09 May 2010

comfort objects


When my friend and I were walking through Victoria Tower Gardens on Friday evening, we came across some of the elephants that have been left throughout London as part of the project to remind us of the plight of Asian elephants.  One of my earliest comfort objects had been a pink plastic elephant which might be why these elephants, sitting in the shadow of the Houses of Parliament, cheered me up just when I was beginning to think that if I heard yet one more time the insulting phrase "broken society" - as if we lived in some barren urban dystopia - I might scream. Actually, I did, several times.

Despite the chilly north easterly, my friend thought we should carry on walking down Whitehall and past Downing Street to see what was doing.  As it happened, not much, though the warm, dungy scent from Horse Guards was rather lovely.

The rest of the weekend has been spent trying to find more comfort against the ill wind.  The cats are doing what cats do best, have tucked their paws in and bagged the most comfortable places for snoozing.


Much against my natural instincts to sit it out with cold hands and a stiff uppper lip, I reluctantly switched the heating back on, then balanced out the extravagance by making some sweet potato and squash soup and bread pudding (I used 2 fluid ozs of sunflower oil rather than suet or butter, and some extra sugar.)


Comfort food in May, after weeks of salads.  I should have guessed really.

6 comments:

jane said...

The light in that first picture is just beautiful. And the elephants have been intriguing me too - they're great.
I made soup at the weekend as well.... it's definitely soup weather. Just as well I like soup, I guess...

Anonymous said...

I still can't think about the visit to London of the Sultan's Elephant without getting slightly weepy! Am looking forward to this summer's arrival of ping pong tables - one of my favourite memories of last year was the principal keyboard player of the London Symphony Orchestra trying to get a tune out of one of the Play Me pianos at Liverpool Street Station. I see the same people are organising the table tennis.

I too have resorted to putting the heating on for the odd couple of hours. But, since 5 pm today, with the sudden prospect of a Lib-Lab coalition things have warmed up slightly in this house. I know its not perfect but its a better prospect that I dared hope for.

Joan

Liz said...

Love the elephant parade and hopefully will get to London to see them. I'm secretly happy with the turn in the weather. Means I can hang onto the beloved polo necks and black tights a bit longer. The bread pudding loooks very tempting.

Liz said...

Meant to say I didn't catch the Woman's Hour talk but am trying to locate it on the website.

knit nurse said...

I've so far managed without the heating but I have been to bed with a hot water bottle for the last two nights! And soup has been on the menu here too!

Rattling On said...

I love the smell of horses, dung and all. If it's any consolation re the heating being back on...it has snowed here today.