As soon as I arrived at my son and daughter-in-law's house to stay for a week while she is in Cyprus, my granddaughter asked me to make a vegetable pie, and her brother asked me to make a curd cheese and spinach curry - the recipe for which is at the end of my novel, Tangled Love.
I spread a little butter on a large plate and then sifedt some flour onto it to stop the pie sticking to the plate. Next I spread a little cornflour overt the pastry- to stop the filling seeping through - and then spread sliced cheese over it.
The filling is a finely sliced leek sauted in a little oil or butter until it is soft and finely chopped or cut vegetables in a white sauce flavoured with salt, black pepper and parsley. I pile the mixture onto the pastry and top it with sliced cheese. I dampen the edge of the pastry and then cover it with another circle of pastry and press around the perimeter with my finger to make sure the two layers are sealed and the filling won't escape. After brushing to top with milk I bake it in a pre-heated over gas mark six and cook it until the crust is golden-brown. About 35 -40 minutes.
Today vegetables are a mixture of French beans, cut into quarter inch lengths,quarter inch cubes of carrots cut,small pieces of broccoli and some sweet corn kernels.
The pie tastes good hot or cold and can be served with cooked potatoes or potato salad and peas or green salad.
This vegetable pie freezes well and is good picnic fare.
Rosemary Morris is interested in all things historical and organic gardening. New release. Tangled Love a romantic historical 27 01 2012 MuseItUp publisher
Friday, 19 September 2014
Thursday, 18 September 2014
Walk in the Woods
My daughter-in-law has gone to Cyprus for a week so I'm staying with my son and his three children to give a helping hand. Having fun playing board games, hearing the younger ones read and helping with homework.
This evening, before dinner I plan to take them for a walk in the woods behind their house and pick blackberries, or elder berries or rowan berries. The path skirts the woods and leads to paddocks where the children like leaning over the fence to look at the horses.
During the day my times my own and I've been writing and sorting out the scribbled addresses etc., in my notebooks.
This evening, before dinner I plan to take them for a walk in the woods behind their house and pick blackberries, or elder berries or rowan berries. The path skirts the woods and leads to paddocks where the children like leaning over the fence to look at the horses.
During the day my times my own and I've been writing and sorting out the scribbled addresses etc., in my notebooks.
Wednesday, 17 September 2014
Special Offer, Tangled Love: Historical Novel, Special Offer
Tangled Love by
Rosemary Morris
Prologue
England -1693
Nine
year-old Richelda Shaw sat on the floor in her nursery. She pulled a quilt over
her head to block out the thunder pealing outside the ancient manor house while
an even fiercer storm raged deep within. Eyes closed, she remained as
motionless as a marble statue.
Elsie, her mother’s personal maid,
yanked the quilt from her head. ‘Stand up child, there’s nothing to be
frightened of. Come, your father’s waiting for you.’
Richelda trembled. Until now Father’s
short visits from France meant gifts and laughter. This one made Mother cry
while servants spoke in hushed tones.
Followed by Elsie, Richelda
hurried down broad oak stairs. For a moment, she paused to admire lilies of the
valley in a Delft bowl. Only yesterday,
she picked the flowers to welcome Father home before arranging them with tender
care. Now, the bowl stood on a chest, beneath a pair of crossed broadswords
hanging on the wall.
Elsie opened the great massive door of
the great hall where Father stood to one side of an enormous hearth. Richelda
hesitated. Her eyes searched for her mother before she walked across the floor,
spread her skirts wide and knelt before him.
Father placed his right hand on her bent
head. ‘Bless you, daughter, may God keep you safe.’ He smiled. ‘Stand up,
child. Upon my word, sweetheart, your hair reminds me of a golden rose. How
glad I am to see roses bloom in these troubled times.’
Richelda stood but dared not speak for
she did not know him well.
Putting an arm round her waist, he drew
her to him. ‘Come, do not be nervous of your father. Tell me if you know King
James II holds court in France while his daughter, Mary, and William, his
son-in-law, rule after seizing his throne?’
‘Yes, Mother told me we are well rid of
King James and his Papist wife,’ she piped up, proud of her knowledge.
With a sigh, Father lifted her onto his
knee. ‘Richelda, I must follow His Majesty for I swore an oath of allegiance to
him. Tell me, child, while King James lives how can I with honour swear
allegiance to his disloyal daughter and her husband?’
Unable to think of a reply, she lowered
her head breathing in his spicy perfume.
Father held her closer. ‘Your mother
pleads with me to declare myself for William and Mary. She begs me not to return
to France, but I am obliged to serve King James. Do you understand?’
As she nodded her cheek brushed against
his velvet coat. ‘Yes, I understand, my tutor explained why many gentlemen will
not serve the new king and queen.’
‘If you remain in England, you will be
safe. Bellemont is part of your mother’s dowry so I doubt it will be
confiscated.’
If she remained in England! Startled,
she stared at him.
Smiling, he popped her onto her feet.
‘We shall ride. I have something to show you.’
*****
Before long, they drew rein on the brow
of a hill. Father pointed at a manor house in the valley. ‘Look at our ancestral home, Field House. The
Roundheads confiscated it soon after the first King Charles’ execution. Richelda, I promised my father to do all in
my power to regain the property.’ Grey-faced, he pressed his hand to his
chest. ‘Alas, I have failed to keep my
oath,’ he wheezed.
Richelda not only yearned to help him
keep his promise to her grandfather, she also yearned to find the gold and
jewels legend said her buccaneer ancestor, Sir Nicholas, hid.
She waited for her father to breathe
easy before she spoke. ‘If we found the treasure trove you could buy Field
House.’
‘Ah, you believe Sir Nicholas did not give all
his plunder to Good Queen Bess,’ he teased.
‘Elsie told me legend says he hid some of his
booty in Field House,’ she said excited by the thought of a treasure trove. ‘In
his old age, when Sir Nicholas retired from seafaring, is it true that he put
his ship’s figurehead, Lady Luck, in the great hall?’ she asked by now less shy
of him.
‘Yes, for all I know she is still above
a mighty fireplace carved with pomegranates, our family’s device.’
‘I would like to see it.’
‘One day, perhaps you will. Now, tell me if
you know our family motto.’
‘Fortune favours the brave.’
‘Are you brave, my little lady? Will you
swear on the Bible to do all in your power to regain Field House?’
To please him, she nodded.
* * * *
Tangled Love, is on special offer for £1.84 OR
$3.05.
Available
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Tuesday, 16 September 2014
Help Please re:nasty review.
Vicious Attack.
I am not the only novelist to have
received a distressing, vicious review of one or more novel.
Another novelist suggested we should
take action by replyitng and readers cab support us by replying No to amazon’s query “was this review helpful to you?”
Unfortunately, in spite of other 5*****
reviews, two people replied Yes to the question re:my novel Tangled Love which currently on special offer.
If it is not against your conscience, I
would be grateful if you would visit www.amazon.co.uk search the
kindle store for Tangled Love by Rosemary Morris, visit the reviews, find the
only 1* review and reply: No this review was not helpful.
Amongst other things the reviewer
commented on clichés in Tangled Love. As I explained yesterday, my contents and
line editors would dispute their use and I would agree not to use them, unless I used a cliché
very occasionally in conversation.
I would be pleased to do this for
another novelist who receives an unjustified attack on a novel.
Personally, if I can’t give a book a
4**** or 5**** review, I don’t post one – in other words if I don’t have
anything nice to write, I don’t post anything.
All the best,
Rosemary Morris
Historical Novelist
Visit my website to read the first three chapters and view the book trailer.
Monday, 15 September 2014
Nasty Review of Tangled Love. 18thC Novel, Special Offer
Someone posted a vicious review of Tangled Love. Amongst other things she stated that it is full of clichés. This makes me ask myself if she actually read the novel as my contents editor and line editor wouldn't allow me to use them unless it is very occasionally in dialogue. I'm glad to say all the other reviews are 5*****
Sunday, 14 September 2014
Tangled Love.18th Century Novel. Review + Special Offer
5.0 out of 5 stars A highly enjoyable read!, May 13, 2012
By
Maggi
Andersen "Maggi" (Australia)
This review is from: Tangled Love (Kindle Edition)
In
1693, loyal to his oath of allegiance to James II, ten year old Richelda's
father follows James to France. Before her father leaves he gives her a ruby
ring and makes her swear an oath to try and regain their ancestral home, Field
House.
The story begins when Richelda at 18 is orphaned, and lives in run-down Belmont House with her mother's old nurse and her dog, Puck. Richelda can only dream of living the life she was meant for and hopes her childhood friend, Dudley, will honor his promise to marry her.
When Richelda's wealthy aunt, who had been disinterested in her welfare up to now, takes her to London and arranges her marriage to Viscount Chesney, the new owner of Field House. Richelda is both delighted and dismayed. She cannot trust the handsome Chesney, even though she is desperate to honor her oath to regain Field House
I enjoyed this historical romance very much, it's well written and Morris knows her history and understands the society of the period well. The heroine and hero are both attractive and likeable. I wanted to see them get together in the end. What stood out for me in this romance is the shrewd knowledge of human nature, Morris displays. Her character's rash actions, mistakes and foibles are always understandable, and never detract from the good characters of both.
The story begins when Richelda at 18 is orphaned, and lives in run-down Belmont House with her mother's old nurse and her dog, Puck. Richelda can only dream of living the life she was meant for and hopes her childhood friend, Dudley, will honor his promise to marry her.
When Richelda's wealthy aunt, who had been disinterested in her welfare up to now, takes her to London and arranges her marriage to Viscount Chesney, the new owner of Field House. Richelda is both delighted and dismayed. She cannot trust the handsome Chesney, even though she is desperate to honor her oath to regain Field House
I enjoyed this historical romance very much, it's well written and Morris knows her history and understands the society of the period well. The heroine and hero are both attractive and likeable. I wanted to see them get together in the end. What stood out for me in this romance is the shrewd knowledge of human nature, Morris displays. Her character's rash actions, mistakes and foibles are always understandable, and never detract from the good characters of both.
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Saturday, 13 September 2014
Tangled Love. Historical Novel. Special Offer.
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Friday, 12 September 2014
My Friend the Robin
Every time I go out into my organic garden a little robin appears. He has become so friendly that he perches only two feet away from me and watches every move I make. If I leave a watering can, the garden frame on which I kneel or even an pile of earth, when I return he is perched on one of them.
This morning, I left the greenhouse door open while I had a cup of rooibos tea. When I returned he was in the greenhouse. However, when he saw me coming in he panicked and stayed in mid air fluttering his wings to maintain his position.
I stepped out. He flew away but returned a few minutes later to see what I was doing.
This morning, I left the greenhouse door open while I had a cup of rooibos tea. When I returned he was in the greenhouse. However, when he saw me coming in he panicked and stayed in mid air fluttering his wings to maintain his position.
I stepped out. He flew away but returned a few minutes later to see what I was doing.
Wednesday, 10 September 2014
Sugar and Spice and All Things Nice
No matter how well-stocked my kitchen is I never seem to have enough spices. Today, I was very pleased when I popped into a large shop, which mostly sells items for an Indian cuisine, and found a small jar of mace which I had not been able to find elsewhere. Although I was short of time the sight of exotic fruit and vegetables, a large variety of spices and sweetmeats as well as chutneys and pickles made my mouth water. I shall shop there again at leisure.
As a vegetarian I cook dishes that originate in many parts of the world and often made Indian curries, soups and much more. I even included a recipe for a favourite curry at the end of my novel Far Beyond Rubies, in which the delightful hero had served in India with the East India Company and earned the nickname Beau Hindu
As a vegetarian I cook dishes that originate in many parts of the world and often made Indian curries, soups and much more. I even included a recipe for a favourite curry at the end of my novel Far Beyond Rubies, in which the delightful hero had served in India with the East India Company and earned the nickname Beau Hindu
Tuesday, 9 September 2014
The Fortune Hunter
Since childhood I have enjoyed reading. All too often a novel that seems promising disappoints me. That is not true of The Fortune Hunter by Daisy Goodwin. Based on historical fact it is the tale of a love triangle. The three people involved are Elizabeth, (Sisi) Empress of Austria - the Princess Diana of her time - Charlotte Baird, the Lennox heiress and Bay Middleton, a distant ancestor of Prince William's wife, the Duchess of Cambridge. The Fortune Hunter begins in July 1875 when Bay Middleton, the best equestrian in the united kingdom, is chosen to pilot the empress on the hunting field. Daisy Goodwin has used fact and her imagination to create a fascinating read that kept me awake until I couldn't keep my eyes open any longer.
Monday, 8 September 2014
First Day at School
Today was my youngest granddaughter's first day at primary school. The four year-old had been insisting she would only go if the uniform was pink. Yesterday evening while I put her to bed she said she knew she would be sad at school. Her oldest brother was going on a school trip to Wales and had to be at school at 7 30 a.m. so I stayed at my daughter's house overnight. My daughter dressed her in her uniform in the morning and handed over her red book bag and red sports bag. When she came downstairs my granddaughter was bubbling over with smiles and enthusiasm.
She knew her class teacher, who had taught her older brother. The teacher asked them to go into the classroom and sit down in a circle. My little 'princess' was first through the door and first to sit down. When my daughter collected her she was very happy. Phew!
She knew her class teacher, who had taught her older brother. The teacher asked them to go into the classroom and sit down in a circle. My little 'princess' was first through the door and first to sit down. When my daughter collected her she was very happy. Phew!
Sunday, 7 September 2014
Apple Cider Vinegar
If you have painful joints and/or muscles apple cider vinegar can help. I drink two teaspoons of Bragg Organic Raw unfiltered, unpasteurised apple vinegar in a glass of water twice a day. Besides helping with aches and pains a c v has too many benefits for me to list. I suggest you google it to find out more. To use a cliché, the proof of the pudding is in the eating, and I know I have benefitted from dosing myself with a c v.
Saturday, 6 September 2014
Busy Morning, Writing, Gardening & Cooking
I enjoyed myself this morning working on 'writerly matters', mostly applying scribbled notes in my shorthand notepad, looking for places to let people know about my historical novels.
At ten o'clock I went into the garden where I planted out purple sprouting broccoli, which I shall enjoy next year. I did some weeding, picked runner beans to prepare for the freezer, apples, pears and tomatoes.
Next I pulled up the last of the white radishes, aka mooli aka daikon. I made spiced mung with thinly sliced mooli in it and ate it with brown rice at lunch time.
At ten o'clock I went into the garden where I planted out purple sprouting broccoli, which I shall enjoy next year. I did some weeding, picked runner beans to prepare for the freezer, apples, pears and tomatoes.
Next I pulled up the last of the white radishes, aka mooli aka daikon. I made spiced mung with thinly sliced mooli in it and ate it with brown rice at lunch time.
Friday, 5 September 2014
Peaches for Monsieur le Cure
Yesterday evening, I was enthralled by Peaches for Monsieur le Cure, turned the pages and read until I finished the novel at midnight. At one point while reading descriptions of the chocolate truffles, Vivanne, the heroine, makes my mouth watered. I went downstairs to the kitchen to see if I could satisfy my sweet tooth, but as I'm dieting had to settle for a peach. I'm sure it was as succulent as the one Vivanne gave to Monsieur le Cure.
Thursday, 4 September 2014
Massage
Let’s
face it, many of us work for hours on computers, which can lead to back
problems and aches and pains. I am no exception so I had another deep tissue
massage by a lady with excellent qualifications. She also recommends drinking a
dessert spoonful of organic apple cider in a glass of water three times a day in
order to dissolve the salts that build up in the spine and joints. Another one
of her recommendations is to take two flaxseed tablets twice a day. Also a
medicinal tea made with grated ginger and turmeric root relieves pain. I
sweeten mine with organic honey.
Wednesday, 3 September 2014
Organic Gardening in Early Autumn
September 3rd, autumn is here in S. East England although the weather is mild the leaves are beginning to change colour.
As a vegetarian (I don't eat meat, fish or eggs) my ambition is to be as self-sufficient as possible throughout the year. At the moment, my curly kale and black kale, cabbages, chard, New Zealand spinach and lots of herbs are flourishing in my organic garden and will last until spring. Under cover there are cherry tomatoes and three other varieties ripening including a delicious grafted one called Indigo Rose, as well as cucumbers. And there are other vegetables such as carrots, lettuce, white radish aka mooli aka daikon, small radishes and much more.
This morning I planted out spring greens, aka collards, and covered them with netting to keep off the pigeons, which would strip the leaves bare. I will also plant out purple sprouting broccoli to enjoy in the spring. In the meantime I shall grow winter salads in the greenhouse and move the tender herbs into it.
As a vegetarian (I don't eat meat, fish or eggs) my ambition is to be as self-sufficient as possible throughout the year. At the moment, my curly kale and black kale, cabbages, chard, New Zealand spinach and lots of herbs are flourishing in my organic garden and will last until spring. Under cover there are cherry tomatoes and three other varieties ripening including a delicious grafted one called Indigo Rose, as well as cucumbers. And there are other vegetables such as carrots, lettuce, white radish aka mooli aka daikon, small radishes and much more.
This morning I planted out spring greens, aka collards, and covered them with netting to keep off the pigeons, which would strip the leaves bare. I will also plant out purple sprouting broccoli to enjoy in the spring. In the meantime I shall grow winter salads in the greenhouse and move the tender herbs into it.
Tuesday, 2 September 2014
False Pretences, Regency Mystery and Romance
Perhaps you would like to view the book-trailer for False Pretence (a traditional Regency novel: Mystery and Romance) at: www.rosemarymorris.co.uk.
False Pretences.amazon.com/dp/B009YK1MFO
If you watch it, please leave a comment to let me if you like it.
False Pretences.amazon.com/dp/B009YK1MFO
If you watch it, please leave a comment to let me if you like it.
Sunday, 31 August 2014
Novelist's Shorthand Notebook.
I'm am relieved and feel virtuous because I had a shorthand notepad on which I scribbled notes on both sides of each page. Bit by bit I've visited websites and blog spots, joined groups, added to my list of books to be read, typed up notes about history etc., etc.
Last time I caught up with my scribbles I told myself I would keep up to date with everything, well it's said the road to hell is paved with good intentions, but I think I can be forgiven mine.
Last time I caught up with my scribbles I told myself I would keep up to date with everything, well it's said the road to hell is paved with good intentions, but I think I can be forgiven mine.
Saturday, 30 August 2014
Home Grown Organic Salad .
Delicious lunch today. The only two things on my plate which were not home grown were an avocado and some Port Salut Cheese, even the salad dressing was homemade with extra virgin olive oil, lemon juice, salt and home grown herbs.
Menu.
Drink. Apple Juice made with apples from the garden
First Course
Lollo rosso lettuce mixed with a small grated courgette and shredded dandelion leaves.
Mixture of runner beans, carrots and the last of my new potatoes with chopped chives in home made mayonnaise
Cherry tomatoes.
Cucumber with a little celery salt.
Avocado with a dash of vegetarian Worcester sauce.
Dessert.
Plain Yoghurt with summer fruit jelly made last year.
Yummy, yummy for the tummy, as my young grandchildren say.
Mind you, I couldn't do so much organic gardening without a gardener who comes once a fortnight and does all the heavy work.
Menu.
Drink. Apple Juice made with apples from the garden
First Course
Lollo rosso lettuce mixed with a small grated courgette and shredded dandelion leaves.
Mixture of runner beans, carrots and the last of my new potatoes with chopped chives in home made mayonnaise
Cherry tomatoes.
Cucumber with a little celery salt.
Avocado with a dash of vegetarian Worcester sauce.
Dessert.
Plain Yoghurt with summer fruit jelly made last year.
Yummy, yummy for the tummy, as my young grandchildren say.
Mind you, I couldn't do so much organic gardening without a gardener who comes once a fortnight and does all the heavy work.
Friday, 29 August 2014
Silver Car
Blog.
Before my son dropped off the second car Vauxhall Corsa he bought on my behalf I had a 2 hour, full body deep tissue massage. By the time I reached home I was too tired to test drive. Prior to driving it today, I studied the instruction manual. Somewhat nervous about the various controls I drove it this morning. The car is in excellent condition. The engine is quiet. I enjoyed a smooth, enjoyable drive. I’m smiling again although the AA mechanic misdiagnosed the problem with my old car.
According to the mechanic the problem was the starter motor. As it broke down on a Sunday the car was taken to Quick Fit. The new parts cost almost £500 which will be met by my AA repair cover. The car would not start and had to be relayed to Mercedes-Benz. The verdict – the throttle valve needed to be replaced. It would cost £700 + vat + £300 for labour and it might need some other parts.
My son and I decided the car was not worth repairing. Now, as the car can’t be driven and it is ten miles or more away from home we have to sort out how to dispose it – sell it for parts or scrap it.
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