25 years of wind and rain...

Yesterday I went out to visit my aunt. I needed to get an earlier train, which had bad connections and left me with ten minutes in Bray station. I didn't mind too much - the last time I went through the station without having to change, I noticed that they were replacing the original murals from 1984 with mosaics. About time too, they've been getting more and more shabby as time has gone by.
1984 was the year they electrified the line and introduced the DART service. Before that it was diesel trains. We lived 5 miles beyond Bray, on a stretch which wasn't electrified till well after I had left home. So for us, Bray station was the one we used most. In fact it's still a pretty minimal service out to Greystones...
It was so dark and dismal and wet that I just had my pocket camera with me, not expecting any photo opportunities at all...
The first picture shows the diesel trains that I remember so well:


This is one of the DARTs - presumably the original 1980s version. They are now on the third or fourth upgrade - but the old ones are still the most comfortable, I think.



1870s - well, obviously I don't remember that! Where we are now, we occasionally hear steam trains run past, though, for special events.

Somewhere, but I didn't take time to unearth it, is a picture of a gang of us at the far terminus to Bray, in 1984. Me, C before we were even going out, and several others. Not quite sure I want to find it and see what 25 years has done to us.

A hotch potch of scraps.

I had to make a quiche for work last Friday. We were out on Thursday night, so I made the pastry and cooked the bacon and onion, and left myself a list of everything to remember at 6.30 on Friday morning. After I had my shower and while the quiche was still in the oven, I realised I'd forgotten the extra-mature cheese I'd specially bought. To put it bluntly, I'd forgotten to add any cheese at all. No wonder there didn't seem to be as much filling as I expected and I was left with an empty round pie shell. On Saturday I dealt with that by turning it into a Pear and Frangipane Tart. (Everyone said how lovely and moist the quiche was, and there wasn't a scrap left - I still haven't confessed!)

Which reminded me of this easy pear recipe which I used to cook as a dessert when I was catering for Wet, Wild and Windy Weekends in the Scripture Union centre around this time of the year.
Bake Pears in Caramel Syrup: for 6-8
Take 6-8 medium sized ripe pears, peel, cut in half and scoop out the cores. Roll gently around in a dish with 3 tblsp of lemon juice, to prevent discolouring.
Arrange the pears cut side down in a shallow dish just the right size to hold them. all. Drizzle any remaining lemon juice over, and then sprinkle with enough cinnamon and ginger to give a taste but not be too strong.
In a pan, heat 8 ounces / 1 cup sugar till it melts and goes pale golden brown. Pour it over the pears, making sure to keep your hands well above the dish, as the caramel will spit on contact with the pears and lemon juice.
Bake at 190C / Mark 5/ 375F for about half an hour, till pears are tender. Serve warm with some of the syrup from the pan, and vanilla icecream or thick whipped cream.
Now I want upside-down pear gingerbread - and with the weather having got as cold as it has, it's the time of year for it. I finished my sweater in perfect time.

I don't often post cards here, but I was so happy with how this one turned out, given that it was for a difficult situation - someone leaving work because of redundancy.

Promenade Plantée

Some time back I mentioned that I'd put up some photos of the Promenade Plantée in Paris.
Well, today's the day. It's a limbo sort of day, C is at home after having a tooth out yesterday.
The Promenade is a linear park, 4.5 km long, starting from the Bastille area along an old disused railway viaduct, and ending up near the Bois de Vincennes. There's some good information about it on Paris Walking Tours

Up some steps and you're in a different world, walking with lovely views over the city and all the greenery to enjoy too. All that green ironwork is just like Les Halles, too.







This next one was where we had come down from the higher levels and were down at ground level (and passing under the road) where cycle and skateboarding tracks were included.

And this one was where we were crossing a street.


Doing this walk had the extra bonus for us that we discovered that the metro station at Bastille was where the Canal St. Martin re-surfaced after its underground stage. We'd walked most of it another year, but stopped where it went underground - this year we picked up again at Bastille and walked the short distance down to the Seine.

Autumn in the Park

I was just about at the stage of turning the lamb tagine down to simmer for an hour and a half when C said it was such a lovely day that a walk in the park would be nice. I said sure, how about we go in 5 minutes. Apparently he was thinking of the afternoon after dinner, but since it's now a solid grey sky, I am glad we went when we did.As it was, it was pretty grey by the time we turned to come back, but it was lovely to be out. No heron on the pond, and we weren't near the deer area, so it's just leaves and bare trees.

More Botanics...

Today has been mostly grey and often wet with the occasional sunny spell. We are so glad we have yesterday to remember. After I did a batch conversion of my RAW files to jpg, C took a selection to make himself a grass-themed desktop for his work computer; he's just discovered Picasa.

Botanics - and finished sweater

Listening to the wind howling and the rain beating on the window, it's wonderful that this morning we had a lovely trip to the Botanic Gardens. I'd got up at 8, when it was grey and cloudy, so I thought it wasn't likely to happen. I made cookies and cleaned the kitchen windows, and by the time C surfaced at 9.30, it was getting to be bright and sunny, so after breakfast we headed out. For the first while it was beautiful and sunny - later on it clouded over, but it was always mild and dry.
C took the photo of me in my sweater, and didn't point out there was too much light on my face - but it's the sweater you're meant to be looking at. He was also distressed when his shadow filled the foreground of one photo he took - but he's getting a lot more adventurous with his photography these days, and always makes sure I have my little camera along with me for him, if I have my big one.
More pictures to follow tomorrow - right now it's time to go and start cooking the roast beef and Yorkshire puddings which I couldn't do earlier in the week because C was having trouble with a crown...and with an extraction to come on Tuesday, I'm getting my roast in now!

The grassy part of the gardens was amazing - I don't think I've ever seen it looking so good. It helped that the light was so lovely, and all the grasses had flowered and were looking their most beautiful. This photo might even make it into the calendar that C is doing.


We'd seen some crocuses in the Alpine House in pots, but how much lovelier to see these ones growing under one of the trees...


I always forget to bring nuts for the squirrels. Yep, there's a warning not to feed them in the car park, in case you get bitten - but how else are you meant to get close enough for good pictures? When someone else feeds them...

Robin - again

Just a couple of quick pictures. We've had a lot of heavy rain this week, apart from today. Yesterday I was taking a quick photo of a card in a dry spell, and friendly little robin came out to play. I can get pretty close before he takes off - and then he comes back pretty quickly, so he's obviously not too stressed by it. So these photos are the full frame, not cropped at all, and not even with the long zoom, just the 40-150mm.

Past reflections

One night earlier in the week I had to go to bed right after dinner with a bad migraine. Later on when it was more manageable, C came in with his laptop to choose some photos. When he was doing his PhotoShop course last year, two of his projects were based on the Botanic Gardens, and one of them was 6 months of a calendar. He promised his brother in Australia that he'd send him a calendar, and I've been pointing out that if he doesn't get it done soon, I'll just have to buy one as usual.
This isn't one of the photos he's going to use, but I liked it at the time, just never got round to uploading it.

Farmleigh

Just a couple of quick pictures from yesterday. We'd arranged to meet my sister - and were lucky enough to have the lovely sunshine from Friday evening carry over...
Autumn colour by the house:

Autumn colour by the lake:

My sister's two dogs - the one with the blue bandana is her new one, just ten months old. She was so good on the leash - seemed blissfully unaware of all the squirrels that were catching Missie's attention.

A little coal tit on the patio during the week:

Park Pics

Just a couple of photos from the park last night. After a mostly grey week, except for Monday, the weather took a turn for the sunnier yesterday afternoon. So when C got home from work, as soon as we'd had coffee we headed out to the park. And since he's been telling me all week about how he keeps seeing the deer on his way to work, I stuck the long zoom in my pocket...