Today is Sunday, 20th September

Sundays were always popular for lie ins when I was a teenager. I’d sleep in until about 10, then armed with my transistor radio and a good book, hog the bathroom and have a lovely long soak with loads of bubbles, wash my hair, then go downstairs for dinner.
Mum always did a roast on Sundays with all the trimmings. It was usually chicken as joints became too expensive for her budget and she would get three meals out of one, but if Other Brother was visiting, she would try to do pork because it was his favourite. I never mastered crackling, but hers was nearly always perfect.
Today we all had a lie in, not getting up until gone 10, then having showers and beginning our day. Even Maggie slept in beside me, so she didn’t get her first walk until after 11. She’s still not 100%, but we’re getting there. She’s had some chicken and scrambled egg for breakfast, then more chicken and rice for lunch, so is eating. Drinking is not an issue as her water is being changed at least three times a day at the moment, so always fresh.

Lunch today has been mystery sausage, savoury tatty cake and a fried egg. I added the last of my cherry tomatoes to my plate for speed food as sadly potatoes don’t count. They are free though as are eggs, synning the fat to fry them (1), and the sausage was only small, so I calculated 5 syns and no fat to fry as I cook them in water as I do my chops or chicken.
I added a chopped onion to the tatty cake, and another syn for fat to fry it, but that was for both of us, so today’s dinner had 7 syns out of my 15 daily allowance.

I can practically hear you asking ‘What’s a mystery sausage?’
To be honest, I have no idea what it was. I found a pack of 2 in the freezer and they were part of the batch Hubby bought a little while ago. We only have one each because of the syn value for me and our appetites have diminished somewhat. The sausages were reddish with herbs of some kind. One thing I do know is that they were tasty and not tomato based as Hubby cannot eat tomatoes now, so would not have bought them.  I can vaguely remember him saying a traditional ‘Victorian’ sausage when he bought them all, so maybe the recipe dates back to the 1900s. I hope the sausages weren’t that old!!
After his Op, it will be liquids only for a few months, so he’s having whatever he fancies and the fact that he has also polished off 4 blueberry muffins (14½ syns each, not that I begrudge him a single 1) in two days is purely coincidental. He’s also had a couple of packets of shortbread biscuits, with only a little help from me as they attract 3½ syns per finger.

Onward with our day then. Hope you are all having a lovely weekend and restful Sunday.
Take care everyone.

About pensitivity101

I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! In November 2020, we lost our beloved Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. We decided to have a photo put on canvas as we had for her predecessor Barney. We now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of Kizzy, my GSD when Hubby and I first met so had hers done too. On February 24th 2022 we were blessed to find Maya, a 13 week old GSD pup who has made her own place in our hearts. You can follow our training methods, photos and her growth in my blog posts. From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives. We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
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15 Responses to Today is Sunday, 20th September

  1. colinandray says:

    Reading your first paragraph triggered memories of our meals in the 1950’s. Sunday was major meal day … often roast beef and yorkshires etc. Monday was leftovers. Tuesday was close to finishing up Sunday left overs, and things degenerated until Friday when soup was made from anything/everything still on the shelf and cold slab (no fridge then). Saturday was fish & chips day because both parents were working then, and so it had to be quick & easy! We almost always had bread on the shelf so a sandwich to “fill a hole” was quite common.Didn’t do any of us three kids any harm, and we certainly appreciated food regardless of what it was! 🙂

    • Mum never made curries like I do for our second meal, but she would do a stew and sandwiches. We ate very well, always a hot meal M – F around 6pm, Winter Saturdays was sprats or winkles cooked on the open fire with crusty bread , summer was crusty bread filled with cold meats and salad. Sunday was always roast dinner with yorkshire puds, stuffing and at least three veg plus roast spuds. Dad used to make these lovely dough balls with suet, flour and an egg which were cooked in the oven and crunched up beautifully.

  2. Maggie says:

    Nothing beats a good relaxing day.

  3. John Holton says:

    The mystery in sausage is usually what’s in it.

    • I don’t like to think about it too much (same as pork pie contents) which is one of the reasons we don’t have them very often. However, this butcher makes his own so there’s meat in them, they don’t shrink, neither do they ooze fat when cooking.

  4. fransiweinstein says:

    Ha! I had a small blueberry muffin and yogurt fir breakfast.

  5. murisopsis says:

    I was on a liquid diet for 12 weeks when my jaw was broken and wired shut. Not a fun time. Hope your husband has a good dietician who can steer him to a balanced and healthy diet!

    • We have scanned all the paperwork received and there is absolutely NOTHING about diet! We’ll be learning by the seat of our pants though he intends to ask for a diet plan when he’s in hospital.

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