The Bear goes to Ballymaloe!

Well, well, I’m actually typing this at the kitchen table in Pennyworth Cottage in Ballymaloe Cookery School.

farmer-hoggettFor years, I’ve said that the first thing I’d do if I won the Lotto/when I retired, was the 12 week cookery course in Ballymaloe. I don’t know how it happened but it was a little like Babe: ‘Farmer Hoggett knew that little ideas that tickled and nagged and refused to go away should never be ignored. For in them, lie the seeds of destiny‘. Continue reading “The Bear goes to Ballymaloe!”

We have a good time…Don’t we?- Maeve Higgins

Within a week of leaving Cobh, this is what I realised- there are millions of ways of living’.

Oh Maeve. All those times I spotted posters for shows in the Firkin Crane just too late, and now you’ve gone to the States (sigh). I think I’d get on very well with Maeve Higgins if I met her. And, in a way, I have. Such is the wonder of books (and having Mr. WB to buy them as presents!) Continue reading “We have a good time…Don’t we?- Maeve Higgins”