In case you’d prefer not to read about the tribulations of Khan and my mother’s death, an extra post Just For You.
Al asked me if I could provide 12 globe artichokes for a customer. I was very pleased. What discerning taste, I thought, to serve artichokes for her party. “She’s planning to dry and spray them for decoration,” he said lugubriously. I was affronted. What a waste! We’ve sold them to her though. Her call. Another customer has asked for 20 butternut squashes. The variety I grew this year had lots of little fruit, which is quite good as the ones the wholesaler sends are very large. I just hope this customer is going to cook them and not display them as gourds.
WI was extremely jolly and all the food was eaten. Ro was very helpful and decorated all the cakes, chocolate and meringues. A disc of chocolate makes a very good base, by the way; in this case for spoonsful of chocolate mousse, but you could use other things, such as half a walnut, some fruit purée or mousse or some coffee cream, for example. Extremely gratifying were the cries of “You’re so thin!” which I was greeted with – I haven’t been much this year and it’s in the next village so not many people have seen me.
By the way, we don’t sing Jerusalem. Yes, most WIs do. We don’t.
You might remember, some weeks ago, I mentioned that a rather large valuation is in the offing for us, though we’ll be doing it at a reduced price because we’re nice that way. We’ve now discovered that the organisation (the collection is not in private hands) has lost the inventory. It will be a huge amount of work. We’re not thrilled – it’s not the work but the complete inefficiency that gets us. Well, me. The Sage hasn’t said much, because he’s patient.
Today, I’m off to visit my girlies, Weeza and Zerlina.