This is Number Two in the series about Scone Consumption.
Julia’s brother and sister-in-law were up visiting their grandson. That’s my great-nephew. Obviously it’s a bit too soon to make a judgement but he’s shaping up nicely – decent chunky build and a tendency to eat anything left in range. I’m sixty years older than he is but we clearly share the same attitude to food.
I limited myself to a scone and jam, as we met in John Lewis. It’s convenient, butΒ there is a tendency to need a mortgage if you get too adventurous with the menu. Plus I really don’t need the fat or the calories.
I used to shop there regularly but they aren’t really my sort of shop these days. Too old-fashioned, too drab, wrong size profile and, let’s face it, too expensive. I once asked a question about the lack of large sizes via one of their employees and the General Manager’s (uncensored) replyΒ was that they didn’t cater for freaks.
What with that and the store detective following me round one day and muttering “watch this one” to a member of the management team, I decided not to bother shopping there again. I’ve not missed it.
However, back to scones and jam. The scones were OK, though nothing special. The jam was OK too, made in Tiptree in Essex – well known for its jam, though still mass produced. Ditto for the coffee. I had an Americano, which is what used to be called “a coffee” in the days before coffee became pretentious. I checked it up on Wiki and they, being Wiki, have quite a bit on the subject. I’d have been happy with a nice instant coffee.
I’ve provided a link to Tiptree as I like Tiptree. I haven’t provided links to John Lewis or Americano as I don’t want to encourage them.
That’s about it – not much about scones but some days are like that.

Scones and Jam – John Lewis
I can’t remember the last time I bought anything from John Lewis; they have ideas above their station. What a nasty experience you had there! I have nearly caught up and should soon be back to regular commenting.
Yes, they do. Pace yourself Clare, you have plenty to do!
Thanks, Simon! What a gent!
π Thank you. I look forwards to regular news from Suffolk in the coming year…
I am just about to start writing a post. When I’ll finish it well, your guess is as good as mine! π
I am sure it will be excellent when it is finished. You could do what I do and write short ones π
I think that an excellent idea. My last one was shorter than normal π
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It doesn’t do to think too much, I find! π
It never seems to do me any good…
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“a nice instant coffee.” That is what is known as a contradiction in terms. Good looking scones though.
It’s the “instant” I like.
Fair enough.
Strangely, I mainly drink tea and don’t mind waiting for that.
What. The. Heck. What an unfriendly place. Made me smile, though, to read how you and your grandnephew are what my mother would have called “good eaters.” And she always meant it as a compliment. π
It’s always taken as a compliment in my family! π
Is it just my association or has the photograph been inspired by a surgical process?
It looks like scones to me. π
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Scone looks good, my preference is for the cheese variety, Springfields at Spalding is the place for odd sized clothing.
I like cheese scones. I once developed a recipe for date and stilton scones, but people are very unadventurous. π
There was a breakfast place back east that had the best blueberry-oat scones on this continent. There will never be scones like those to be found ever again. π
Perhaps you could bring the recipe back to life with some judicious experimenting.
I tried once, a dismal failure. Perhaps I will give it another shot though!
Persistence is good. I persisted with my date and Stilton scones. Then I found I was the only one who liked them. π
Is that “freak” comment true? And “watch this one”? If so, I think a movie needs to be made. Julia Roberts and Hugh Grant should star.
Yes, both true. We were both watched, having dropped in late on Saturday after a day gardening in old clothes.
There is no excuse for a business to do that to customers. At least they can be discreet!
Yes, you would have thought so. π
Wow.