I have to watch out myself. If I stand still too long, I get dusted.
The day started with a double dose of sociability. Our neighbour, Liz, joined us for a cup of tea. Of course, we had just had breakfast but she had already walked her dog and seen to her sheep. She has been up and down to her field every day in the worst of the slippery conditions. She is tough.
After she went, we were visited by Dropscone for our customary cup of coffee. In answer to a request from Dropscone’s niece in Virginia, he has kindly sent me his recipe for drop scones and I append it here:
Dropscone’s drop scones:
Measurements are very vague as everything is done by feel.
Oil (veg, sunflower etc.) about 3 table spoons)
Sugar to taste. (T/P likes them sweet)
1 egg (hen)
Touch of salt
Beat with whisk (remember to put ingredients in bowl)
Add milk, about half a cup or a little more. Old milk works better.
Add self rising flour or plain with baking powder till you have a runny
batter that drops off a spoon. Note, it will thicken up so start with it quite soft.
Heat non stick frying pan on medium heat and put a smear of oil on the pan.
Drop mixture from spoon, about three at a time in pan and when they start to bubble turn with pallet knife. They will take less time to cook on the other side.
Remove from pan and eat as quickly as possible as they are at their best while still warm.
I personally can recommend them but I have the feeling that even if I followed the recipe carefully, they wouldn’t come out as well as his.
While all this conversation was going on, the weather was truly horrible outside. The forecast rain turned out to be a heavy sleet which added even more slush on top of the ice that was already there. Dropscone gave me a lift to the High Street after our coffee where I purchased some mince to see me through the worst of the weather.
Then I walked down to the Buccleuch Centre and book tickets for a number of forthcoming shows. The spring schedule has a lot of good stuff in it which I will no doubt report upon when we have been to the shows. Simon Mayor, the notable mandolin player, is coming to Keswick soon as well so we are in for treats all round. The going underfoot was very tricky and I had to walk with great care.
Thanks to the new camera, I was able to take pictures during the morning in very poor conditions. You can see the sleet in the photos.
Dropscone remarked how waterproof the birds feathers must be but even they began to look a bit bedraggled today.
Some of the birds seemed to be more damp-proof than others.
The bramblings were back in force today.
In the afternoon I was going to go for a walk but it was so horrible that I invited Bruce round to do some more work on the Railway section of the Heritage DVD. We are recording an illustrated journey up the old Langholm branch line and I am finding it very interesting so I hope the audience will too.
In the evening, I went to the bowling club and enjoyed an excellent hour of slot car racing with Grant. Unfortunately on the way back, I managed to fall over yet again. This time I suffered from nothing worse than a wet bum and a nagging feeling of stupidity. It was amazingly slippery considering that it had been raining steadily all day and if the temperature drops overnight, I dread to think what it will be like tomorrow.