Buttered Crumpets

Some trivia!

We’re very lucky here, able to self-isolate together on this beautiful island; and unlikely to catch the virus, therefore, unless it can be spread – like a lot of diseases here – by the deers and badgers who are almost our only neighbours. We’ve got each other; and the telly, of course, and lots of ‘streamed’ programmes to watch – a terrible period drama on Netflix, sub-Jane Austen with added rumpy-pumpy; The Crown, which was OK; and The Detectorists, which we liked a lot – plus wi-fi and Zoom for our work and for Kajsa’s teaching. But we’ve been out in the sticks here for six months now, and are beginning to get just a little stir-crazy. Spring promised to come twice, but then disappointed, with more snow. And for me the last straw was running out of proper English marmalade. The stuff they make here is far too sweet.

Then, however, came salvation. First of all the local shop started stocking ‘Hasses Pomeransmarmelad’, which turns out to be made from Seville Oranges, and just like the marmalade I used to make dozens of jars of back in the day. Kajsa’s bought me six jars (50 kronor each). Apparently Hasse lives on the island. – And then we suddenly learned of a chap who makes crumpets, which I haven’t had for years. He’s an Englishman who used to be Chief Pastrycook at the Grand Hotel in Stockholm, no less. He’s going to post me some.

Good to see some resistance to Lady Macbeth’s Police Bill, though I’m not sure whether the violence in Bristol will hinder or help it. I wondered about agents provocateurs. I wouldn’t put it past this government to engineer a Reichstag Fire.

About bernardporter2013

Retired academic, author, historian.
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2 Responses to Buttered Crumpets

  1. I never had much time for Patrick Pearse, but I must say that some of his lines would suit the Bristol moment.
    And I say to my people’s masters: Beware,
    Beware of the thing that is coming, beware of the risen people,
    Who shall take what ye would not give.
    Did ye think to conquer the people,
    Or that Law is stronger than life and than men’s desire to be free?
    We will try it out with you, ye that have harried and held,
    Ye that have bullied and bribed, tyrants, hypocrites, liars! PEARSE, The Rebel.
    Was it not the Poll Tax rioters who really rid us of Margaret Thatcher?
    In the pandemic absence of a functioning parliament or a parliamentary opposition, in the aftermath of a referendum that will prove more disastrous than the coup of Napoleon III, might not an incompetent proto-fascist government of neo-Thatcherites need to be removed by the risen people?

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