Pea Therapy
I have my son and his friend to lunch today. I’ve just been shelling peas, which is something that I haven’t done since I was a child.
It seemed to be good therapy for my bad left hand!
I have my son and his friend to lunch today. I’ve just been shelling peas, which is something that I haven’t done since I was a child.
It seemed to be good therapy for my bad left hand!
September 19, 2010 - Posted by AnonW | Food, Health | Cooking, Stroke
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What this blog will eventually be about I do not know.
But it will be about how I’m coping with the loss of my wife and son to cancer in recent years and how I manage with being a coeliac and recovering from a stroke. It will be about travel, sport, engineering, food, art, computers, large projects and London, that are some of the passions that fill my life.
And hopefully, it will get rid of the lonely times, from which I still suffer.
Why Anonymous? That’s how you feel at times.
Lovely getting fresh peas, I’m sure you’ll have a marvellous lunch. Did you get a good gravy recipe? I’m not very good with gravy I’m afraid.
Lesley
Comment by Lesley Maciver | September 19, 2010 |
The peas weren’t that good, but it was the only low point. The best peas I had were some that were diverted between the viner and the Bird’s Eye factory, when we lived in the middle of pea country.
I’m not a great lover of peas, as C didn’t like things like broccoli, cabbage, broad beans and cauliflower. So it was always peas for supper! After she died, my cholesterol rose as I wasn’t eaiting enough soluble fibre. So I now eat aot of baked beans to make up.
The dog is also pleased, as she’ll get the remainder of the flesh off the chicken.
Comment by AnonW | September 19, 2010 |