tag:rhubarbpatch.blog.co.uk,2009-11-10:/MokoFeed2009-11-10T22:14:28+01:00tag:rhubarbpatch.blog.co.uk,2005-10-19:/2005/10/19/a_little_break~246465/teacherdal2005-10-19T23:25:22+02:002005-10-19T23:25:22+02:00 <p>I just had a little rest from being a slave to the computer. I was just a slave to everyone else. Actually, I exagerate. One of the things I did was go to rather a chic little hotel in London and ........ watched a private screening of a BBC production of the Gunpowder Plot!!!</p> <p>Sometimes I feel guilty about typing this as it is a part of me that I don't share with the rest of my family.</p> <p>College life is depressing at the moment. I might just have to give it all up.</p> <p>The cafe is ticking over. Village life is humdrum. The weather is awful.</p> <p>If anyone ever thinks about moving to the country and living an idyllic life then you MUST visit where you are going to live on a wet windy winters day. It is also good to imagine life without electricity as powercuts can be common.</p> <p>Still its all worth it when the sun shines. Hey Ho!</p> <p>Going back to 'no electricity'. Should we take these severe winter weather warnings seriously?</p> <p>Do I need to learn a bit of bushcraft (or failing that) stock up from the local camping shop. Dehydrated roast dinner in a packet that can be cooked on a primus stove. I can just see my kids faces!!! </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://rhubarbpatch.blog.co.uk/2005/10/19/a_little_break~246465/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:rhubarbpatch.blog.co.uk,2005-10-12:/2005/10/12/pumpkins_disaster~231295/teacherdal2005-10-12T23:21:22+02:002005-10-12T23:21:22+02:00 <p>Oh no!!</p> <p>I have just gone downstairs and have been confronted by two carved pumkins absolutely crawling with little flies.</p> <p>I have had to chuck them. The kids will be so upset. I am going to have to get some more and we are going to have to go through it all again.</p> <p>Do you know how bad the inside of a pumpkin can smell?<br> I was in a room full of them on Sunday when we went to a workshop. The kids say that there never going to eat one. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://rhubarbpatch.blog.co.uk/2005/10/12/pumpkins_disaster~231295/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:rhubarbpatch.blog.co.uk,2005-10-12:/2005/10/12/continuing~231271/teacherdal2005-10-12T23:07:31+02:002005-10-12T23:07:31+02:00 <p>The sagas never stop.</p> <p>Caroline came in with her cousin from London. Her name is Stella and she has just got a job as a researcher in an Oxford College. She is lodging with Caroline and commuting in.</p> <p>She is looking for a house but is shocked at the prices!!!<br> I don't know how anyone on a single income can afford to live anywhere.</p> <p> <small> <a href="http://rhubarbpatch.blog.co.uk/2005/10/12/continuing~231271/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:rhubarbpatch.blog.co.uk,2005-10-11:/2005/10/11/other_job~228660/teacherdal2005-10-11T16:44:41+02:002005-10-11T16:44:41+02:00 <p>I am doing this at my other job. I am working as an adult ed teacher. Today has been particularly hard.</p> <p>My profoundly deaf lady turned up without her interpreter. I don't know any sign language so communciation was nigh on impossible. </p> <p>Two of my students don't want to come any more because they don't like the work!!!</p> <p>One of my students doesn't listen to anything asn just does his own thing.</p> <p>Now I have got to go back and feed the kids. </p> <p>I need to go to the Rhubarb Patch as the halloween menu needs sorting out. Louis the errant chef is arguing about it.</p> <p>"Why we eat the pumpkin?" "I no like the pumpkin!"</p> <p>It doesn't matter that I keep telling him it is not about what he wants all the time. The Gazpacho soup goes down the drain most of the time.</p> <p>"Can't you heat it up, dear?" say my WI group when they come round after Tuesday morning committee meetings. </p> <p>I don't know why we keep him. We always have to watch the cooking sherry when he is around.</p> <p>However, my business partner, Barry likes him. He feels that he is the new undiscovered talent!!!</p> <p>What he thinks a 45 year old basque fisherman who learned to cook on the fishing boats from La Carunha could provide a sleepy village cafe in the depths of the Cotswolds I really don't know.</p> <p> <small> <a href="http://rhubarbpatch.blog.co.uk/2005/10/11/other_job~228660/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:rhubarbpatch.blog.co.uk,2005-10-10:/2005/10/11/the_beginnings~227656/teacherdal2005-10-11T00:25:53+02:002005-10-12T23:11:43+02:00 <p>Welcome to the Pink Paradise.</p> <p>Where will this journey lead me? -- I don't know.</p> <p>Today, Caroline on table 14, told me that the shop in the next village was threatened with closure. There wasn't enough passing trade apparently.</p> <p>Mrs Lindsay offered the comment that the problem was that they didn't offer what everyone wanted. After all it isn't useful to be only offered gourmet fooods when you have a pension and just need things like Heinz baked beans and Mcvities digestives.</p> <p>I am sure there will be more on that as the weeks go on.</p> <p>The village is still getting over the latest affair of the local plumber. He succumbed after 25 years of marriage to the lovely Brenda to a 19 yearold student that was staying here for an archeaological dig. </p> <p>I think that the latest developments are that he his sorry and he wants to come home. Obviously, a bedsit in Chester was not what he was used to and his passion for his paramour was not enough to replace the luxuries of ensuites and hot tubs in the back garden.</p> <p>Tut, tut!! I hear you say. Don't be so cynical, perhaps he realised he really loved his wife. Well maybe.</p> <p>Anyway the hot dishwasher is calling and the menus need typing so I had better sign off until there are any more exciting installments of life here in the village.</p> <p> <small> <a href="http://rhubarbpatch.blog.co.uk/2005/10/11/the_beginnings~227656/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>