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The Seed of an Idea

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Yesterday I switched WP on to find that my Comments screen was subtly different. Not better, not more efficient, not easier to use/read, just different. It is rather like one of those 1950s black and white films where the group of beleaguered actors hear war drums in the distance, or see smoke signals in the sky. You know that things are going to become worse before they got better. At least they did generally get better in the films, there is no such guarantee in modern technical matters.

Summer Pudding

I also blogged a little and, having had a bad night, slept. Mostly I slept, watched TV and read  crime fiction. Having had a slow start I decided to call it a day of relaxation. I did that to differentiate it from all the other days where I slept and watched TV but didn’t give the day a name. My sister called and went shopping with Julia. We had pasta bake garlic bread and summer pudding  in the evening, followed (in my case at least) by a game of “Hunt the Seeds” There were a lot of seeds in the summer pudding but I think I may . . .

No,  a last minute prod with a toothpick/flosser has just brought more to light, despite  two sessions with an electric toothbrush and a previous attempt to floss.

There are two ways I could see this. One would be to discuss age, teeth and the nature of summer pudding. This could go the gastronomy route, the philosophy route or the moaning old man route.

Summer pudding after the first slice

Or I could develop a whole new technology based on the ability of seeds to conceal themselves in dental gaps. I’m not clear how I could harness this property of seeds (super-concealability, I’m thinking of calling it) but I’m thinking if you had the right set of teeth you could conceal a lot of small things. It may have implications for future computer design or AI. Or it may just be a way to set up a joke about the consciences of politicians or the brains of influencers.

Today, the comments screen seems to have returned to normal, leading me to think that there are changes afoot, or that I dreamed the whole thing. Which, I wonder, is the most likely?

I’m going now. I may be back later.

A slice of Summer Pudding

Have you spotted the photographic theme yet?

 

 

Summer pudding after the first slice

Julia made Ratatouille and Summer Pudding, which we had for tea tonight. Well, it was a form of Ratatouille. It included courgette and beans from the garden and a squash from the garden of a friend of my sister. That part of the meal was both fresh and low in food miles. The tomatoes, mushrooms, garlic and aubergines were less virtuous, but the it was a vegetarian meal, which is good for us.

The American spellchecker is playing up over courgette and aubergine. I suppose it will be happier with zucchini and eggplant.

Not content with trying to force spellings on me, the USA seems to be trying to manipulate my vocabulary. What a world we live in.

After the main course we had Summer Pudding. Black currants, red currants, blueberries, raspberries and strawberries. We had blackberries in the freezer but she forgot they were there. It was excellent.

Meanwhile, having been let down by the chip shop a couple of weeks ago, I have been looking for pickled eggs in the supermarkets. They don’t seem to have them down here. I always knew there would be problems in moving south, but I hadn’t anticipated a pickled egg famine. They are available on the internet but the price (even with “free” delivery) is ruinous.

Tomorrow, I will be looking for a suitable jar. I already have all the ingredients apart from eggs, so will have to order some at the weekend.

Did you know that some vinegars contain gluten? It hadn’t occurred to me that malt vinegar, produced from barley, would have gluten, but it does. So does vinegar made from rye. That was another bit of learning – I hadn’t realised you could make vinegar from rye.

That’s about all for now.  Sorry I’m not more dynamic, but that is just the way it is.

A slice of Summer Pudding