Sunday, 5 February 2012
It snowed copiously last night. Which meant that the children were out of the house and chucking snowballs around before breakfast. They came back in briefly, bolted down some toast while their gloves dried on the radiator, and then disappeared back into the streets and parks of East London to make more snowballs.
Snow wasn't going to stop G from going for a long training run either. A two hour fifteen minute run through Epping Forest was scheduled and he saw no reason why having to hop through snowdrifts or skid on the ice should stop him. So he disappeared into the white stuff after breakfast too, wearing all kinds of peculiar technical running gear, designed to keep out the cold.
Home alone, I put on the coffee, switched on the radio and settled down in the kitchen to make a pie while I caught up on The Archers omnibus, Denise Lewis on Desert Island Discs and the latest episode of The Unbelievable Truth. I love the Radio 4 schedules on a Sunday morning.
My pie had a warm, wintry, simple filling of carrot, potato, celery, onion and corned beef in it, bound together with some herbs and a good squirt of ketchup. It is one of my favourite recipes from The Hairy Bikers Perfect Pies. I decorated it with snowflakes and every last scrap of it was eaten up. It's tiring work being out in the snow.