Hokey Pokey

 
I’ve been thinking a lot about bake sales recently – just because I don’t have any children doesn’t mean I can’t imagine what I might send them to school with in the case of such emergencies. If you’re a fan of Nigella (I am, in case you’re wondering) you’ll already know she likes to whip up a batch of brownies in such instances but I think there’s an easier option that is much more fun to make, and perhaps even more gleefully naughty to eat.

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Hokey Pokey (as it’s known here in Cornwall) is basically that childhood teeth breaking style candy that looks very similar to honeycomb. It’s satisfyingly crunchy with a bit of a chew, which, when slathered in dark chocolate (my preference) becomes a temptation too far… so much so I packed them off with my Husband this morning because I knew I would end up snacking on them all day if they remained in near reach. That’s not to say I didn’t sample the goods (or keep the crumbs for ice-cream topping, ahem) but the majority had to leave the premises lest I succumb to a hokey pokey eating mess on the sofa. It happens.

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These golden shards are so flamin’ delicious they really do make me want to break into a ridiculous impromtu dance – perhaps even the Hokey Pokey itself. See what I did there?! Altogether now…

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You put your right hand in,
You put your right hand out,
You put your right hand in,
And you shake it all about,

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You do the hokey pokey
and you turn yourself around
That what it’s all about.

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What you’ll need

1 scant cup caster sugar

4 tbsp golden syrup

1 1/2 tsp bicarbonate of soda

60g dark chocolate

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What you’ll do

Line a large chopping board with baking parchment.

Mix the sugar and syrup until combined.

Heat until it begins to bubble and simmer for a further 3-5minutes until golden and smooth – do not stir!

Take off the heat and whisk in the bicarb quickly. Turn out immediately onto the parchment and allow it to cool completely.

Break into pieces using a hammer or very sharp knife.

Melt the chocolate in a double broiler. Dip the larger pieces in the chocolate (I prefer to just dip the tops) and generously drizzle over the rest.

Set aside until the chocolate hardens. Store in a container for up to a week.

 

 

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Pineapple Head


 
Guys, it’s no secret I have a thing for glasses… prescription and sun. It’s actually kind of a problem (one that my Husband tolerates thankfully) and often means I turn a bit magpie-like whenever I spy a new style – I honestly think I have a sixth sense when it comes to spectacles, it’s kind of impressive. Living in Cornwall seems to have exasperated this unfortunate affliction because people wear glasses here all year round – fine by me! When it comes to shape, I often switch it up and don’t affiliate myself with one particular era – in fact my own collection contains the big-ass 80’s sunnies I’m sporting in these pics, as well as the typical hipsterish roundies that take their lead from those 60’s Beatnik babes we all adore so much. As far as brands go though I do have a penchant for the wonderful Warby Parker (and I know I’m not the only one!), so when I spied their latest ‘Spectrum’ collection my magpie tendencies went into overload – they’re like a better version of the vintage ones I already have, especially with the gradient lenses…. er, love! From the painfully pretty ‘Hall’ Cherry Blossom style to (my personal fav) the ‘Minnie’ in Eucalyptus (obvs!) – ack, but I also love the super cute ‘Downing’ frames too, what’s a girl to do? No, seriously, I need help on this one, which pair would you opt for?
 

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what i’m wearing… original breton top & handmade necklace/wild pony vintage… sunglasses/vintage… pineapple/the supermarket

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Messy House, Messy Head

 

I’m definitely one of those people that can’t think straight when the space around me is cluttered and messy. Too bad then that our house is somewhat coming down around us at the minute as I hurry to finish my cookbook and begin to qualm the all too predictable nerves that accompany the release of such a thing… what will people think, say and (let’s face it) criticise? Yep, I already know there will be a few ‘haters’ (as the tinternets like to call them) but I hope there’ll also be more than few ‘lovers’ too (is this an internet term, and if not, why not?). All this worrying coupled with a recent facebook request asking what our favourite book is brought my rapidly depleting memory capcity back to an old classic I use to love – namely, the hilarious ‘Lucky Jim’ (written by the wickedly witty writer Kingsley Amis). Along with the title we were also encouraged to leave a quote from said book and this is where the planets suddenly aligned in my brain as I (bingo!) realised the world really hasn’t changed all that much in the 60 yrs since it was first published… in essence, we are still dealing with same s**t we always have been and probably always will. And in case you are wondering what the hell I am wittering on about, here is that exact (light bulb alert!) quote I am referring to…

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“Haven’t you noticed how we all specialise in what we hate most?”

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In addition to this little epiphany and discovering a site that seems to specialise in slagging off successful bloggers (I have made a vow not to read it again – too much hate makes me ill), I’ve come to the conclusion that there will always be people pointing out your flaws or trying to tear down your achievements. I’m not saying I don’t have negative thoughts now and then but I always try and focus my energy on the good in others and what they do -and anyway, doesn’t it make people unhappy being so critical all the time? So yeah, I’m not perfect, and what I do may not appeal to everyone but at least I know I’ve given my all, my everything, my best, and really, what more can I do?

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What I will say is ‘the more you give, the more you get’ so I’m determined to put out as much positivity as I can muster and hope that I can spread a little joy (as well as getting some back, ahem) in the process… c’mon, don’t lie, we all want to be loved and accepted! I’m pretty sure these chaotic mind bender moments really aren’t being helped by the stack of dishes in the sink, ramshackle bookshelves and unpacked suitcases – maybe the moral of the story is to keep the place tidy lest you (meaning me) risk falling into a pit of darkness and despair. If you’ll excuse me then, I’m off to sort my house and head out – and perhaps do a spot of really bad crocheting too. Yep, feel free to laugh yourself silly at that top pic because a knitter I am most definitely am not but as they say…  ‘God Loves a Trier’. Peace out x

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Spring Uniform

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Well I definitely got my Vitamin D quota today that’s for sure… and much needed too seeing as I’ve holed myself up this past week trying to complete the last of my recipes, which are due on Monday, eek! Deadlines aside, I was in a pretty relaxed mood – probably aided by the first throes of Spring that have sprung up around us much to everyone’s delight. Whilst I was tempted to don a skirt or even a pair of shorts (I have some newly acquired vintage culottes I am dying to wear) I thought I would ease myself into the warmer weather by simply switching up my jacket for something a little lighter and this pink 60’s one was just the job.

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Practicality wins out every time for me (as you may have gathered by now) so the lace up trainers were a no-brainer… long walks equal sensible footwear for me and I steadfastly refuse to compromise comfort for fashion. The headscarf was also a necessary outfit addition (there’s still a breeze and my hair is in desperate need of a trim) and the stripes ‘n’ jeans combo are just an obvious uniform choice that I (and many, many others) rely on way too frequently. Fine by me because as far as I’m concerned you really can’t have too many Breton tops.

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I’m sure we’re in for a bit more bad weather here (it is Britain after all) but for now we’re happy lapping up these gloriously clear skies – Cornwall truly is different beast when the sun’s out. Not long now before we’ll be spending our evenings languishing on the beach. Might be time to invest in some more Spring-appropriate attire but that means I finally must get around to selling my bulging bag of vintage cast offs on etsy… that to-do list just keeps getting bigger and bigger but I suppose once my looming deadline is dealt with Ima gonna have a lot more free time to fill so watch this space. How exactly did I get from deadlines to closet clear-outs? What can I say, spring will do that to a girl.

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what i wore… breton top/h&m… ‘mum’ jeans/topshop… pink 60’s jacket/mondo trasho vintage… trainers/coolway… satchel/nica… sunglass/wildpony vintage… scarf/vintage… iphone cover/c/o iconemesis

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