A whistling kettle!

Good Morning, from a somewhat calmer Somerset than we have had for the last 48 hours!  The wind has been fairly whistling “through every nook and every cranny” which has caused to my ears the odd bit of confusion.  As you may be aware we are currently residing in a lovely furnished cottage for a month before moving to what we hope will be our forever house in September.  It’s brilliantly kitted out including that wonderful and rare thing of a whistling Kettle.  We had one when I was little, a million years ago.  Anyway, when the wind was at its wildest I was constantly dashing to take the kettle off the hob only to find it was cold and not responsible!  My children and wife are slightly less enamoured with it as yesterday when making the early morning brew for everyone I had a call of nature and then started to read the cartoon picture on the wall.  I obviously got rather too involved as by the time I switched back to consciousness it sounded like there was someone being murdered in the kitchen.  Before I could react it went silent and when I emerged from the downstairs convenience I was greeted by three very cross looking, very bleary eyed ladies one being my wife and the other two my daughters who suggested they were awake a tiny bit prematurely due to me being a halfwit!  As ever I had no defence and my suggestion of “I didn’t know it could make that much noise did you?” didn’t seem to pacify them or interest them in the slightest!

 

Anyway it is the middle of the week again and we have a bank holiday weekend upon us.  So if you have any family feasting or long weekend socialising planned you only have until noon tomorrow to place your orders to ensure you get what you need for the weekend.

Also remember that until the end of the week it is free delivery on everything whenever you would like it delivered.  So if it’s for this weekend or indeed a birthday gift in October if you place your order before close of play next Monday you won’t be charged for delivery!

 

We also have our whole sliced sides of salmon still on offer at £35 delivered and are into the last week of our August Box which is also delivered for just £35.

 

I hope the week is going well for you and remember not everyone enjoys the nostalgia of a whistling kettle as much as you may think!

 

My very best regards,

 

Jess

A huge thank you from us & enjoy free delivery!

I write to you this morning from a somewhat chilly and blustery Somerset.  I refuse to yield and I am still wearing my shorts and have had to frown gravely at the rest of the family who have decided that the only answer is jeans and a jumper!  Yesterday I ventured into the lovely village of South Petherton which is our nearest metropolis.  Nancy and I were shopping for provisions with which to keep the wolf from the door, this required a lot of jolly social queuing whilst of course being fully face masked as we must.  As a wearer of hearing aids this has become an almost traumatic experience as trying to lip read through a mask and interpret the muffled sounds that permeate the brilliantly decorated shrouds of cotton is, I would suggest, right up there with the breaking of the enigma code in its level of difficulty.  However, the worst is yet to come as when one has managed to exit a conversation, usually with something completely different to eat than one intended, one is desperate to uncover ones mouth and in so doing the action of ‘unhooking’ ones very expensive hearing aid it flies into the air having effectively been catapulted from ones head and lands who knows where.  Luckily mine are bright blue and a beady eyed daughter, or lovely lady in Ilminster have spotted the landing zone, and rescued them for me without too much damage.  I understand there is a new design for those aurally challenged like myself which will be a huge relief.

 

It is with a growing sense of alarm that we are today entering the last week of August and that a week on Tuesday is the 1st of September.  It has been exactly five months since the real madness of these challenging times began and somehow by hook or by crook we are still here where so many businesses, through no fault of their own, are not.  I don’t want to overstate the point but quite simply we are still here because of the amazing support of you – our mail order customers.  When other areas of our business, like our restaurant and all the other restaurants and hotels we supply, effectively shut completely our mail order side didn’t falter and our amazing customers ordered like they have never ordered before and that has made the difference and saved us.  ‘Thank you’ is pathetically insufficient but it is utterly heartfelt and all I have.

 

To celebrate and say thank you in some small way I have decided to offer free delivery on all orders placed between now and Midnight on Monday the 31st of August.  You don’t have to have an order delivered this month to get the benefit of the free delivery, you just need to place the order.  For example if you were feeling very efficient you could essentially do all your Christmas shopping for delivery in December and as long as you ordered by the end of the month you would receive Free Delivery on all those orders.

 

Finally, where we are living for the next month, before moving again, our neighbour is that sadly rare thing in these parts these days of a dairy farm so we are  surrounded by lots of lovely four legged black and white ladies with full udders munching grass.  Daughter number 2 – Edith is obsessed with all animals and has insisted she will be a vet from pretty much the moment she could talk.  Yesterday I caught her leaning on the fence in deep conversation with the cows for a good half an hour and now she pops out to see them first thing in the morning and last thing at night!  Edith was named after my Great Aunt Eddie who was also and Edith.  She was a wonderful woman who once had a fantastic 100th birthday party for her grand piano and would watch her television using the biggest pair of binoculars I had ever seen as her eye sight was so poor in old age.  She had been a Land Girl in the war and had learnt to milk cows (always Jerseys).  In later life she had her own small herd and her neighbours across the valley would always when they returned from being away say to one another “ Eddie is home, she is out kissing her cows”.  Sadly one doesn’t think of these magnificent people from ones past enough but watching our Edith chatting away to cows like her namesake 80 years on brought a very wide smile to my face and a good few goose bumps to the back of my neck too.

 

I hope you have a relatively restful Sunday, thank you from all of us here and remember the art of lip reading through thick curtain material is not an exact science and bizarre answers to perfectly straightforward questions is always a distinct possibility!

 

My very, very best regards to you,

 

Jess

 

New August box & Sunday ramlbes

Good afternoon from my kitchen table where to my right Nancy informs me she is doing some planning for her novel?! It’s book three in a series of eight! If, as we are assuredly taught everything is down to genetics then I can only draw the conclusion that I probably ought to be a tiny bit concerned about her parentage as at 14 I could barely write my name, and if anyone suggested I did anything that involved a book I turned a whiter shade of pale and ran. That attitude certainly had a hand in my impressive GCSE results which when read aloud sounded like an ancient Indian Dialect UUGDUEB, before anyone asks the triumphant B was in Drama!

It’s been a lovely week at the Smoke if a little warm next to the hot smoker. The crew have been in good order other than their constant winging that they are a good deal more smoked than when Tim is at the helm and it’s not me smoking all week. As I have already mentioned a number of times this week it is simply a very unusual wind direction but it falls on deaf ears. By way of a peace offering I sponsored a Cider and Pizza outing for them to Ambers local on Thursday night which gave me much merriment nearly all day on Friday as the heat got more and more oppressive and I talked louder and louder as I watched them yawn a lot and physically wince at any sudden head movements that were necessary.

Possibly the most shocking thing to happen this week is that unlike at the start of it the end of it is August! That means two things, firstly we move house really rather soon and secondly that it’s time to introduce our new box and offers for this month.

The AUGUST BOX contains: –

200g cold smoked salmon

2 x hot smoked salmon steaks

100g trout pate

1 x hot smoked chicken breast

200g streaky bacon

4 x pork and parsnip sausages

All delivered to any door of your choosing for £35 which is a saving of jolly nearly £15As it’s the month of so much summer feasting and congregating I have also decided to put our ever-popular whole side of sliced cold smoked salmon on offer all month at £35 delivered which is a saving of £10.

I hopee you enjoy them and remember you don’t have to have them delivered right now in order to get the benefit of the offers. You can have them at any date in the future of your choosing (as long as it’s a Tues – Fri) so if you want one in October no problem at all you just have to order it this month to get the benefit.

After a busy morning at work yesterday I managed to escape for a couple of hours for a lovely family lunch with Charlie’s family in Muchelney. We were celebrating the 6th birthday of Wilf, Charlie’s nephew and the Loons cousin. It was great fun with a delicious lunch in the garden and culminating with that bizarre phenomena of everyone deciding that they are in fact a world leader in the field of lighting birthday cake candles with a match in a slight breeze and that everyone else is clearly a halfwit. Slowly the box of matches passes from failed expert to failed expert before everyone agrees to just light the sparkler in the middle and to sing Happy Birthday very quickly before it too goes out. The other great excitement was that Molly, Charlie’s youngest sister and my goddaughter (she is very young and we have been together a long time) donned her extraordinary ‘Banana suit’ which allowed me to give her a hug for the first time since early March which was lovely. The only downside being that as a wearer of hearing aids the noise resembled what can only be described as getting trapped under a duvet made of crisp packets! It was a great family gathering which could have ended in a Godiva like fashion had my fabulous sister-in-law Tambo accepted my challenge. She enquired, a tiny bit forlornly, what she had to do to make it into a Sunday Ramblings.  I simply replied that anything drastic would do like dancing round the garden naked singing opera? In true Meatloaf style she said “I’ll do anything but I won’t do that!” As a few know I’ve always been a tiny bit scared of her so have decided that being the coolest of aunts, who the loons adore is probably enough to get a mention!

I hope you enjoy the new offers and feast well on them.

And remember a ‘B’ in Drama is never to be underestimated!

My very best regards,

Jess

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