A selection of stuff, taken by me during photography classes
submitted for Cees Fun Foto Challenge
Starting from the top, the Man Utd bee (1 and 2) – still buzzing around Old Trafford, Manchester as part of #Beeinthecity . next the tin soldier (3), an old tin box i kept cookies in. Red Bowl with soup in comes next (4), for the culinary photographer – Tomato Soup, (5) Trafford Road Bridge, near to Manchester Utd (6) Tomato on a Slate (7) Red Begonias, and (8) Red Bauble on last years Christmas Tree
The Orb was a lighting experiment – and used Red LEDs to brighten up a Glass Sphere.
A spoon for every breakfast, luncheon soup, and after dinner pudding going….
It got my head spinning just thinking about it.
I mean just begin at breakfast time – each bowl of porridge, Weetabix , Cornflakes or Rice Krispies requires some transport from bowl to mouth,
Some might call it the most vital part of an adult or schoolkids day…
So call it five heaped spoons of porridge, and one spoon of sugar – before you’ve even started eating. The porridge expands as it takes on the heated milk, and soon you have more than five spoonfuls. The same rule applies to Museli…it seems to take on a life of its own upon the addition of milk..i equate it to the cold-milk equivalent of porridge.
Weetabix – can be eaten quite briskly, but that can take more than five spoonfuls after breaking down in the milk…and that’s if you only have one Weetabix.
and have you ever chased rice krispies around your bowl in the morning? There’s a few spoons gone amiss.
Drink your tea in the morning – another couple of spoons go astray – as you mash the teabag in the hot water, stir in the milk and more sugar..
That’s four or five teaspoons of sugar at the start of the day and that’s within the first hour or so…
Lunchtime approaches, and you’ve used a spoon twice in the preparing something as simple as a tin of tomato soup 🍜, stirring in the pan and delivering the piping hot soup to a freshly laden bowl 🍲. And there’s quite a few spoons used in delivering the contents of that bowl 🍲 to your tummy.
And then comes the puddings – and i’m not just talking about the eating of them…preparations of these sweet repasts leads to more of the guard being called upon to create these yummy treats. Spoons for ingredients (normally one per ingredient – you don’t want honey all over your raisins or sultanas) , wooden spoons for mixing, maybe a spoon for setting out in the tin that goes in the oven, and then there’s a spoon for the sauce…
and all that comes before you sit down to eat the treat!
So after breakfast, lunch, tea, supper (and the tea, coffee and cocoa in between) The bowl in the sink sees an awful lot of those silvery spoons in the course of a day…
Of course we don’t count them – but if we did, they’d surely mount up by the end of the week….
It was the day after we’d landed on the Spanish Island of Eivissa. Dad walked us towards a local tapas bar near to the apartment we’d hired.
“They do really nice fish here – according to the guide” said Mum
Ever resourceful – she’d put our Beach towels on our seats
The waiter came out with our drinks , a beer for dad, a lemonade for mum and orange juice for me and anne-marie,
“Having a starter” asked the waiter
“can I have some soup with my sardines mum ?” I asked
Dad Smiled but I didn’t know why – “Er, Yes Please”
He returned in an instant with a plate of mushed up tomato, cucumber and onion, served with crusty bread
I needed Mum’s help to figure out how to eat it – I mean did I have the juice and miss the mushed up vegetables ? for a few moments – I was puzzled.
Now – Dad may have thought it funny – but I quite enjoyed the concoction – particularly when I mixed my sardines In with it , it was really tasty. And as the Spanish sun began to rest on the edge of the horizon it was really refreshing – perhaps that was down to the lemon juice in it – or the five ice cubes floating about the tomatoes!
As for the bones and the fish heads – the restaurant owners cat got those….
And I had no problem with the pudding – icecream set into an Orange…