Walking back to 1957 – Not such a bad life after all!

I decided to go back in time this morning and ended up in 1957, the year I was born. It made me feel old.

1957-BSA-A10-with-Watsonian-SidecarOh I remember these. I sat in a side car just like this many times.

Your average neighborhood pub. Lovely! I probably wasn’t in one in 1957, but I remember them from later years. Look at that car!










Queen of EnglandGod Save the Queen, how young and lovely she looked after only one year on the throne.

england v young eng 1957





My husband’s favorite football team. He was two years old when this game was played. Does anyone remember the threepenny bit, which is how much this program cost?





As I sit here sipping coffee, fifty-seven years later, I think of everything I’ve seen and done, and smile. I’ve had some rough times, but all in all, it hasn’t been such a bad life.


I love to eat and I love to travel so I thought it would be nice to share both with you. I was born in County Durham, in the north of England. My first recipe is a favorite there. It was always on the menu in traditional pubs too. ‘The George’ in Piercebridge’ is a lovely example of an English country pub. 

Toad in the Hole


  • 1 1/2 cup of all-purpose flour
  • 1 scant teaspoon Kosher salt
  • Pinch of freshly ground black pepper
  • 3 eggs, beaten
  • 1 1/2 cup milk
  • 2 Tbsp melted butter
  • 1 Tbsp vegetable oil
  • 1 lb of bangers (an English sausage made with pork and breadcrumbs), or good quality pork or beef sausage links (in casings)


1 In a large bowl, whisk together the flour with the salt and a pinch of pepper. Make a well in the center of the flour. Pour in the eggs, milk, and melted butter into the well and whisk into the flour until smooth. Cover and let stand 30 minutes.

2 Coat the bottom and sides of an 8×12 or 9×9 casserole dish with vegetable oil. Place a rack in the bottom third of the oven. Put the empty dish on the rack. Preheat the oven with the dish in it to 425°F.

3 While the oven is coming to temperature, heat a tablespoon of vegetable oil in a skillet on medium high. Add the sausages and brown both sides.

4 When the sausages have browned, and the dish in the oven hot, pull the oven rack out a bit, put the sausages in the casserole dish, and pour the batter over the sausages. Cook for about 20-30 minutes or until the batter is risen and golden.

Serve at once.


This looks very ordinary, but tastes spectacular. Goes well with a glass of stout.







I love living in Colorado, and would never move back to England, but I do miss the traditional English food. It really is better than it’s reputation.

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Rain and Fun

It was a wet day on the Thames

We took the underground from Edgeware Road to Chiswick and met my dear old friend Julie Dobbs, along with her lovely daughters Sarah and Laura, and Laura’s husband. We caught up on old times over a delicious pub lunch in the Bull’s Head, and a few drinks. When the rain eased up for a while, we wandered along by the Thames admiring all of the lovely houses.

The rain eased up for just a short while, long enough for us to head into another pub (how convenient). We found shelter under and awning outside and laughed until our jaws ached.

Oh how we laughed

We watched some eccentric guy remove his clothes from the waist up, and then put then all back on again. Why? Who knows but it added to the entertainment.

The rain became so bad that we had to move inside as the Thames began to rise and the footpath by the Thames began to disappear. Desserts were ordered, along with port and Irish coffee. What started out as a lunch with friends lasted from 12:30 until 7:30. We were having so much fun that time just slipped away! Eventually we had to say our tearful goodbyes with promises to get together again. We took the tube back to the hotel (braving the rain) and now are relaxing trying to decided what to do on our last day in London.

Laura, Sarah and Julie.

My Bridesmaid

A girl names Sue!

Yes I have a glass in my hand once again…..! A great reunion with my friend Sue. She got married in 1977, just like me.  I was her bridesmaid and she was my bridesmaid…..and she hasn’t changed a bit.

We went to Richmond (again) today and met up with our old friends Sue and Ian.  We chatted and drank tea….very English. After getting re-acquainted, we headed off into town and had a late lunch and a couple of glasses of wine and caught up on old times.

Then we went and sat outside in a beer garden and had a couple more glasses of wine. We really loosened up then and laughed until the tears rolled down our cheeks. Joanna is trying the local beers, and laughing at her old mum and some of the antics I used to get up to in my youth.

Tomorrow it is up to Berwick-upon-Tweed and a visit with my old boss from my teenage years. I am having a very busy and exhausting time. Two more days up north and then we head to London.  Thanks heavens for being at sea level and having all of this extra oxygen…couldn’t have made it without.