Hugal bank

Over forty years ago, along the north side of our garden, hubby’s family dumped tree trunks and covering them with rough stone filled sod.  It now stands around four feet high, with well established trees, shrubs and native plants in it.  Some might call it a simple Hugal bank or perhaps Hugelkultur pronounced “Hoo-gul-culture” meaning culture or hill mound.  Whatever it’s gonna be called, it’s a valuable barrier from the cold air flowing down from the field above in the north, from water during heavy rainfall leading to soil erosion.  The phrase permaculture didn’t arrive until the late 70’s, but this permanent looking ecologically sound hugal bank, is a sure sign of what permaculture stands for, with its carbon sequestration.  I’m sure there’s future archaeology to be found in there too, from my hubby’s childhood, his siblings and our children who played on it also.  So far I’ve found plenty of plastic toys, parts of clothes pegs, once some WW2 shells and an actual spent out land mine!      Hugal bank


  • It would be a bad idea if you live in the northern hemisphere, to build a hugal bank on the south side of a plot of land, as it would trap the cold air during the winter months.
  • Sod means about a spade full of soil.

Sicilian style crisp butty

Going to start making a batch of these chickpea snacks this morning.  These are easy enough, but you do have to add a little time between the start and finish processes.  Panelle  pronounced “P’nelly”, is a Sicilian snack of chickpea polenta, cut and made into fritters, using very few ingredients:

  • Chickpea flour
  • Water
  • Salt (not much)
  • Herb of choice (I used dry sage and garlic granules, others use fresh chopped parsley…)
  • Oil for frying

I add the flour, dry sage, garlic and a pinch of salt to boiling water in a saucepan, stiring over a low to medium heat.  I don’t stop mixing and I do NOT let it re-boil until it resembles a very thick paste ball.  At this point I take it off the heat and place it into an icing bag to cool, then in the “frigo” (French for fridge).  When I want the snack, I thinly slice the dough and cook in hot oil until golden brown.  Uncooked, uncut dough keeps well in the frigo for a couple of days and you can then just cut slices off from the wide end, as and when.  I find it’s best to make the dough in the morning ready to cook later.  If you want to make a meal of panelle crisps, serve with a wedge of lemon on the side of the plate, some watercress and a roll.

Oh wow, I just found a better blog about how to make them properly, with photos in French:  Panelle siciliennes

p.s.  The wacky scientist in me wonders if prior to cooking, I put some vegan cheese and peas on one and covering with another, brushing them with oil, whether I could cook them in the sandwich toaster?

p.p.s. Placing this recipe onto my verb vegan blog


frienemyIf you find yourself devaluing what a friend is sharing, belittling them, being unsupportive of their moral stances, undermining their efforts, giving false dress codes to a function, are non-compliant of previously set boundaries and basically being a draining one~way street, you’re being a frienemy.  Please stop that shit or you will have no real friends left and will not be able to keep new ones for long.  Start by listening and valuing the ethics of others, support their stance, keep shtum about things the other person has entrusted to you, respect boundaries and FFS did I mention NOT to tittle~tattle.

Also if you recognise some of these traits in your friends, then you’ve got an infestation of frienemies.  I suggest you be grateful for the discernment and make a choice:

  • One is to end the relationship soon, before they tell someone something that can land you in the dangerously deep, hard to get out of, slimy, stinking shit!
  • Another more gracious approach is to keep the frienemy by careful management e.g. never passing on information, giving them a taste of mercy by remaining in their life (but I’m not personally sure at this present time how that is achievable, I might need to work on that).

A strange yet enlightening time is had, when you ask the universe to protect you from your enemies and you start losing friends.

Post Script:  Inoculation boosters against pain from a frienemy are friends.

Who’s and when?

Actions are mineFlipping to the other side of the coin and we get this:Actions are yourNn.jpg

Note:  The definition of yourn is the same as the definition of yours (just in case you didn’t know).

p.s. and how do I know when it is the right time to ignore a typo? When I ignore a typo (see if you can spot it).

Social media

Just a very few words:  Give up social media if you know what’s good for you, for others and for the planet.  How about a few little hashtags too:


You know it makes sense not to be on that all day.


A little blog post I made earlier, all about the lovely summer carnivorous, flappy round the drinkies, don’t touch me I’m busy: WASPS!!!   Here’s the educational bit:  Around 125 million years ago when flowering plants evolved, some wasps found nectar and pollen and switched to a vegetarian diet.  These were the descendants of our beloved:  BEES.

Well, some bees still look very wasp like, and by the way wasps are good guys too you know.  I’ll hear none of this “Bees are good, wasps are bad” crap.  With their quick action to the call of Security! and eating vegetation pests, they are all like: “Clean up on aisle three” Along with bees, they are another vital part of our delicate, wonderfully complex, fascinating ecosystem, so please don’t waste their life and harm them.

I can still hear the cry of “Vasps!” from our Dutch friends in my minds eye, bless ’em with their flappy, flappy, flip flops in the garden being chased by an imaginary dragon.


Here’s the French bit:

Wasp = Guêpe

Bee = Abeille


Outside memory stick

Let’s face it, I use this blog not so much to share with the world and all who sail on her as you would think, but there’s a little bit more of this being used as an outside memory stick.  To put things down (was just about to type “on paper”) so to speak.  You see, not only might I bump my noggin one day in the garden weeding or when prancing about belly dancing in the lounge laughing, but maybe being my outspoken self {{{giggles}}} when some (we won’t use expletives so early in the morning) might take it on themselves to bash me on the noggin believing their stressful thoughts about me or because of their own unmet needs as they might feel obliged to be a violent (and again we won’t use expletives so early in the morning) and to be honest I bloody well pity the buggers.  

So maybe this blog is a bit like for future reference, saving my ideas… oh geez, I was so close to using that four letter swear word @?!#!~ BANK ~@?!#!  

Oh wait:  “Why share?”  Well let’s face it not many are reading this, but still:  The World needs random kindness words, vegan recipes, peaceful thoughts shared etc and the like… regardless!  For the most part this is semi anonymous and is semi log book, semi how~to that you can pick up or put down at leisure.  Will anyone read it?  I just did (as I wrote it).  It was okay, I liked what I typed and who I am to judge thoughts that are like flying insects that land where they will.  I do however work at being kind, not only to others, but also to myself and I recommend that to anyone as a good life to practice, practice, practice that kindness and compassion.  We can all get angry, upset seeing the unkind and the uncompassionate, but we might be them if we don’t question our thoughts.

Basically, don’t just “Get a life” but “Get into being a kind life and live out that adventure, practising kindness to the very end!”

a kind life.


The French translation bit:

Une = A

Vie = Life

Compatissante = Compassionate



If you didn’t already know:  Concombre is French for cucumber. 

cuSo now for a sort of super, super quick recipe for hot food using concombre:

Ingredients:  1/2 cucumber, a dash of nice veggie oil, some button mushrooms, dry noodles, a green OXO and clean water (something a lot of us very often take for granted).

Equipment:  Smallish saucepan, something to boil the water in, something to stir, a grater and a hungry tummy.

How:  Well, firstly into a smallish saucepan add a dash of nice veggie oil and fry some clean, but not wet button size mushrooms and while they’re doing their thing, put the kettle on (or something to boil water), grate half a concombre (put to one side) and when you hear a sort of squeaking sound when you stir the mushrooms and they have a nice golden tan to them, pour the grated concombre into the little saucepan and stir.  Then place the dry noodles on top and pour in enough boiling water to cover and let the noodles become softened, then stir in a green OXO or similar.


On the chin

Chin in French sounds like sheep, but with a shorter O sounding less mooo and with an N in the middle.

          Sheep “mooton”         Chin “monton”                          
 Spelling sheep = mouton, and chin = menton.


Here’s a random happy word for you:  Runcation.  The original meaning of the word apparently was the act of weeding, but nowadays in America it’s the mix of Running and Vacation.  Ooo, here’s a thought:  What if someone had a holiday running round a field of weeds in these, surely that would satisfy both meanings, right?