This tree is on the back boundary of our neighbour’s property and he no longer lives there. Our daughter, while she was visiting us last week, noticed a similar tree on the nature strip on our house street and asked what type of tree it was. I had sussed this out the previous year and found out that it was a loquat tree. I have never eaten loquats before but our daughter thought it would be worth a try. She got on to Pinterest
and found many recipes using loquats and we decided to give loquat crumble a try. The recipe comes from the website The Domestic Front.
We forgot to take pictures as we were assembling the crumble until it was ready to go into the oven.
The loquats have large seeds and we removed the skins. You can leave the skin on but we decided not to.
The cooked crumble was delicious and it is a taste that I really like. It is difficult to describe but it is sort of like a mix of rhubarb and apple. There is tartness to it but it was also sweet. The texture is similar to pear.
As you can see from the photo there is a good crop so I will be trying out some other loquat recipes.
This rabbit has taken up residence in our citrus orchard. It seems to be a domesticated rabbit but we have no idea from where it came. It doesn’t seem to be frightened of humans and it doesn’t dig holes, unlike the wild rabbits that we have here.
Those of you who know me well will know of my love of butter. As I was “shaving off a bit of butter” for my morning toast this morning it brought back memories of my mum and dad.
There are many reasons for this but the first one is the fact that the butter formed into a curl. The curl was what triggered the memories. Mum used to get us to curl the butter when she had visitors coming. The tool we used was a very basic piece of equipment and I always had great difficulty in getting the butter to make curls to my satisfaction. Mine never turned out quite like those expert ones in the photo below.
The tool we used wasn’t in a curved shape, it was a flat blade with the serrations on it, the blade being the width of the butter curl.
In my breakfast photo of the butter curl you can see our butter dish. Our original butter dish was one that I sent away for after watching Peter Russell Clarke on television. He used to sprout about how butter makes it better and there was a special offer for a cheap butter dish. It looked just like the one I have now. The original was broken many years ago. If you have no idea who Peter Russell Clarke is you will need to check out this short video.
The memories of my dad was that he used to rib me about the amount of butter I used. He would say things like “Are you sure you have enough butter with your bread?”
It’s interesting how an everyday event can trigger so many memories.
I then remembered how we used to be sent for the messages. The grocer was Mr Green (correction – Mr Storer, my sister has a better memory than I do) and he used to parcel up the butter after cutting off the amount we required. We also used to get Lurpak butter, which was Danish, and New Zealand butter. My childhood was spent in Scotland.
My latest piece of knitting, in between the knitting of the shawl I am making, is this quirky piece I found in an old craft book I had.
The pattern calls for 7mm needles and chunky wool. No tension given so I assumed that 14 ply would be the type that was used. I have knitted the orange and black one but it looks to be much smaller that the one illustrated. Maybe when it is stuffed it will look bigger as the wool will stretch.
I haven’t sewn the pieces together yet but I will post a picture of the finished articles later. This is the book where I found the pattern.
I borrowed this book from the library. I had read a great deal in the media about this book a few years ago but only now have I got round to borrowing it.
Australia, at the moment is going through a period where petty politics is playing a large part when it comes to people seeking asylum here. I wont get into the debate but I will say that Australia is a huge country and surely there is enough room and resources for those seeking asylum.
Anh Do is an Australian comedian and started off by doing shows on what it was like to be an immigrant in an immigrant family in Australia.
His book tells of his life as he grew up in Australia as a poor, Vietnamese refugee. He also tells how his family escaped Vietnam in a boat and the difficulties that entailed.
This is a very easy book to read as it is really just a collection of incidents in his life and he manages to find the humour in the most trying circumstances.
It’s a good book, full of humour. It shows how refugees work hard to make the most of the opportunity they have been given by being in a new country that is safe for them. Now why don’t the politicians realise this?
Common people common dreams
(I realise it has the copyright mark on it but I have read the copyright on the website and the general public can use the cartoon image for free)