Food by Lois

Lincoln salad

I remember salad from my childhood as lettuce leaves, slices or quarters of tomato, whole spring onions, slices of cucumber, sometimes salad cress or watercress, cooked beetroot in malt vinegar, radishes topped and tailed, hard-boiled eggs sliced, potato salad made with salad cream… It would be served with cold meat, and it would be the […]

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Poems by Lois

summer’s splendid heat

For our writing today, we looked at an Anglo-Saxon verse… none of us speak it, but we just loved the sound of it, and there was a translation which helped us work out what it meant. Forst sceal freosan, fyr wudu meltan, eorðe growan, is brycgian, wæter helm wegan, wundrum lucan eorðan ciðas. An sceal […]

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