I don’t brush my hair every day – there I have said it. I brush it when I am going to work and often on other days, but sometimes over the weekend it goes unbrushed …. possibly for some time.
I all started when I was swimming a lot over the summer. I don’t wash my hair very often (maybe once a week or once every two weeks). I also put my hair in plaits to stop it getting tangly while working on the very windy smallholding. But brushing out salt-water encrusted plaits is hard. So if I can’t be bothered to wash my hair or I don’t want wet hair, I kind of scoop the plaits up into a bun-type thing. Basically this looks OK from the front (I have no idea what it looks like from the back) so the next day I tend to leave it as is while silently promising to have a shower that evening. But long days sometimes get the better of me and the hair stays in its bun for another day especially if I think I might go for a swim the next day.
Obviously things have gone too far now.
Yesterday, with Sylvia’s help, I picked all the apples off our oldest apple tree – planted by my grandma and granddad. I then pommed around in the house, before putting on my bee-suit and heading out to the apiary. Once in my bee-shed I got everything sorted, lit my smoker and decided to zip up the head veil-thing on my suit. At that point an apple fell on the floor …. quite a sizeable apple.
I must have fallen onto my head while i was picking the apples and got caught in my bun and then stayed there, even though I was bopping around in the house and wandering over the campsite.
It is official, my hair is messier than a bird’s nest and just like a bird’s nest it is capable of holding apples!
Yes, I washed my hair last night – the shame!
But the title suggests there are plural confessions.
Despite the fact that I made a delicious cauliflower salad last week and blogged about it only two days ago the thought of a roasted cauliflower salad makes me feel queasy. I want to like them, and when I eat them, I do like them, but making them is hard to actually do (a bit like brushing my hair quite frankly).
So last night I not only washed my hair, but I also forced myself to make a roasted cauliflower salad. It was, again much to my surprise, wonderful. I need to make them more often.
Roast Cauliflower and preserved lemon salad: one cauliflower broken into florets; one large red onion chopped into wedges; 4-5 red peppers (if small homegrown ones or maybe 2 of the large bell peppers); half a preserved lemon; some kind of green herb – I used basil which was OK (it was what I had) coriander or mint would work too; oil, 2-3 tsp baharat (a middle eastern spice blend), juice of half a lemon, seasoning.
Put all veggies in a big pan. Mix the oil with the spice and pour over the veggies and stir well – I use my hands – season.
Roast until done – maybe 30-45 minutes. Add the final chopped preserved lemon, lemon juice and basil. We had it with some home-made pita bread and fried halloumi.
And I confess the halloumi was from the shop. A camper had left the halloumi in our fridge by accident and then emailed us to tell us they had left it, that it was OK and we could eat it – so we did.
I also eat chocolate brownies for breakfast. I posted the recipe for this earlier in the year, but I just thought I would mention it again as it is so good. It is definitely one for the food truck. I also had another portion this afternoon with a pear – revelation – brownie and pear is tomorrow’s breakfast sorted.
N.B. Just in case you think I am some kind of crazy skanky mad dog lady, I do have a shower pretty much every evening – got to wash the animal poo off somehow!