Müesli and things

I’d been getting rather hooked on Fortnums’ luxury cherry and berry müesli, with the additional decadence of the same supplier’s rhubarb yoghourt.  Delicious though it is, it struck me that I could probably do better from scratch, and probably with less sugar.  A shop in town sells all sorts of grains and dried fruits, including a müesli base of various grades of oats and rye flakes.  I’ve been experimenting as and when I’ve found the various ingredients suggested by an on-line recipe, and imagine my concoction is only marginally less wholesome than the ready made stuff.  Oats, wheat germ, sultanas, soft brown sugar, chopped prunes, ditto walnuts.  Mixed with Greek-style yoghourt, a little milk and a curl of honey.  Mix well and soak for a good half hour.  Add a sliced banana or a few stewed prunes.

Tempting though it is to ascribe our better than usual performance at last night’s mayor’s quiz to the day’s hearty breakfast, I think it had more to do with newcomers to the team, Alex and her husband Mike.  We finished fifth equal out of 34 teams, one place behind the local MP.  Still, that’s the closest we’ve got, and quite an improvement on last year’s 12th place.

We’re battening down the hatches again: as I write, we’re waiting for storm Ciara to reach us.  We get strong winds quite often in the winter, and it often sets up enough of a swirl to send our ever-multiplying rubbish bins flying.  I’ve done my best to circle the wagons, as it were, but I guess I may be chasing the contents of the recycling bin round the back yard again tomorrow.