And another thing …

I thought that there was enough in the soup post to stand alone so here we go … a second post in one day!

Daughter will move shortly and had been telling her partner about the ‘Poorly blanket’. Long-time readers may recall me writing about the magical qualities of such an item but if not, you can read about it below.  Anyhow, Daughter asked if I could make one for the new house. I reminded her that I’d made one a couple of Christmases ago but that’s apparently destined either for the playroom or her home-office. Poorly blankets are multi-coloured; that’s always been the way and the latest one I’d made for the little grandsons was very bright and colourful, but Daughter was now requesting an actual colour scheme. Anyhow, I started it a couple of weeks ago and it’s progressing well.  I don’t set any time aside for crocheting – it just accompanies television watching.

The origin of the poorly blanket (extract from post on 18th April 2018): Although I loved writing stories as a child, and made up tales for my children when they were young, during most of my adulthood it wasn’t something I gave much thought to. When I (eventually … at the age of 57) went to university and discovered that writing and I fitted together very comfortably, I realised that I must always have had some kind of a need to create.  When my children were small this creativity manifested itself in other ways. An effective cure-all for little people who felt under the weather was snuggling up in the poorly blanket, so named by my eldest son.  The three children used to argue over whose turn it was to use it so I made two more.  The poorly blanket has recently seen a revival. After a nostalgic conversation last year about what the fate of said blankets might have been, I made one for my daughter at Christmas 2016.

Other posts that you may recall from last year were when I wrote about my stockpiling in case of a No-deal Brexit (never an enormous pile, but enough to supplement what we we would be able to buy in the event of shortages). Not everyone, including my husband, agreed that it would be necessary and it wasn’t (although recent reports are again suggesting that a No-deal may still occur so who knows, I may yet be vindicated). One acquaintance at the time referred to my moderate store to panic buying. I defended myself by saying that adding two or three items to what I’d normally buy could not, in any way, be described as panicking. And now, here we are a few month on, with coronavirus-induced real panic-buying taking as shelves are stripped of various items in some parts of the country.  Tesco has announced today that in some areas it is rationing goods such as tinned vegetables and long-life milk as they are selling out. However we think this virus is going to progress, the media must surely take the bulk of the blame for encouraging such a situation. I do wish they would be less sensationalist. Do we never learn?

I’ve made cakes this afternoon but was very disappointed that the silicone ‘sunflower’ mould that I bought has, for the second time, proved a failure; the cake stuck badly and came out looking a total mess. The small muffins I made in another silicone mould were also mostly unsuccessful. Back to tins and liners for me.

I’m feeling a bit sorry for myself this weekend. A pain in my right shoulder blade, which has niggled for a few days, has intensified. I’ve been using heated pads on it over the weekend and now the discomfort is spreading into my neck. Curiously, there is no limited movement, but I just might have to stick to coffee at the gym tomorrow and forgo the exercise … any excuse!



  1. Oh, I love the sound of a poorly blanket! I think we could all do with one of those!
    And I hope your shoulder will be better soon. These things happen and then seem to take ages to disappear, then one day you realize the pain is no longer there. Hope the foot is getting better, too.
    Margaret P


  2. I have to admit, I bought a few extra packs of long life milk. Not loads, just a couple, just in case.
    Poorly blankets are worth their weight, aren’t they? We call then ‘snugglies’ but it’s the same thing – something to comfort and protect.


  3. I think everyone should have a poorly blanket to snuggle under when needed!

    I’ve mentioned before that I keep a stock pile of water, food, and other necessities should there be an emergency (such as a major earthquake, because I live in an area where earthquakes are common). If the stores are closed or I can’t get to the shops because the roads are damaged, etc., then, I need to be able to survive on what I have until either help arrives or the stores open. Which might be a couple of weeks or more. Nothing to do with the corona virus, but, simply a matter of being prepared should anything happen. 🙂


    • I remember you talking about earthquakes before, Bless. It sounds terrifying and I don’t blame you one bit for keeping stocks in. Yes, it’s about being prepared and if we did get ill, then at least we wouldn’t be Expecting others to bring us food.


  4. Ive never had much luck with silicone cake pans. No matter how well greased they are, they make a messy cake.

    Are you able to get Voltaren patches? I found them in Europe and brought a stash back to Canada with me. Much more effective than the cream. No stickiness, no smell.


    • I’m so glad that it’s not just me who doesn’t get on with silicone. I’m not sure about Voltaren but I do have a number of self-heating patches which help to a degree. I always found them very good for backache but not quite so good on the shoulder pain.


    • I do like to create – I enjoy making cards too. The magic properties of a poorly blanket are well known in my family!


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