How to Make Wilfred Stew
1. Find a big saucepan
2. Place ingredients (a Wilfred and some water) in pan
3. Put on heat and boil until tender
Yay – summertime again meaning I’ve got the SS Ibiza out. I have the added addition this year of a few ducks and some saucepans. Has kept me busy for hours.
It’s a balmy 25 degrees in Ibiza so I’ve cracked open my summer wardrobe including a new pair of crocs.
These are my absolute new favourite shoes. I haven’t taken them off. Nor do I allow any one else to remove them. It’s soon bath time and I considering wearing them for that too given that they’re waterproof!
Aquí estoy de vuelta en Ibiza . Hoy fuimos a almorzar por el puerto pesquero y conocí a un pescador. Él me llevó a bordo de su barco y me enseñó a destripar un pescado. una habilidad muy útil.
For those of you that aren’t bilingual like me (my granny bought me a Dora The Explorer book that helps me translate English into espanol) the above says:
“Here I am back in Ibiza. Today we went for lunch down by the fishing harbour and I met a fisherman. He took me on board his boat and taught me how to gut a fish. A very useful life skill.”
As usual the big M didn’t have her camera to hand for such an important life event – and all the ones on the Internet are a bit gruesome.
Speedy Gonzalez is now my name as I have a new wheels. The big M and D have invested in a Maclaren pushchair for me. It’s much smaller than my previous one and much lighter. It’s really comfy though and I love it.
We had a slight prang on the test drive. However, I came out the other side unscathed.
First stop Maclaren pushchair. Next stop F1!
Oh no! My two favourite words (well, my only words) came in use today. I’m in a bit of trouble. I raided the Big M’s bedside drawer and stole her bottle of newly-opened, Christmas-present perfume and poured it all over the carpet. All of it. Not a single drop left. I shook it for good measure, just to be sure.
Frankly I can’t see what the fuss is all about, the Big M and D’s bedroom now smells beautiful. Albeit quite strongly beautiful. In fact you can actually detect the aroma from pretty much anywhere in the house. It’s been a gift in some ways as we’ve now discovered which windows open!
And given that I didn’t blog yesterday. I just wanted to say thank you to my best friend for coming to see me.
Old MacWilfred had a farm e-i-e-i-o.
The real farmer has put his cows in our field. They’re gorgeous. He’s described them as lap cows – in that if they could they’d sit in your lap. They’re that friendly. I love them, particularly the calves.
Will definitely come and see them every day.
To take advantage of the beautiful weather, we took a jaunt to Lytes Cary Manor, just off the Podimore roundabout near our house. It was the first time we’ve been. It’s a gorgeous tudor house and with my new found walking skills I explored (in great detail) every bit.
We then went for a stroll in the garden. My favourite bit was the front garden which includes topary known as the 12 Apostles – 12 shaped hedges. I was hoping to have a picture taken walking amongst them… however, useless parentals left all photo taking devices at home.
So i’ve had to make do with this photo of me wearing the sticker I got.
Oh well good excuse to go back!