The Line of Peas

Hake and Chips in Cromer

I fell asleep in my chair last night, slept for nearly three hours, got up. went to bed, didn’t stop to look at emails or anything, and slept five hours more. At that point, just after 5am, I got up and started “work” as I call it. It’s taken me just over an hour to read blogs, comment and read emails. It’s 5.24 and I’m beginning to feel tired again. I also feel hungry. The diet must be working.

Overnight, I have had an acceptance for a haibun, the one I thought was likely to be refused. This is good.

Haddock Special at the Dolphin Fish Bar, Sutton on Sea

I also have a new pen. Julia made it during wood turning yesterday. She actually made three but one had an internal fault in the wood which, at a certain point, snagged on the cutting tool she was using and almost snapped it. Fortunately she survived without damage or injury, though the kit of pen fittings is now useless as some was already fitted and is not salvageable. That still leaves two – one for me and one for Number One Son’s birthday present. She’s getting quite good at it now and I have a pen and a pen pot to show for it. They are in the living room at the moment as my office is too cluttered to display such things.

After the Pea Soup yesterday, I moved on to reading some of the history of pea soup. I used to make pease pudding for Living History events and yesterday’s pea soup brought back many memories. Its modern descendent is, of course, mushy peas, as seen on many of my pictures of fish and chips. It’s nice to be part of a tradition.

Haddock Special at the Fishpan, Scarborough

 

22 thoughts on “The Line of Peas

    1. quercuscommunity Post author

      Welcome back! Newark, Cromer, Lincolnshire, Yorkshire. I am a man of cosmopolitan tastes. I just checked you up on Amazon and see you have a second novel out now. All I need to do is find my Kindle, which I misplaced a while ago, and I’ll be good to go. 🙂

      How are things going?

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      1. Charlie

        Thank you, glad I found you again, eventually! My last Blog was deleted, long story and not really interesting. Good to see you still out there! Yes, I finally got around to a second one. All good here, hope you and Julia are ok.

      2. quercuscommunity Post author

        We’re good thanks. We moved to Peterborough. I needed a bungalow and we wanted to be nearer family now we are retired. I’m a little concerned about the dividing line between retirement and death but I seem to be getting it right so far. (I had sepsis twice last year and Julia had an accident in the garden and nicked her jugular vein.) Fortunately we aren’t far from the hospital. 🙂

      3. Charlie

        Ah Peterborough, that’s even further south! Good to be near family though. I too retired so I can relate. Ooo! sepsis sounds horrible. I saw a notice in the Dr’s. Symptom of sepsis… You feel like you are going to die. Not quite sure how that would feel. How on earth do you nick a jugular? I’ll have to search for a post, I’m sure you have explained it somewhere. I only had pnuemonia twice. Which in comparison feels a little feeble now 😂

        She was moving a large plant pot, didn’t think to ask for help, stumbled, dropped it and fell on one of the points formed from the smashing. Very bloody and very upsetting. I liked that plant pot. 🙂

      4. quercuscommunity Post author

        That’s one of the things with getting older – I’m ill for a week and laid up recovering for two more. My knowledge of antiques and US Police methods is increasing daily.

      5. Charlie

        I’m trying to be sensible, but my legs always want to run that little bit further and head wants to be on the trails. Then I get another injury. But I’m trying 😂

      6. quercuscommunity Post author

        It’s hard to do less, particularly when you are addicted to exercise and do your thinking as you run. Being naturally lazy and immature, my words on rest, recovery and common sense would be hypocritical at best. 🙂

    1. quercuscommunity Post author

      Yes, people do some great work with it. My grandfather was a good carver when he put his mind to it, but he usually made more utilitarian products. One of my aunts inherited his skills. I thought about taking it up, but the thoughts coincided with he onset of arthritis..

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  1. Laurie Graves

    Pea soup was a staple for Franco-Americans for quite a while. My mother loved it. Have to admit, until I started blogging, I had never heard of mushy peas. I’ve never seen them here.
    Hope you will at some point include a picture of your pen. Hats off to Julia!

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    1. quercuscommunity Post author

      Yes, the pen will be making an appearance. She has done well o progress so far in such a short time.
      I never make proper mushy peas at home, because the tinned ones are so easy, though not quite as good. Maybe I should go back to basics. 🙂

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