What did our mothers do years ago? They got up out of the comfort of their armchair, walked into a draughty hallway, picked up the phone, dialled the number and actually had a conversation with someone the other end, they wrote letters and posted them, took photos then took the film to the chemist to be developed (and wasn't that always so disappointing to find that out of a reel of 36 only a handful of them were any good as they were mostly either out of focus, too dark because some idiot forgot to use the flash, figures just a speck in the distance or heads and feet chopped off.) Mail order meant spending an evening thumbing through the huge phone directory size catalogues of Grattans or Great Universal and if you wanted to watch a favourite programme on TV it meant having to forfeit a night out to stay in and watch it and woe betide anyone who rang up in the middle of Coronation Street or The Forsyte Saga. I actually remember when the National Grid would report high surges of electricity during breaks or at the end of popular TV programmes when everyone would dash to put the kettles on. Does that still happen now I wonder with the advent of Sky Plus and BT Vision? These days I very rarely watch a TV programme during live transmission.
So on the subject of digital photos I often take my camera out to my garden to snap at whatever is in bloom but I couldn't resist capturing my Acer Palmatum Dissectum which is always at its most magnificent in the Autumn.
Love too these ornamental grasses....
With a Bramley Apple tree in the garden Autumn also means a plentiful supply of one of the best of all comfort foods - home-made Apple Pie.
So in true Great British Bake Off style here is my home-made apple pie just out of the oven...
....and here it is after. And very nice it was too even though I do say so myself. And who prefers custard or cream or even ice-cream?
Happy Autumn and Happy baking!