Grub’s Up

 

Margravine Cemetery, April 2021.

The peregrine falcons have hatched a chick. Azina, a young first-time mother, has learned how to feed her offspring. The chick has no eating disorder.

You may recall, there are three eggs but only one has hatched. Either two are infertile, most likely, or the proud parents stopped incubating when the chick hatched.

Meanwhile R and I are being fed by Deliveroo. Almost every evening we look at menus and order. Delivery takes about 45 minutes; Japanese, Chinese (sometimes dim sum), Indian (sometimes vegetarian), Italian(sometimes pizza) and more. There’s usually enough over for lunch but we do not heat up rice (another story).

So it was only a step to ask friends for lunch in the garden and order on Deliveroo. It doesn’t save money, it does save time and we all get a better lunch, and cheaper drinks. This is an inflection point if you live urban. It’s like when I started sending my shirts out to a dry cleaner. Previously I washed and ironed at home – a big drag. It’s like ordering on Ocado and buying almost everything online; a permanent behavioural change.

Something I didn’t want to buy online is a suit, so I walked (1 1/2 hours) to Jermyn Street and snagged some threads for £199, so not Savile Row. Waist was 31”, now 34”; chest was “38, now “42. I need to get in shape. Chips Channon reveals he wore stays and he was only just forty. When reflecting on the large number of servants at 5 Belgrave Square, SW, I forgot about the kitchen. I suppose there was a cook and an assistant augmented by more cooks and waiters when he and Honor entertained. It’s a pity some of his staff didn’t keep and publish a diary too.

I have finished Chips the First and will resume another book, put down for Chips for chronologicality (something Julie Andrews might have sung in SoM), for a bit of light relief; A Far Cry from Kensington. I listened to the first episode on Radio 4 Extra this morning and had forgotten how well Muriel Spark writes; so observantly, incisively, elegantly and stylishly. Like PG Wodehouse she confides in the reader.

”As an aside , I can tell you that if there’s nothing wrong with you except fat it is easy to get thin. You eat and drink the same as always, only half … I offer this advice without fee; it is included in the price of this book.”

Margravine Cemetery, April 2021.

 

4 comments

  1. I heard the Muriel Spark this morning as well. I’d forgotten how much I enjoy her writing style, though it must be 20+ years since I last read anything by her ( Momento Mori) . Now I’m rummaging through the bookshelves for more by her.

    1. Likewise. I have found a paperback and am re-reading the rest of A Far Cry FK and it’s even better than I remembered. I walk past Ivy Compton-Burnett”s house (blue plaque) and I don’t yearn to re-read her – coat-trailing.

  2. You referred to reheating rice.I know someone whose teenage nephew did that and got food poisoning and died.Appalling sad story.Such a waste

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