ive set a goal for myself to make each and everything from this cookbook.

so far i have made marmite and cress sandwiches, cinnamon toast, flapjacks and honey biscuits. yum

now all ai have to do is decide that i really ought to see petula clark and jane birkin considering they are both playing concerts this month. even though i am already seeing the wedding present too. how exiting!

xx

up the junction

a [Sir William] Russell Flint

Cecelia Reclining

I could not speak for amazement at your beauty

As you came, down the Garrick stair,

Grey-green eyes like the turbulent

Atlantic And floppy schoolgirl hair.

I could see you in a Sussex teashop,

Dressed in peasant weave and brogues,

Turning over, as firelight shone on brassware,

Last year’s tea-stained Vogues.

I could see you as a large-eyed student,

Frowning as you tried to learn,

Or, head flung back, the confident girl prefect,

Thrillingly kind and stern.

I could not speak for amazement at your beauty;

Yet when you spoke to me,

You were calm and gentle as a rock pool

Waiting, warm, for the sea.

Wave on wave, I plunged in them to meet you -

In wave on wave I drown;

Calm rock pool, on the shore of my security

Hold me when the tide goes down.

Sir John Betjeman