Friday, 22 November 2019
Secrets and Perception
Big Bear and his chums - nothing to do with this post, but I had forgotten this photograph was on my telephone and it is just so cute, I decided to use it.
This book arrived in the post this morning, along with a note from the bookseller, describing it as 'A rather sad specimen...'
I am thrilled with the book and delighted with the condition. It dates from 1934 and, like all the very best recipe books, it has been used! Surely that is the whole point of a book of recipes? The chutney pages have splashes and marks on them, some recipes are marked with very large stars, or ticks, especially any which mention marrow.
I assume that the woman who owned it must have had quite a few air-ship-sized ones to deal with each year - as do I, the difference being that mine are usually overlooked courgettes.
There are recipes for cures, tonics, ointments, liniments and embrocations. Hints and tips, plus a recipe for shoemaker's paste. '...should your fruit trees be troubled by American Blight you can sow common nasturtiums under the trees and let them climb all about them. In 2 years time there will not be a trace of blight left'.
Suffering from jaundice? Remember that a handful of earth worms are fatal to it (and possibly also to the patient). Nine young swallows alive can be compounded into an excellent ointment...doesn't say what it will cure.
It is an excellent book, thank goodness that it didn't get thrown away or burnt, as so many of these books must have done. The condition is perfect, for my purposes. Long may book sellers think otherwise - it means that I got my hands on this little treasure for just a few pounds.
The foreword was written by Edith Olivier, author, who was related to Laurence Olivier through her paternal grandfather, I believe.
Her style of writing is very enjoyable and I will certainly be looking out for some of the books she wrote - as long as I can find them at bargain prices, of course.
The log burner is blazing away, just as it was the other evening when I took this snap. The cats and my granddaughter were all basking in the heat, Toby was around the far side, on the kitchen rug in front of the stove. Double-sided stove, double the pleasure.
No prizes for guessing what I will be doing this evening.
Have a wonderful weekend.