Oat and Dark Choc Chip Cookies

It’s Mother’s Day tomorrow in the UK. Now, to me, it’s one of those annoying, commercialised events where you feel obliged to give something so as not to seem like a terrible daughter and there’s no shortage of mass produced tat available for purchase this weekend. To be honest, it’s way easier to pop to the high street (or the nearest petrol station) and buy a bunch of over priced flowers or a twee little knick-knack and that’s usually exactly what I end up doing, but this year it’s different.

We recently discovered these fantastic oaty chocolatey cookies which are both simple to make and easy on the pocket. We’ve already munched our way through a fair few batches (all the while telling ourselves that oats are really good for you), so it seemed like a good idea to bake some for our mums. The recipe comes from an excellent cook book that I picked up for a fiver in The Works – it’s called The Busy Mum’s Cookbook and contains a wealth of yummy things.

To make these cookies you will need:

100g or 4oz butter

150g or 5oz light brown muscovado sugar

1 large egg

1 tsp vanilla extract

150g or 5oz jumbo oats

pinch salt

75g or 3oz plain flour, sifted

200g or 7oz dark choc chips

1. Prehat your oven to 190c/fan 170c/gas 5. In a large mixing bowl beat together the butter and sugar until it’s pale and creamy. Next beat in the egg and vanilla extract. Fold in the oats, salt and flour then stir in th choc chips.

2. Drop spoonfuls onto a greased baking sheet (I get about 9 to a sheet and do two batches). Bake for around 12-15 minutes until pale golden, then remove from oven and place on a wire rack to cool. They can then be stored in an airtight container.

To make them more gifty, I popped them into a cellophane bag and tied it with ribbon before putting them into a pretty cardboard box with a lid. I reckon the cookies cost about a pound per batch and the box was three quid.

Perhaps the best thing about this make is that the ingredients are easy to come by so it’s not too late to whip up a batch for your mum today!

Penny Farthing Brooch

Possibly the cutest brooch in the world…?

We went for a trip out today. We haven’t done that too much lately, what with being busy moving house and all, but today we headed off to the fantastic Salt’s Mill and the wonderful model community that is Saltaire. Saltaire really is a little gem of a place which stands out all the more because of its relatively drab surroundings. The high street is peppered with nice places to eat alongside a good selection of vintage shops. It was in one of these shops that I found this adorable little brooch in the shape of a penny farthing bicycle. It was £4 which I thought was pretty good. The woman at the counter said that a few people had looked at it which begs the question, why didn’t they buy it, the fools? So, anyway, their loss is my gain. I intend to wear it on my navy blue duffle coat.

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Anitcipating

Christmas morning 2011

First things first, I cannot believe it’s been over two months since my last post. Life just took over recently and I’ve been too busy to really think about blogging and struggled to summon up any motivation. The main reason is that we’re in the middle of selling our house and buying another and if you’ve ever done either, you’ll know how energy sapping and soul destroying the process can be. Anyway, enough already, I’m back and what better time to re-enter the blogosphere than the lovely month of December?

I used to be a bit sneery about folk who put their trees up on the first of December, thinking it a bit vulgar almost, but I have to say that I’ve recently come to the conclusion that you might as well enjoy this time while it lasts. Let’s face it, it’s all about the build up isn’t it? Once the big day’s been and gone, then that’s it for another year, so why not start enjoying it early and make the most of it?

With this new found enthusiasm, we’re heading out to buy our tree later, directly after we’ve dropped in at our first Christmas fair of the season. M is helping to staff her Brownie stall (Brownie’s as in guides, not chocolate cakes) so we’ve promised to go and buy some of the mini Christmas cakes they’ve made. Bless them.

Everything seems to kick off in earnest this weekend and it’s all to look forward to. The work night out, the school nativity, the last minute shopping trips and the amazing panto at York Theatre Royal which is now a firm favourite with us – just some of the highlights of the next few weeks.

When does Christmas begin in your home?

How to Save a Life

I’ve spent the last two Saturdays giving mouth-to-mouth resuscitation to dummies and rolling complete strangers into the recovery position. Well, to be fair they were no longer strangers by the end of it.

As you may have guessed, I’ve been doing a First Aid course (if you had anything else in mind then you may find the rest of this post disappointing). Now, I’ve never done one before and to be honest I wasn’t keen on giving up two Saturdays to take part, but it’s important for my job at the pre school so I gritted my teeth and got on with it. The upshot is that I’ve come away feeling pretty confident that I could deal with a casualty if it came to it and it got me thinking about just what an important skill this is, so today’s post is a very quick and basic lesson in how to save a life.

Take this scenario. You’re walking along a busy street. Suddenly, someone steps out into the road without looking and they’re hit by a car. When you get to them, they are lying on the road, out cold. Besides calling an ambulance, what could you do to help?

For starters, you’d need to work out if they’re just unconscious (and if so you need to get them in the recovery position) or if they’ve stopped breathing aswell.  To check if a person is breathing you will need to first open the airway by tilting the chin (and therefore the head) backwards. The casualty will need to be lying flat on their back on a firm surface if possible. Place your ear to their mouth and listen for ten seconds. You can also watch to see if their chest is rising and falling. If there is no breathing (or very irregular breaths) after ten seconds, you should begin CPR (Cardiopulmonary Resuscitation). This is slightly hard to explain but essentially you will need to place one hand over the other and lock your fingers together then press down firmly on the casualty’s breastbone (sort of in the middle, between the ribs). You should push down to a depth of 5-6 cm. Next do thirty compressions (pushes) at a speed of about two per second which is pretty fast. When you’ve done this you then need to perform two inflation breaths. With the airway open, pinch the patient’s nostrils together and then place your mouth over theirs to form a seal. Now give two quick breaths checking to see that the chest rises after each one. You should then go back to thirty compressions followed by, you’ve guessed it, two inflation breaths. Now, ideally at some point the poor beggar will start to breathe normally and show signs of consciousness, but if they don’t, then you must continue the CPR process until the ambulance arrives. I’ll warn you it’s pretty intensive and exhausting.

If you’re dealing with a child by the way, then the same procedure applies except you should begin with five inflation breaths before going onto thirty compressions then two further breaths. For a child over one you should use one hand only and press to a depth of at least one third of the child’s body. For a baby, you should use two fingers.

The point of CPR is to maintain an oxygen supply to the body. Without it, that person has more or less no chance. With it, they could make a full recovery. The message is to just have a try. The casualty doesn’t have much to lose. Just remember, thirty compressions, two inflation breaths – easy!

I was lucky. My course was very thorough and covered lots of stuff besides CPR, but I think if you could learn one aspect of First Aid, then it should be this.

Twinkle Twinkle

I was browsing in my local Oxfam book shop over the weekend. I don’t often go in there but I was passing on my way to the hairdressers, sans children, and had a bit of time to spare, so in I went. Right by the door they had a tall shelving unit jam packed with vintage children’s books. Right on the top was a line of annuals and that’s when I spotted this.

It was nestled amongst five or six other Twinkle annuals of varying age. I picked up a couple of others first but it wasn’t until I got to this one, the 1980 edition, that I instantly recognised the front cover. It was a strange feeling, like being teleported back thirty odd years. When I opened it up I had the same sensation, as if it were only yesterday that I was reading Nurse Nancy and Winkle the Witch.

Nancy the Little Nurse

Winkle the Witch

I used to get Twinkle delivered every week from the local newsagent and I loved it. Looking at it now, it’s so wonderfully winsome and simple in a way that doesn’t really exist anymore. I would have been six and a bit in 1980 when this annual was published, just slightly younger than M is now. When I gave it to her to look at, she had a cursory flick through and then decared it “a bit boring” <sigh>. She then went back to reading her Agatha Parrot book which is fanastic, but soooo different to the wholesome delights of Twinkle.

When I sat down with it, there was a particular story which I really remembered, one about a Tiny Tooth Fairy. The images were so nostalgic and the whole experience made me a little teary-eyed. Not sure why. It was just hard to believe that thirty two years had passed since I’d last seen those pages.

The Tiny Tooth Fairy

Retro puzzle page

I checked on Ebay and it seems that Twinkle annuals are pretty easy to come by and don’t cost the earth. I paid £2.99 for this one ( the original price tag was still in the book and stated £1.05). Anyway, I think I might need to pay another visit to the Oxfam bookshop soon to see if they’ve still got those other editions on the top shelf. I can feel a collection coming on…

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Jean Genie

I had an unfortunate incident last week. I crouched down to get something from a low cupboard and heard an almighty ripping sound. On closer inspection the previously tiny tear in the knee of my jeans had split right across leaving a raggedy hole of the type which doesn’t suit a (almost) 38 year old woman.

Anyway, I was about to chuck them, but then saw sense and realised that there would be loads of ways of recycling them, so that’s what today’s post is all about. A kind of round up of uses for old denims.

Perhaps the most obvious way is to turn them into either shorts (easy, just snip of the legs ) or a skirt (trickier, but still straightforward). At least this way you still have something to wear.

If you’re not so bothered about that, then the world’s your oyster so how about making a tote bag, a rag rug or some handy little storage pot things. No? Then maybe a pair of denim slippers, a coffee cup holder or a cushion cover?

Little scraps and oddments are best for trinkets like corsages, hair clips, hanging decorations, coasters or stuffed toys whereas the back pockets can be perfect for purses, bags, wall storage hangers – really anything that requires a ready made sleeve or pouch.

It’s probably worth pointing put that you’ll need a sturdy needle on your sewing machine for most of these makes, by the way.

Once I started googling ‘uses for old jeans’, I found myself a bit overwhelmed by the possibilities. To be honest, some of the ideas were totally naff but others were brilliant. All I need to do now is decide what to do with mine. Of course, I could just patch up the hole or relegate them to ‘mucky job wear’ status, but that’s a bit dull, right?

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Review: Jokers’ Masquerade

I walked into the living room dressed in a very fetching witch’s costume the other day. Let me be clear that this isn’t something I usually do, in fact I’ve never really gone in for fancy dress at all, but I was asked to review a women’s Halloween costume so I was keen to give it a whirl. Anyway, as I was saying, I stood in the living room doorway wearing a long black dress and pointy hat. I gave a little cough to alert my daughters to my presence. M barely looked up from the computer, but eventually mumbled something about me looking ‘weird’. K turned around, laughed and then asked if she could get her own fancy dress things out.

I chose this particular witchy get up as I couldn’t envisage myself sporting one of the more sexy looks. Nothing wrong with them, they’re just not me. They have an amazing range over at Jokers’ Masquerade, there really is something for everyone, including dogs apparently. My outfit is a long stretchy black dress with a big stand up collar and long drapey sleeves. The contrasting purple and black and the silver belt buckle create a nice effect. It’s good quality fabric and well made too. I picked size small which is a 6-8 (even though I’m more of a 10-12 in dresses) but in my limited experience with fancy dress costumes I knew that they tend to be on the big side. This one fits well although I’m sure the next size up would have been fine too. The matching hat really finishes the look off.

Now, I know you’re probably thinking that it’s AGES til Halloween, but in fact it’s only about three month’s away and it’s getting bigger each year in the UK, so it’s definitely a good idea not to leave your costume search til the last minute. Whether you’re after a Halloween witch costume or something a little more alternative, Jokers Masquerade is a great place to start. Mwah ha ha ha ha haaaaaa.