Friday, July 08, 2011

Purple haze, french bean and rice noodle.

1. Our wisteria is having a second blossoming --not as fulsome and generous as the spring effort, but no less welcome for all that.

2. The lead shoot of my french bean coiled round and round the cane.

3. When half the rice noodle is has been sucked in, it occurs to me that perhaps giving it to Alec was a bad idea. I go to pull it out -- but he sucks back harder. He is quite affronted when I fish in his mouth for it -- but the whole six inches really has gone.

As needed, forgotten cake and syrup.

1. I promised myself I wouldn't moan and grumble about it -- but I do. And as if by magic, a very kind friend produces the required blaz...