I made soup and risotto tonight, two of my favourite soothing foods. Soothing to make, that is, lots of chopping and stirring. I’d made stock yesterday, so wanted to use it up. I’m quite in the mood for cooking but, as I said yesterday, the kitchen is too hot at this time of the year to spend very long in there. I’ve promised to do some cooking for Weeza for the freezer (that rhyme was unintentional) so that she has some easy meals once the baby is born. Only another five weeks before he is due, she’s glad to have started maternity leave. She can’t quite believe now that she carried on until three weeks before her due date last time, and was working in London at the time, travelling from Islington to Belgravia every day.
One helpful thing she did before finishing work was to help us register our septic tanks. This is a new thing brought in by the Environment Agency, we didn’t know about it but she did, because the people she works for own a large country estate in Norfolk and there are a number of houses, none of them on mains drainage. I suppose they are contacting larger landowners before those with only one or two tanks, but we have got it done early. Our septic tank is brilliant, it just digests away and doesn’t need any attention at all. And the water we use, having been duly filtered and so on, returns to the ground and isn’t wasted by being piped away.