Jammy Jars

Before I bought glasses for my house in Kigali, I'd drink whisky mac from a pesto jar. Now I get back to the UK, and the trendiest coffee shops are serving juice... in jam jars.

That amuses me.

Right, ridiculously fast catch-up. 

Been eating a lot of cold pizza for breakfast. The food of champions. There has also been large amounts of home cooking and feet up in front of the fire.

Been flying back and forth between Gloucester and Northants since I returned. Back in Northants at the moment, where mum's had her entire drive dug up, ready for resurfacing. Opened the door to the builders the other day and came face-to-face with an old school friend. Really nice to see him again. 

We've had crazy fog in the UK for a couple of days.

No Fog

Fog

That and the rain has made building hard slog, but the company (Phil White Contractors) have been totally fantastic, working all weathers and putting in a new set of steps as well as the drive.

Hopefully be able to show some before and after shots before I head back to Rwanda.

They also dug up an impressive bottle. I contacted Northampton Archives to see if we could work out where Mayger's chemist might have been, and they came back with:

Chemist and Druggist Wm. David Mayger of St Seps Northampton 1853

Looking at other examples online these appear to be referred to as 'torpedo bottles' because of the shape, and other examples I've seen were often used for mineral water.

Other things that have been happening...

Gothic Roses for Mum on Halloween

Spending Far Too Much Money on Beautiful Books

And bonfire night at Hollowell, which is always impressive with around a 30ft bonfire.

Plenty of steam engines, fairground rides and fun. 

Off to watch the Remembrance Day parade now. 

I'm revelling in the sheer Britishness of all of this for as long as it lasts.

On a totally random note, check out Marilyn's cousin, who runs a fabulous Pyrenean Experience. Walking, gastronomy and pagan festivals in the heart of the Basque region.