mum much easier with her rollator, and then repositioned her telephone next to her chair by tacking an extension cable along the picture rail and safely down the side of the door.  Now when everyone starts phoning to see how she's getting on she won't have to cross to the other side of the room to answer it ... much better.

Between us we got the bungalow safer and then before we knew it she was home.  Literally five minutes after she was brought in the carer arrived to introduce herself and give us all the details of the care package from their side of it. 

It's nice to have it all in place, but of course this is nothing of course to do with my rationing Challenge and all plans of ration meals went straight out of the window for the day.  Lunch was a sandwich hastily grabbed from Booths before we headed for the motorway and supper ... eaten very late on our return ... was once again a Chinese curry sauce and rice.

https://youtu.be/AAxtin4dyQ8

Episode Two of a Wartime Kitchen and Garden for your perusal, while I have a much calmer day.

Sue xx