You know me: always happy to find a reason to turn my heels on the never-reducing pile of ironing, stick the dehumidifier onto its noisiest setting, and leave the house. Actually that’s a dastardly lie; if the truth be told I’m a terrible stay-at-home, cheered no end to sit in front of the fire, shouting [...]
Posts Tagged ‘broadcasting house’
Day release
Posted in Things I cook, Things I have eaten, Uncategorized, Working, tagged broadcasting house, fc soper, lucas hollweg, market kitchen, marmalade, paddy o'connell, radio 4 on March 5, 2011 | 2 Comments »
Tit for tat
Posted in People, Things I have eaten, Uncategorized, Working, tagged bread, broadcasting house, food gifts, porridge, rosie sykes on January 3, 2011 | 5 Comments »
On this last day of the Christmas break it is customary to be realistic about some of the more useless gifts one was given just over a week ago. If I were ever to put up decorations, it’s about now I’d be taking them down, so instead I shall amass a small pile of kindly [...]
Fire & Knives
Posted in People, Uncategorized, tagged broadcasting house, Clement Freud, fire & knives, radio 4 on June 26, 2010 | Leave a Comment »
The entirely beautiful food magazine Fire & Knives has published a piece by me on the most astonishing person I’ve ever met, Sir Clement Freud. If you’re not already a subscriber please do become one: despite my presence in its pages there are actually some very fine people writing for it and the object itself [...]
Doing it without pictures to help
Posted in Working, tagged BBC, broadcasting house, delia smith, fergus henderson, jenny murray, marguerite patten, nose to tail eating, paddy o'connell, radio, radio 4, woman's hour on December 8, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
There is something intensely silly about cooking on the radio, not quite as daft as a ventriloquist act having his own wireless show, but getting that way, nevertheless. Woman’s Hour loves the occasional studio item where somebody produces sizzling noises from a corner of the studio and then a short while later Jenny Murray coos [...]