Winter warmers

One of the many funny Canberraisims is that you don't turn your heater on till ANZAC day.  The gorgeous mild autumn we have been having has made this fairly easy this year, however in the last week the night time temperatures have started to plunge into the low single digits.  A work colleague down from Queensland told us he was needing to wear thermals!

While my thermals are still safely tucked away in the cupboard we have started piling on extra blankets at night so today I decided that the time has come and switched our summer weight doona over to the thick duck down one.  I made up the bed with crisp, fresh linen and topped it with the swathe of light as air but warm as a cuddle down doona.

I adore our soft, fluffy, warm winter doona.  There is something incredibly comforting about snuggling down into its soft folds on a cold night. It gives off a feeling a security and safety, the kind that can protect you from the terrifying ghost in the scary move we watched last night.

Tonight we are headed out to a great party, but I'm already looking forward to coming home and snuggling in.

Are you a doona or a blanket person?  And have you put your winter bedclothes on yet?

Quince

With each season comes specific tastes.  For me, one of the defining tastes of autumn is quince.  That amazing fruit that with many, many hours of cooking transforms from a hard, bitter white inedible fruit, to a ruby red, soft, fragrant treat.  The best way to cook it that I've found comes from the lovely Heidi over at Apples Under My Bed.  I don't always have enough time to cook it for the required time so one trick I've found is that if I put it on about at about 6pm then turn the oven off when I go to bed (10ish) leaving the pot in the closed oven, the quince is perfect come morning.

The next question is what to do with my bounty.  Mostly I eat it as a treat on top of my morning porridge which takes over from muesli as the weather cools.  But quince is available for such a limited time it seems only appropriate that it should be used for a few extra treats like this upside down cake.  I made it using poached quince instead of pears in this recipe and it proved to be a winning combination.  The spice and the quince work together beautifully, making for what must be the ultimate autumn dessert.

Do you like quince and do you have any other suggestions of how I should be enjoying it this year?

Moving on ... a clock radio story

When I started high school I was given a clock radio.  From then on I was responsible for getting myself up at the correct time (with only the occasional parental nudge) and out the door in time to catch the school bus.

That same clock radio has been waking me up now for over 20 years.  It seems mindboggling to me - 20 years of faithful service.  There is nothing else in my bedroom that has been with me as long, in fact there are very few things in my entire house that have been with me so long or been so reliable.  However over the last few weeks that reliability which I have depended on so dearly has been fading.  Perhalps it felt it was doing me a favour but those surprise sleep ins have not been gratefully recieved, so today I bit the bullet and bought a replacement.

The new clock radio is a funky, compact model which can also act as a charger for my phone.  Fingers crossed it is as reliable as its predecessor but I will be extremely surprised if it is as long lived.

A new shiny resident is now taking pride of place on my bedside table, but somehow I feel a little sad that I am saying goodbye to my old clock radio.  Yes it may be just an alarm clock but it has been with me for so long it will seem very strange not to have it beside my bed anymore.

Do you have anything in your life from your childhood that you still use regularly?

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Afternoon Tea

There is something truly special and indulgent about meals that have been made up simply for enjoyment.  By that I mean meals like brunch, afternoon tea and supper. 

They are not about sustenance, which is clearly indicated by the types of food we eat when having them.  Instead they are about the enjoyment of special food, time with friends and the true luxury of having both the leisure time and money to indulge in such a frivolous meal.

I recently attended an afternoon tea full of delicious treats.  Macarons, cupcakes, cakes, sandwiches, they were all there in abundance, but so was that other essential ingredient, lovely people.  We spent a couple of glorious hours feasting and chatting, catching up whilst we indulged.  It is afternoons like that which make me reflect on just how gloriously lucky I am, to live in a place and at a time where such an event is possible and even more that I am surrounded by such people who make my heart sing with their kindness, whit and love

Massage

I've never understood the concept behind "relaxation" massages. Those gentle swishy massages that my sister gets.  When I have a massage I want someone pummeling me.  There is nothing I love more than when the masseuse actually gets on the table to attack me with knees and elbows.  Now that is what I call relaxing.

As a result I favour the various Asian style massages and am lucky enough to have a great Chinese massage place located in a nearby shopping centre.  It is a tiny hole in the wall, just two tables and a couple of curtains but by golly do the people there know how to find every knot in my muscles and work it away.

However the other thing I love about that place is that because it is so tiny you can hear all the people walking by outside in the shopping centre.  There is a constant low hum of activity but when someone walks past close you can catch 4 or 5 words of what they are saying.  With such tiny snippets of conversation you have no idea what they are actually talking about so I let my mind wander with the possibilities.

Somehow the whole experience is intensely relaxing, my muscles come out marshaled into order and my brain has been completely diverted from life's stresses to a hundred tiny fantasies.  It really is the perfect activity for a Sunday morning.

Do you like massages and which type do you prefer - relaxation or pummeling?

And then it was autumn...

Our gorgeous old dog Bella used to make us laugh in how she would suddenly lie down.  Most dogs sniff out their spot, turn a few times, etc, etc, and yes she often did just that.  But other times she would be walking along and then just suddenly would flop down.  No preliminaries, she was just ready to sit.

Autumn arrived much like that this year.  Sure the leaves had started to turn but pretty much for the whole of March it just felt summery.  Then last Monday autumn arrived.  Everyone agreed, there was a different feeling in the air from the day before, a slight chill that you could feel despite the sun's warmth.  The leaves that had been toying with different colours suddenly went into full autumn glory and I felt a immediate desire to wear boots.

Now, a week later, there is no question that autumn has well and truly arrived.  Outside my office window the grass is layered with a thick carpet of crunchy brown leaves.  Last night was chilly enough to have us reaching for the extra doona and this morning the world was covered in a thick dew, not quite frost but almost as sparkly.

After a steady diet of salad and fruit I find myself wanting soups and stews and my giant collection of pashminas is airing out.

It really is my favourite time of year.  Warm days, cool nights, perfectly blue skies.  The city looks magnificent with all the deciduous trees.  Now the only question is when will the really cold weather arrive?  Conventional wisdom says that you don't turn the heater on in Canberra till after ANZAC day ... hmmm we will see if I manage it this year.