<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4599337089217464989</id><updated>2011-07-30T13:54:11.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fe Louise Coull</title><subtitle type='html'>Making and Baking</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://felouisecoull.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599337089217464989/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://felouisecoull.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Fe Louise Coull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885569182761747585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SAe0IeM4DDI/AAAAAAAAAOM/R0WU6v7F-kU/S220/DSCF0887.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>27</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4599337089217464989.post-4963811609500854770</id><published>2009-08-21T02:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T03:11:15.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Picnics with Feet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/So5vbCL_QaI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Eu3yc9KeefY/s1600-h/2006_0202AUGUST1808090260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372353915733885346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/So5vbCL_QaI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Eu3yc9KeefY/s320/2006_0202AUGUST1808090260.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This rather sad looking tart was originally a Date, Cardamom and Orange tart for my wonderful friend Emma's birthday...however it was destined for disaster. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Choosing to have a picnic with fragile food stuffs is probably a silly thing to do at the best of times, especially when there is a little one around but it was just too beautiful an evening to pass up eating outside. Two minutes was all it took for devastation on a mass scale - Lily, Emma's unsuspecting one year old trampled in my hours of hard work. Noooooo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was salvagable and so later when about to slice up the remainder of the tart there was not one, but two little Lily footprints in our tart! And that's not all, low and behold I stood in the bloody thing when taking pictures. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I havn't even mentioned the houmous...if you enjoy your food messy stylee picnics in a park, on a sunny eve with Lily are the way to go. It was such a great evening. So much so that our nest door neighbour (houmous victim) wrote a funny poem about it that night. Alls well that ends well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4599337089217464989-4963811609500854770?l=felouisecoull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://felouisecoull.blogspot.com/feeds/4963811609500854770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4599337089217464989&amp;postID=4963811609500854770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599337089217464989/posts/default/4963811609500854770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599337089217464989/posts/default/4963811609500854770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://felouisecoull.blogspot.com/2009/08/picnics-with-feet.html' title='Picnics with Feet'/><author><name>Fe Louise Coull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885569182761747585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SAe0IeM4DDI/AAAAAAAAAOM/R0WU6v7F-kU/S220/DSCF0887.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/So5vbCL_QaI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Eu3yc9KeefY/s72-c/2006_0202AUGUST1808090260.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4599337089217464989.post-6855157674415941321</id><published>2009-07-27T11:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T11:39:07.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Cloud Maker and Joe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/Sm3xymD5b9I/AAAAAAAAAfU/TsAto6WiCnw/s1600-h/the+cloud+maker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 162px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363208582780776402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/Sm3xymD5b9I/AAAAAAAAAfU/TsAto6WiCnw/s320/the+cloud+maker.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Joe had finally found the cloud maker...it was Edgar the man of old blowing his brass horn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The surest way to create a cloud is to imagine the lightest, fluffiest, yummiest food...what are you thinking of?", replied Old Edgar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pavlova!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met a chap in Vancouver who told me a tale about Joe and his obsessive search for the clouds and how best he could be among them.  I won't ruin the ending but he finds that he just needed a little imagination instead of straining so hard to see them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a good story so I have been trying to capture it in a picture but it never seems to quite hit the spot.  This is the closest I have got to it so far.  I have to say that Edgar seems like quite a chap,I bet he's seen a few things in his line of work!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4599337089217464989-6855157674415941321?l=felouisecoull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://felouisecoull.blogspot.com/feeds/6855157674415941321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4599337089217464989&amp;postID=6855157674415941321' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599337089217464989/posts/default/6855157674415941321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599337089217464989/posts/default/6855157674415941321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://felouisecoull.blogspot.com/2009/07/cloud-maker-and-joe.html' title='The Cloud Maker and Joe'/><author><name>Fe Louise Coull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885569182761747585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SAe0IeM4DDI/AAAAAAAAAOM/R0WU6v7F-kU/S220/DSCF0887.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/Sm3xymD5b9I/AAAAAAAAAfU/TsAto6WiCnw/s72-c/the+cloud+maker.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4599337089217464989.post-4587557172669972172</id><published>2009-05-07T13:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T14:03:45.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>KALE BOY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SgNJyBMX-tI/AAAAAAAAAes/gFWn0nhoKpg/s1600-h/Kale+Boy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333187507399424722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SgNJyBMX-tI/AAAAAAAAAes/gFWn0nhoKpg/s320/Kale+Boy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unfortunately for me and possibly more for you, my drawings are normally done using delicate pencil marks, which means it's tricky to see when you scan but you can see it in real life I promise!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found an exellent book at work which I sneakily stole from my old unsuspecting ladies called 'To see Oursels' which made me laugh :) it's absolutely full of old black and white photo's (my favourite) of scottish people with plenty to draw from...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I particularly liked Kale boy which I intended to do in ink but I found his face too addictive and before I knew it I'd done it in pencil and to use a pen all over it would be a shame. He would look quite funky with a fair isle background, or stars....hmm?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4599337089217464989-4587557172669972172?l=felouisecoull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://felouisecoull.blogspot.com/feeds/4587557172669972172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4599337089217464989&amp;postID=4587557172669972172' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599337089217464989/posts/default/4587557172669972172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599337089217464989/posts/default/4587557172669972172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://felouisecoull.blogspot.com/2009/05/kale-boy.html' title='KALE BOY'/><author><name>Fe Louise Coull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885569182761747585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SAe0IeM4DDI/AAAAAAAAAOM/R0WU6v7F-kU/S220/DSCF0887.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SgNJyBMX-tI/AAAAAAAAAes/gFWn0nhoKpg/s72-c/Kale+Boy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4599337089217464989.post-922806045160388046</id><published>2009-04-29T03:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T03:25:23.721-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GRANNY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SfgqWcMy9UI/AAAAAAAAAdc/Di7RjBNs_Ks/s1600-h/Granny+Sutherland.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330056724008334658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 227px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SfgqWcMy9UI/AAAAAAAAAdc/Di7RjBNs_Ks/s320/Granny+Sutherland.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This doesn't quite pick up all the detail being a pencil drawing - the scanner doesn't like them so much.  You can just make out the little eyes staring at you I think...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a commissioned piece from my friend Robyn of her granny (centre back), which was surprisingly difficult to capture.  Because they are all looking at the camera the lines aren't strong and fiddly to get right!  But here it is anyway.   I hope her granny likes it.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4599337089217464989-922806045160388046?l=felouisecoull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://felouisecoull.blogspot.com/feeds/922806045160388046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4599337089217464989&amp;postID=922806045160388046' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599337089217464989/posts/default/922806045160388046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599337089217464989/posts/default/922806045160388046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://felouisecoull.blogspot.com/2009/04/granny.html' title='GRANNY'/><author><name>Fe Louise Coull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885569182761747585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SAe0IeM4DDI/AAAAAAAAAOM/R0WU6v7F-kU/S220/DSCF0887.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SfgqWcMy9UI/AAAAAAAAAdc/Di7RjBNs_Ks/s72-c/Granny+Sutherland.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4599337089217464989.post-554967389934373963</id><published>2009-04-19T15:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T15:21:13.021-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EASTER TART - not me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SeuhyNGT5WI/AAAAAAAAAdU/MpvKtJylmJI/s1600-h/easter+cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326528868177405282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 196px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SeuhyNGT5WI/AAAAAAAAAdU/MpvKtJylmJI/s320/easter+cake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Baking can make you look like a crazy lady. Although you can't see much of this chocolate tart you can see how delighted I am that I am about to share this with my hungry friends and get very fat on cake in the sun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's (again) a Rachel Allen inspired tart, she probably has it on her website but if not I can send you the recipe. It's sweet-shortcrust pastry filled with a mixed milk and dark chocolate fondant centre and silly but delicous mini eggs on the top. I had enough left over to make a little heart shaped tart which would actually make a lovely present if you weren't greedy like me and wanted to keep at least a wedge of it for yourself....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The hot cross buns were less of a hit and more like hot cross rocks so they don't feature on the blog this time, but I won't be beaten! Any recipes for these anyone?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4599337089217464989-554967389934373963?l=felouisecoull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://felouisecoull.blogspot.com/feeds/554967389934373963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4599337089217464989&amp;postID=554967389934373963' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599337089217464989/posts/default/554967389934373963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599337089217464989/posts/default/554967389934373963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://felouisecoull.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter-tart-not-me.html' title='EASTER TART - not me!'/><author><name>Fe Louise Coull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885569182761747585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SAe0IeM4DDI/AAAAAAAAAOM/R0WU6v7F-kU/S220/DSCF0887.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SeuhyNGT5WI/AAAAAAAAAdU/MpvKtJylmJI/s72-c/easter+cake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4599337089217464989.post-8758691651066291892</id><published>2009-04-19T14:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T15:03:45.871-07:00</updated><title type='text'>QUILT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SeubpJHBaaI/AAAAAAAAAdM/DkK90cMz3Qs/s1600-h/DSCF5420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326522115418057122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SeubpJHBaaI/AAAAAAAAAdM/DkK90cMz3Qs/s320/DSCF5420.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A fine day to finish a fine quilt, my first ever.  It was surprisingly straight forward and that includes a sewing machine initiation! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The colours and textiles I chose were inspired by Spring and I beavered away so it could be ready in time for this spring which we are now in the throws of, and isn't it brilliant to see things grow again?!  Although really I am being rather hen like and making myself more of a nest than a practical bed cover - it's too warm for a damn padded quilt!  A bed just doesn't look the same without a patchwork however...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not put off by the year long process (think how expensive that would be if I charged for time), I've been thoroughly inspired to make another one, but this time I think I may try and do something more like a wall hanging, hmm....Does anyone else make quilty things? Perhaps this is absoloutely the wrong season to be asking this?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4599337089217464989-8758691651066291892?l=felouisecoull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://felouisecoull.blogspot.com/feeds/8758691651066291892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4599337089217464989&amp;postID=8758691651066291892' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599337089217464989/posts/default/8758691651066291892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599337089217464989/posts/default/8758691651066291892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://felouisecoull.blogspot.com/2009/04/quilt.html' title='QUILT!'/><author><name>Fe Louise Coull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885569182761747585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SAe0IeM4DDI/AAAAAAAAAOM/R0WU6v7F-kU/S220/DSCF0887.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SeubpJHBaaI/AAAAAAAAAdM/DkK90cMz3Qs/s72-c/DSCF5420.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4599337089217464989.post-8183248661550670114</id><published>2009-03-17T11:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T11:35:59.701-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Adventures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/Sb_ssKWuqOI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Lc5CzreAUEw/s1600-h/lighthouse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314226328758560994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 282px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/Sb_ssKWuqOI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Lc5CzreAUEw/s320/lighthouse.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There seem to be a lot of my friends who are moving house at le moment so I made this little card to wish them all luck in their new homes :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sure they're gald they're not moving to a ridiculously tall ligthouse with a door no man could fit a decent sofa through, however it's pretty to look at!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went for my first cycle of the year today, I love cycling! I was warm enough, there were a couple of highland coo's and the Tay river was still and silvery.  It did mean I had less time to doodle but life's too short when the sun is out in Scotland!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4599337089217464989-8183248661550670114?l=felouisecoull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://felouisecoull.blogspot.com/feeds/8183248661550670114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4599337089217464989&amp;postID=8183248661550670114' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599337089217464989/posts/default/8183248661550670114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599337089217464989/posts/default/8183248661550670114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://felouisecoull.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-adventures.html' title='New Adventures'/><author><name>Fe Louise Coull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885569182761747585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SAe0IeM4DDI/AAAAAAAAAOM/R0WU6v7F-kU/S220/DSCF0887.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/Sb_ssKWuqOI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Lc5CzreAUEw/s72-c/lighthouse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4599337089217464989.post-6522758540864607323</id><published>2009-03-08T10:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T10:47:23.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'>VANILLEKIPFERL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SbQChN4mBNI/AAAAAAAAAck/PAcV-KCK9Cw/s1600-h/DSCF4856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310872630262629586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SbQChN4mBNI/AAAAAAAAAck/PAcV-KCK9Cw/s320/DSCF4856.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;These little biscuits are traditionally given for Valentines day in Germany, although I'm a little belated in my efforts, they are known as Vanillekipferl which translates as ' Vanilla mountain tops'.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found this recipe in my new Bible, Rachel Allen's 'Bake'.  Although this recipe was very very easy her book is actually a tad more challenging than most of my recipe books - which I love!!  If any one would like this recipe please let me know...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These little moons go so well with fresh coffee, which is exactly what I did this afternoon, yum!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is now so spring like in small subtle ways, I just love it when things start to come back to life.  I even saw my first primroses and daffodils today.  So inspired by spring and potential daffodils that I surprised myself and bought a bright buttercup yellow dress.  If you see a blonde lady in bright yellow frolicking by you any time soon it can be no other than my spring-self!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4599337089217464989-6522758540864607323?l=felouisecoull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://felouisecoull.blogspot.com/feeds/6522758540864607323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4599337089217464989&amp;postID=6522758540864607323' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599337089217464989/posts/default/6522758540864607323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599337089217464989/posts/default/6522758540864607323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://felouisecoull.blogspot.com/2009/03/vanillekipferl.html' title='VANILLEKIPFERL'/><author><name>Fe Louise Coull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885569182761747585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SAe0IeM4DDI/AAAAAAAAAOM/R0WU6v7F-kU/S220/DSCF0887.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SbQChN4mBNI/AAAAAAAAAck/PAcV-KCK9Cw/s72-c/DSCF4856.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4599337089217464989.post-4770347023717360144</id><published>2009-01-26T08:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T08:57:22.516-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This one's for Jen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SX3fHbZPY2I/AAAAAAAAAbs/fgC2wLHn0Do/s1600-h/thankyou2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295634055563273058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SX3fHbZPY2I/AAAAAAAAAbs/fgC2wLHn0Do/s320/thankyou2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever so sorry I have been hibernating this winter and as such have done very little in the way of artistic adventures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, having had such a relaxing and generous festive period/birthday I thought a small thank you card to my nearest and dearest was in order.  I made this inspired by a baking book photograph, a little different from my usual people pictures I actually really enjoyed doing this one :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My next challenge is a patchwork...Dum dum dum! My mama bought me a sewing machine for christmas which I am thrilled with and terrified of in equal measure.  I'm trying to make a spring based one, in time for spring!?  I'll keep you updated on my no doubt sloooooow progress.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4599337089217464989-4770347023717360144?l=felouisecoull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://felouisecoull.blogspot.com/feeds/4770347023717360144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4599337089217464989&amp;postID=4770347023717360144' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599337089217464989/posts/default/4770347023717360144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599337089217464989/posts/default/4770347023717360144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://felouisecoull.blogspot.com/2009/01/this-ones-for-jen.html' title='This one&apos;s for Jen'/><author><name>Fe Louise Coull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885569182761747585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SAe0IeM4DDI/AAAAAAAAAOM/R0WU6v7F-kU/S220/DSCF0887.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SX3fHbZPY2I/AAAAAAAAAbs/fgC2wLHn0Do/s72-c/thankyou2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4599337089217464989.post-8004016975181412634</id><published>2008-11-07T13:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T13:57:30.662-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's all in the wrist</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SRS3HlztOzI/AAAAAAAAAas/a7kP8xfTwCc/s1600-h/DSCF2926.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266035205338905394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SRS3HlztOzI/AAAAAAAAAas/a7kP8xfTwCc/s320/DSCF2926.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recently I was victim to a knitting injury-yes, knitting induced! These mittens were harmless enough but when I enthusiastically began the next purple pair I sprained my dear right wrist. So I will just have to wait until part two of the mitten ensemble and make do with mittens-one, a lovely autumn sky blue colour. And they really do keep your paws toasty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Has anyone noticed the sky recently? I havn't been out in the afternoons as much as I would like, which is everyday :) but I have been out and about often enough to see a few good skies. The Sidlaws is a secret hilly haven for walkers. I discovered them last Sunday where I found this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SRS4k7TgeSI/AAAAAAAAAa0/insm-fcGL4c/s1600-h/DSCF2943.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266036808837265698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SRS4k7TgeSI/AAAAAAAAAa0/insm-fcGL4c/s320/DSCF2943.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A wispy, mitten blue sky with a bit of fire thown in.  It sounds like a bad wine, or a dulux gloss...? Nevertheless you should try and stumble across one, good for the soul no doubt...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4599337089217464989-8004016975181412634?l=felouisecoull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://felouisecoull.blogspot.com/feeds/8004016975181412634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4599337089217464989&amp;postID=8004016975181412634' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599337089217464989/posts/default/8004016975181412634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599337089217464989/posts/default/8004016975181412634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://felouisecoull.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-all-in-wrist.html' title='It&apos;s all in the wrist'/><author><name>Fe Louise Coull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885569182761747585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SAe0IeM4DDI/AAAAAAAAAOM/R0WU6v7F-kU/S220/DSCF0887.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SRS3HlztOzI/AAAAAAAAAas/a7kP8xfTwCc/s72-c/DSCF2926.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4599337089217464989.post-5508518655562611300</id><published>2008-09-22T03:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T03:49:34.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gone Boating</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SNdwoIgey5I/AAAAAAAAAaE/kquye8MNlBc/s1600-h/DSCF2567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248787725504400274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SNdwoIgey5I/AAAAAAAAAaE/kquye8MNlBc/s320/DSCF2567.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We LOVE Autumn!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SNd0Ofpb0MI/AAAAAAAAAaU/iRK13wA2G3I/s1600-h/DSCF2528.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248791683085881538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SNd0Ofpb0MI/AAAAAAAAAaU/iRK13wA2G3I/s320/DSCF2528.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SNdytqt8uwI/AAAAAAAAAaM/9CrrLU2sqqY/s1600-h/DSCF2531.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SNdytqt8uwI/AAAAAAAAAaM/9CrrLU2sqqY/s1600-h/DSCF2531.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SNdytqt8uwI/AAAAAAAAAaM/9CrrLU2sqqY/s1600-h/DSCF2531.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SNdytqt8uwI/AAAAAAAAAaM/9CrrLU2sqqY/s1600-h/DSCF2531.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a bit of an autumn geek, I love the food and colours this time of year. Chris and I went to Faskally woods yesterday near Pitlochry and took it upon ourselves to have a 'boat-out', which I won :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He who builds the best boat wins and it must be from natural materials. Here is Chris' 'Majesty'. His re-fashioned and more successful version. You may note that he copied my vertical sail idea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little boat was christened Chopper, after the rabbit we met later that day. It was such a relaxing way to spend a sunday, although our peaceful but competitive walk was followed by pretty mangy food from Pitlochry, those chips were ming! And the fudge was even worse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SNd0tKUlh4I/AAAAAAAAAac/6IISnOYpos4/s1600-h/DSCF2576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248792209937237890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SNd0tKUlh4I/AAAAAAAAAac/6IISnOYpos4/s320/DSCF2576.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;However, this morning I baked a cobbler for a friend at work who has never lived (having never tasted let alone heard of a cobbler). It's similar to apple crumble but instead of the crumble topping you make simple scone like dollops with ground almonds, resembling a cobbled path. Apples are used mainly but brambles, blaeberries, rhubarb and plums would taste yum in this too. As soon as this photo was shot the whole plate had been devoured! I love stewed apples, mmm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's another of Hugh Fearnley-Whittingstall's recipes so if anyone wants it let me know and I'll send it on... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never ever use elderberries! I was so excited about baking with them as there heaps of them around about my flat but my word they are bitter. I was so dissappointed as they looked so pretty with their little garnet coloured berries. I later read somewhere that they are best used for jams and cordials etc, typical! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SNdytqt8uwI/AAAAAAAAAaM/9CrrLU2sqqY/s1600-h/DSCF2531.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SNdytqt8uwI/AAAAAAAAAaM/9CrrLU2sqqY/s1600-h/DSCF2531.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SNdytqt8uwI/AAAAAAAAAaM/9CrrLU2sqqY/s1600-h/DSCF2531.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4599337089217464989-5508518655562611300?l=felouisecoull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://felouisecoull.blogspot.com/feeds/5508518655562611300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4599337089217464989&amp;postID=5508518655562611300' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599337089217464989/posts/default/5508518655562611300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599337089217464989/posts/default/5508518655562611300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://felouisecoull.blogspot.com/2008/09/gone-boating.html' title='Gone Boating'/><author><name>Fe Louise Coull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885569182761747585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SAe0IeM4DDI/AAAAAAAAAOM/R0WU6v7F-kU/S220/DSCF0887.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SNdwoIgey5I/AAAAAAAAAaE/kquye8MNlBc/s72-c/DSCF2567.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4599337089217464989.post-8558428701449579091</id><published>2008-09-11T02:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T02:40:53.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Forth and Make Jam!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SMjjp2VMyOI/AAAAAAAAAY8/vAsQzjDt1H8/s1600-h/DSCF2511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244692074171517154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SMjjp2VMyOI/AAAAAAAAAY8/vAsQzjDt1H8/s320/DSCF2511.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tis the season of the harvest, so I have made an enormous batch of plum and cinnamon jam. I had no idea it would make such a ridiculous amount, be warned!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But look at the colour-Mmm! This time of year is my absolute favourite, the colours of late summer/autumn are too beautiful. In the countryside the fields are maturing to a deep, relaxed ochre and the trees are beginning to turn their annual ambers and crimsons. It's enough to turn a girl romantic!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am certainly mostly looking forward to the stodgy food of autumn, and the excuse to make plenty of fruit pies. Chutney is next on my list, a first timer to making it I hold no high expectations :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before I go, here is an image to remind us of the fading summer days before Autumn is completely upon us...Aaah Harris.  This is Horgabost where we spent a few days camping on the dunes.  This view is sorely missed as it was so refreshing to wake up to.  Go to Harris!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SMjm4QdD0yI/AAAAAAAAAZE/T5Xb63w4u8E/s1600-h/DSCF2087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244695620236858146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SMjm4QdD0yI/AAAAAAAAAZE/T5Xb63w4u8E/s320/DSCF2087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4599337089217464989-8558428701449579091?l=felouisecoull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://felouisecoull.blogspot.com/feeds/8558428701449579091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4599337089217464989&amp;postID=8558428701449579091' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599337089217464989/posts/default/8558428701449579091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599337089217464989/posts/default/8558428701449579091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://felouisecoull.blogspot.com/2008/09/go-forth-and-make-jam.html' title='Go Forth and Make Jam!'/><author><name>Fe Louise Coull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885569182761747585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SAe0IeM4DDI/AAAAAAAAAOM/R0WU6v7F-kU/S220/DSCF0887.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SMjjp2VMyOI/AAAAAAAAAY8/vAsQzjDt1H8/s72-c/DSCF2511.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4599337089217464989.post-5939135148022454709</id><published>2008-07-14T01:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:56:10.062-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Delia Sucks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SHsN56h0fPI/AAAAAAAAARk/0UYjSDJgZt4/s1600-h/DSCF1873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222783481481034994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SHsN56h0fPI/AAAAAAAAARk/0UYjSDJgZt4/s320/DSCF1873.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At last I have returned. Never again will praise for Delia's 'cheaty ways' be promoted on this blog. Chris (and most males his age) don't need any encouragement from a lazy old cook on how not to use any fresh ingredients.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have rebelled completely and created a freshness monster, a cake so large I had to cradle it between a large bowl and plate all the way home on the train. Now ladies, if ever you were needing a compliment pick me up try outdoor cake carrying. It's a bit like walking a dog, so many people (men) stop to compliment your prop and yourself :) I smiled all the way to Montrose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This cake was taken from the far too mourish Divine Chocolate book that dear old Eliza gave me for christmas. It's a fresh strawberry (marinaded in orange and sugar), whipped cream, white chocolate cake. Strangely the white chocolate and butter were melted then added to the sponge, mmm. It was so generous and yummy I managed to sneak a corner home with me this morning. If anyone wants the recipe for this one just ask and I'll e-mail it to you. Well worth it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4599337089217464989-5939135148022454709?l=felouisecoull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://felouisecoull.blogspot.com/feeds/5939135148022454709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4599337089217464989&amp;postID=5939135148022454709' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599337089217464989/posts/default/5939135148022454709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599337089217464989/posts/default/5939135148022454709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://felouisecoull.blogspot.com/2008/07/delia-sucks.html' title='Delia Sucks!'/><author><name>Fe Louise Coull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885569182761747585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SAe0IeM4DDI/AAAAAAAAAOM/R0WU6v7F-kU/S220/DSCF0887.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SHsN56h0fPI/AAAAAAAAARk/0UYjSDJgZt4/s72-c/DSCF1873.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4599337089217464989.post-1595552273049458715</id><published>2008-07-01T14:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:56:10.781-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Delia's dirty little cheat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SGqf1bdmO7I/AAAAAAAAARE/oETt92po6p8/s1600-h/DSCF1829.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218158858515921842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SGqf1bdmO7I/AAAAAAAAARE/oETt92po6p8/s320/DSCF1829.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SGqgWFuOKKI/AAAAAAAAARM/sFLKc22uEcY/s1600-h/DSCF1831.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218159419615750306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SGqgWFuOKKI/AAAAAAAAARM/sFLKc22uEcY/s320/DSCF1831.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today was always planned as a quickie, as I had to nip off to play football in the eve. And so to one of my favourite quickies - tortillini filled with something (pesto on this occassion, it was meant to be spinich but I picked it up by mistake. Realised it doesn't matter though as this one tastes just the same). This was then mixed up with some kindly pre made tomato &amp;amp; mascarpone sauce. True to Delia's word the whole experience was over in under 10 minutes, including the eating part.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some thought was put into the presentation however, you'll note the cheekily placed parsley (I think, could be some other herb) nestled on the side. Again, as with the butter yesterday this was merely a pose for the cameras.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4599337089217464989-1595552273049458715?l=felouisecoull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://felouisecoull.blogspot.com/feeds/1595552273049458715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4599337089217464989&amp;postID=1595552273049458715' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599337089217464989/posts/default/1595552273049458715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599337089217464989/posts/default/1595552273049458715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://felouisecoull.blogspot.com/2008/07/delias-dirty-little-cheat.html' title='Delia&apos;s dirty little cheat'/><author><name>Fe Louise Coull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885569182761747585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SAe0IeM4DDI/AAAAAAAAAOM/R0WU6v7F-kU/S220/DSCF0887.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SGqf1bdmO7I/AAAAAAAAARE/oETt92po6p8/s72-c/DSCF1829.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4599337089217464989.post-3918806437446299661</id><published>2008-06-30T15:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:56:10.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A week and a day - Day 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SGlj3yqDE5I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/mBPzkVMOqG0/s1600-h/DSCF1828.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217811453427520402" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SGlj3yqDE5I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/mBPzkVMOqG0/s320/DSCF1828.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi, my name is Chris, and in Fe's absence I am hijacking this blog (it's ok, Fe knows) with my own tales of success and woes in the culinary world. From the content of this blog you would be right in assuming I don't have much influence on what goes on in the kitchen - but alas, with Fe away in London for a week I've been left to my own devices with full decision making authority.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So it is to Day 1 of my adventure. With little ingredients available until I went shopping later I was left with just the basics. I was however able to source an important item from the cupboard - potato, which was later to be mashed. Accompanying this was a hooped version of tinned spaghetti which I've been keeping spare for this very situation, and some peas. Please note the wedge of butter resting upon the peas - this was done purely for its photographic qualities.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had I had fish fingers and gravy available, my all time favourite meal would have been before me (another time perhaps). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4599337089217464989-3918806437446299661?l=felouisecoull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://felouisecoull.blogspot.com/feeds/3918806437446299661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4599337089217464989&amp;postID=3918806437446299661' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599337089217464989/posts/default/3918806437446299661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599337089217464989/posts/default/3918806437446299661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://felouisecoull.blogspot.com/2008/06/week-and-day-day-1.html' title='A week and a day - Day 1'/><author><name>Fe Louise Coull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885569182761747585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SAe0IeM4DDI/AAAAAAAAAOM/R0WU6v7F-kU/S220/DSCF0887.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SGlj3yqDE5I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/mBPzkVMOqG0/s72-c/DSCF1828.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4599337089217464989.post-6244676231039342314</id><published>2008-06-26T13:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:56:11.147-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flowers Please!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SGP4KzKJQPI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/bqwQKtIkQCM/s1600-h/DSCF1811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216285657840304370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SGP4KzKJQPI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/bqwQKtIkQCM/s320/DSCF1811.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hurray for Hugh Fearnley-Whittingstall! You know I have never had a recipe of his turn out anything short of fantastic. Maybe it's down to my impeccable recipe choice, but probably it's because he is the best cook in the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This Thursday I have been inspired to conjure up some elderflower fritters which I thankfully shared with Chris and Alyssa (they're delicous but very filling). They are quite easy to make really. Once you have, like me become obsessed with noticing and memorising every local elderflower bush, you then need to make a batter:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;125g Plain Flour&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;25g Caster Sugar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pinch of Salt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 tbsp olive oil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 tbsp Rum or Kirsch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;150ml water&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 egg whites&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8 Large, fresh and fragrant sprays of elderflowers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5cm groundnut or sunflower oil for frying&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mix the flour with the salt, sugar, olive oil, rum/kirsch. Whisk in water stopping when it looks like very thick paint and thick enough to hold 2 egg whites. Cover and leave in a cool place for at least 30 mins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Give your flowers a quick bug check but be careful not to lose too much pollen as this is the tasty bit. In a large, high sided pan or deep fat fryer. Heat until small cube of bread goes brown within a minute when thrown in. Lower heat to a simmer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meanwhile whisk 2 egg whites until they form soft peaks and gently fold them in to the batter. Dip your flowers in to the batter and lower them gently in to the pan. Turn them once or twice until puffed up and golden brown. Keep in low oven to keep warm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Serve with sprinkled sugar and lemon-honestly they are sooo yum!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4599337089217464989-6244676231039342314?l=felouisecoull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://felouisecoull.blogspot.com/feeds/6244676231039342314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4599337089217464989&amp;postID=6244676231039342314' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599337089217464989/posts/default/6244676231039342314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599337089217464989/posts/default/6244676231039342314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://felouisecoull.blogspot.com/2008/06/flowers-please.html' title='Flowers Please!'/><author><name>Fe Louise Coull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885569182761747585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SAe0IeM4DDI/AAAAAAAAAOM/R0WU6v7F-kU/S220/DSCF0887.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SGP4KzKJQPI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/bqwQKtIkQCM/s72-c/DSCF1811.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4599337089217464989.post-3878693110238981533</id><published>2008-06-20T02:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:56:11.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Strawberries for Celebration</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SFtyvWnQZXI/AAAAAAAAAQk/ZVyicQ_lJsU/s1600-h/DSCF1662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213887151461131634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SFtyvWnQZXI/AAAAAAAAAQk/ZVyicQ_lJsU/s320/DSCF1662.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;As&lt;/span&gt; you can tell from our Harry Potter/ Wiccan gowns it was our graduation yesterday afternoon. And ofcourse how could an alchemist celebrate without ones champagne and strawberries?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viv Westwood herself was even in attendance looking more like a High Preistess than any body else there. What hair that woman has, I'd love to be able to carry off 'carrot' in my old age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was even a spot of general course reunion in the garden party (below). I cannot quite belive just how quickly four years has gone, warning to all those still at uni! I've been very lucky however and made some fantastic and often truly peculiar (in a good way) friends. Who I hope to bake for on a regular occasion. Speaking of which I really havn't been very creative this past month following the degree show. I must be all arted out...one more day of realxation can't hurt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SFtzUc_NVsI/AAAAAAAAAQs/1PzhNQuWXpw/s1600-h/DSCF1683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213887788827367106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SFtzUc_NVsI/AAAAAAAAAQs/1PzhNQuWXpw/s320/DSCF1683.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4599337089217464989-3878693110238981533?l=felouisecoull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://felouisecoull.blogspot.com/feeds/3878693110238981533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4599337089217464989&amp;postID=3878693110238981533' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599337089217464989/posts/default/3878693110238981533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599337089217464989/posts/default/3878693110238981533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://felouisecoull.blogspot.com/2008/06/strawberries-for-celebration.html' title='Strawberries for Celebration'/><author><name>Fe Louise Coull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885569182761747585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SAe0IeM4DDI/AAAAAAAAAOM/R0WU6v7F-kU/S220/DSCF0887.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SFtyvWnQZXI/AAAAAAAAAQk/ZVyicQ_lJsU/s72-c/DSCF1662.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4599337089217464989.post-4435468983868819890</id><published>2008-05-29T14:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:56:12.149-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring is Fun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SD8mA5KWDqI/AAAAAAAAAPs/jKNjg38mP08/s1600-h/DSCF1137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205921491049647778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SD8mA5KWDqI/AAAAAAAAAPs/jKNjg38mP08/s320/DSCF1137.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Degree Show night has been and gone, as you can see from my two amigas here they had a thoroughly brilliant time. The stress of fourth year has now thankfully surpassed, hence the huge grins of glee, but I will miss my girls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The week itself was a success with all my comrades having a gallery support them and selling the odd bit or two. It was a great excuse not to have one of us bake weekly, but daily!! This accounts for not losing any weight to stress throughout fourth year, a good nutritional tip to potential graduates. Eat home baked cake as much as your stomach will allow, it's good for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After all the glamour of degree show week I thought it best to take some time out in nature. This Spring has been exceptionally kind in terms of its sunshine. So generous infact I have been able to dine alfresco three days in a row, for Scotland this is a rarity. One of these occasions took me to Dunkeld where I found these happy scenes:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SD8qmZKWDsI/AAAAAAAAAP8/rxIdy-lq_Cs/s1600-h/DSCF1329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205926533341253314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SD8qmZKWDsI/AAAAAAAAAP8/rxIdy-lq_Cs/s320/DSCF1329.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SD8p2JKWDrI/AAAAAAAAAP0/nPOhTbWbuKo/s1600-h/DSCF1256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205925704412565170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SD8p2JKWDrI/AAAAAAAAAP0/nPOhTbWbuKo/s320/DSCF1256.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I had no idea Dunkeld had a bluebell wood! Incase you want to find it, it's behind the cathedral next to Papa Larch, the daddy of all perthshire larch trees. The wee chap on the left was a keen duck feeder despite them being a bit rough and beaky.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I hope spring is inspiring you all!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4599337089217464989-4435468983868819890?l=felouisecoull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://felouisecoull.blogspot.com/feeds/4435468983868819890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4599337089217464989&amp;postID=4435468983868819890' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599337089217464989/posts/default/4435468983868819890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599337089217464989/posts/default/4435468983868819890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://felouisecoull.blogspot.com/2008/05/spring-is-fun_29.html' title='Spring is Fun!'/><author><name>Fe Louise Coull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885569182761747585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SAe0IeM4DDI/AAAAAAAAAOM/R0WU6v7F-kU/S220/DSCF0887.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SD8mA5KWDqI/AAAAAAAAAPs/jKNjg38mP08/s72-c/DSCF1137.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4599337089217464989.post-4655346077534460747</id><published>2008-04-18T02:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:56:12.622-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saving Grace</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SAhpHeM4DFI/AAAAAAAAAOc/cdAtsqWtQzk/s1600-h/DSCF0953.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190514147631565906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SAhpHeM4DFI/AAAAAAAAAOc/cdAtsqWtQzk/s320/DSCF0953.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;At long last!&lt;/span&gt; I've been meaning to make this great weight of a tea bread for weeks. This is a Welsh tea bread called amusingly Bara Brith, what a gorgeous name! It means 'speckled bread'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dizzily didn't realise I had to soak the raisins and sultanas for over six hours in strong tea-honestly! So I had to make it the following week when I was fully briefed on the recipe, which is actually very simple. It makes a lovely heavy, elasticy loaf which should be left for 2 days to mature, but I couldn't help have a sliver today with some Chai...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recipe time:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;500g mixed dried fruit and peel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;300ml strong hot tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;250g self raising flour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon mixed spice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 egg forked to blend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Soak the fruit and peel in a large bowl in the tea for at least six hours (don't forget this bit), or overnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Sieve the flour and spice in to the soaked fruit, don't drain, stir in the sugar and egg. Beat altogether until smooth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Heat the oven to 150 C or gas mark 2. Tip the mix in to a prepared loaf tin and bake for 1 1/2 hours when it should be well risen, firm and brown. Cool and store for two days (if you can) until rich and gluey (Mmm). Use salty butter to spread on to thin slices with a hot cup of tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SAhsPeM4DGI/AAAAAAAAAOk/xPirjlQ9Eu8/s1600-h/DSCF0961.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190517583605402722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SAhsPeM4DGI/AAAAAAAAAOk/xPirjlQ9Eu8/s320/DSCF0961.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEVER think you can get away with baking cookies with Flora omega 3 marge, just because it was buy one get one free at Tesco! Utterly Butterly marge works very well actually, but that's not the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought it may be okay to try making some chocolate pecan goodies without decent ingrediants, what a mistake. Hence why this jar is remaining empty and the blackbirds shall have a feast today. They were tasteless and cakey. They were even described as 'offensive' by a budding cookie fan who tried them warm from the oven! Alas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4599337089217464989-4655346077534460747?l=felouisecoull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://felouisecoull.blogspot.com/feeds/4655346077534460747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4599337089217464989&amp;postID=4655346077534460747' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599337089217464989/posts/default/4655346077534460747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599337089217464989/posts/default/4655346077534460747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://felouisecoull.blogspot.com/2008/04/saving-grace.html' title='Saving Grace'/><author><name>Fe Louise Coull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885569182761747585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SAe0IeM4DDI/AAAAAAAAAOM/R0WU6v7F-kU/S220/DSCF0887.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SAhpHeM4DFI/AAAAAAAAAOc/cdAtsqWtQzk/s72-c/DSCF0953.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4599337089217464989.post-7955879653101919477</id><published>2008-04-02T01:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:56:12.825-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Busy Bee</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/R_NJN8JIGxI/AAAAAAAAANE/5ieQEIxNT90/s1600-h/DSCF0805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184568099865107218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/R_NJN8JIGxI/AAAAAAAAANE/5ieQEIxNT90/s320/DSCF0805.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cream and Brown are two colours that I love to mingle together. I actually had been trying to make pieces that could use both these colours but didn't see it happening for this project. So this was a very happy accident. This piece is a neckpiece (not completely finished), and if I had time I think i would have enjoyed making a few more pieces in this style, oh well!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The list just keeps getting longer and longer (degree show must do's) however I'm going to reward my hard work(?) with some baking come sunday as I have the whole place to myself, and therefore all the baking results must too be all for myself, mmm. That thought presses me on to get in to uni this morning and make some stuff! Must go...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4599337089217464989-7955879653101919477?l=felouisecoull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://felouisecoull.blogspot.com/feeds/7955879653101919477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4599337089217464989&amp;postID=7955879653101919477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599337089217464989/posts/default/7955879653101919477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599337089217464989/posts/default/7955879653101919477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://felouisecoull.blogspot.com/2008/04/busy-busy-bee.html' title='Busy Busy Bee'/><author><name>Fe Louise Coull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885569182761747585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SAe0IeM4DDI/AAAAAAAAAOM/R0WU6v7F-kU/S220/DSCF0887.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/R_NJN8JIGxI/AAAAAAAAANE/5ieQEIxNT90/s72-c/DSCF0805.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4599337089217464989.post-3348268814805815424</id><published>2008-03-30T02:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:56:13.047-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Showtime!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/R-9km8JIGtI/AAAAAAAAAMk/YiqJeGOzCO4/s1600-h/final+postcard+Tuesday+copy+30.03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183472316268944082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/R-9km8JIGtI/AAAAAAAAAMk/YiqJeGOzCO4/s320/final+postcard+Tuesday+copy+30.03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The countdown has begun - five weeks to go until degree show 2008. I'm hoping to have all the work I planned finished by this time, which seems to always take me a lot longer than I had anticipated. I think I must work at the rate of a sloth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This here is my postcard image, which unbelievably took a lot of tweaking and probably will still print very differently. I chose this image as it's one that I did at the beginning of fourth year, but eight months on with a splash of strawberry tartan it has much more character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Uni I would like to keep this theme going and apply it not only to traveller imagery but to themes such as history, flora, fauna, baking, and unsurprisingly tea drinking. Preferably they would be related to Scotland, requiring many a mini break to an isolated west coast island.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4599337089217464989-3348268814805815424?l=felouisecoull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://felouisecoull.blogspot.com/feeds/3348268814805815424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4599337089217464989&amp;postID=3348268814805815424' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599337089217464989/posts/default/3348268814805815424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599337089217464989/posts/default/3348268814805815424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://felouisecoull.blogspot.com/2008/03/showtime.html' title='Showtime!'/><author><name>Fe Louise Coull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885569182761747585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SAe0IeM4DDI/AAAAAAAAAOM/R0WU6v7F-kU/S220/DSCF0887.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/R-9km8JIGtI/AAAAAAAAAMk/YiqJeGOzCO4/s72-c/final+postcard+Tuesday+copy+30.03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4599337089217464989.post-6612068383380534258</id><published>2008-03-22T04:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:56:13.251-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter - another baking excuse!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/R-TuDMJIGsI/AAAAAAAAAMc/jkIFw9Cfn28/s1600-h/DSCF0712.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180527209949436610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/R-TuDMJIGsI/AAAAAAAAAMc/jkIFw9Cfn28/s320/DSCF0712.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Who&lt;/span&gt; doesn't love easter related sweets? To make a change from chocolate eggs I decided to make these little gems and force feed my family when I go home this weekend. I'm sure they won't mind overly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Traditionally eggs were used to represent fertitility, which the Christians adopted to symbolise their saviour's resurrection. In Germany eggs are painted green and eaten on Maudy Thursday. Meanwhile they are painted red in Greece to represent Christ's blood. In Britain the practice of painting eggs bold colours dates back to the middle ages to celebrate the reurn of sunshine in spring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I however have chosen to celebrate sweet-tooths, and free weekends. Although I always welcome the resurgence of colour that springtime brings. Happy Easter!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4599337089217464989-6612068383380534258?l=felouisecoull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://felouisecoull.blogspot.com/feeds/6612068383380534258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4599337089217464989&amp;postID=6612068383380534258' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599337089217464989/posts/default/6612068383380534258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599337089217464989/posts/default/6612068383380534258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://felouisecoull.blogspot.com/2008/03/easter.html' title='Easter - another baking excuse!'/><author><name>Fe Louise Coull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885569182761747585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SAe0IeM4DDI/AAAAAAAAAOM/R0WU6v7F-kU/S220/DSCF0887.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/R-TuDMJIGsI/AAAAAAAAAMc/jkIFw9Cfn28/s72-c/DSCF0712.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4599337089217464989.post-1053841245085518744</id><published>2008-03-16T11:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:56:13.433-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sundays = Indulgence Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/R91mLUuUMoI/AAAAAAAAAL4/k_OB6yS8a6g/s1600-h/2008_03162008march0143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178407491273503362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/R91mLUuUMoI/AAAAAAAAAL4/k_OB6yS8a6g/s320/2008_03162008march0143.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; seem to be indulging myself more and more these days with my two friends, cake and tea.  In fact I'm indulging more than is humanly safe to do so!  My teeth are going to regret my youth...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well spring is beginning to stir it's sleepy head at last, I was even able to pinch a few plum blossom sprigs for my flat-bonus!  Thus inspiring me to enhance the smell of the flat with banana loaf cakiness.  Unfortunately this means I have to eat the cakiness, but I'm sure I'll manage, somehow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4599337089217464989-1053841245085518744?l=felouisecoull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://felouisecoull.blogspot.com/feeds/1053841245085518744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4599337089217464989&amp;postID=1053841245085518744' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599337089217464989/posts/default/1053841245085518744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599337089217464989/posts/default/1053841245085518744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://felouisecoull.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post.html' title='Sundays = Indulgence Days'/><author><name>Fe Louise Coull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885569182761747585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SAe0IeM4DDI/AAAAAAAAAOM/R0WU6v7F-kU/S220/DSCF0887.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/R91mLUuUMoI/AAAAAAAAAL4/k_OB6yS8a6g/s72-c/2008_03162008march0143.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4599337089217464989.post-5219604610692084650</id><published>2008-02-29T11:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:56:13.580-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cake for a friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/R8hf9L0QfmI/AAAAAAAAAK8/hS5wOBXmeLs/s1600-h/DSCF0589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172489676783648354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/R8hf9L0QfmI/AAAAAAAAAK8/hS5wOBXmeLs/s320/DSCF0589.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Blue&lt;/span&gt; and cream, they go together as well as blueberries and soft cheese icing.  I made this hearty tea time stomach bulger for a beautiful travelling lady called Jess Smith.  She and her man Davie were great hosts, and made me feel really relaxed and welcome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've suddenly realised, quite late actually that fruit and baking are my favourite things to create in le kitchen and this area is teeming with hedgerow pickings in the autumn.  This could become quite an addictive past-time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4599337089217464989-5219604610692084650?l=felouisecoull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://felouisecoull.blogspot.com/feeds/5219604610692084650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4599337089217464989&amp;postID=5219604610692084650' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599337089217464989/posts/default/5219604610692084650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599337089217464989/posts/default/5219604610692084650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://felouisecoull.blogspot.com/2008/02/cake-for-friend.html' title='Cake for a friend'/><author><name>Fe Louise Coull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885569182761747585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SAe0IeM4DDI/AAAAAAAAAOM/R0WU6v7F-kU/S220/DSCF0887.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/R8hf9L0QfmI/AAAAAAAAAK8/hS5wOBXmeLs/s72-c/DSCF0589.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4599337089217464989.post-4481829511993241029</id><published>2008-02-15T11:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:56:13.784-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baking and Making</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/R7XpIt3RCqI/AAAAAAAAAJc/6_Gy3ozr36A/s1600-h/DSCF0553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167292483437136546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/R7XpIt3RCqI/AAAAAAAAAJc/6_Gy3ozr36A/s320/DSCF0553.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Cake&lt;/span&gt; Fridays at uni require a willing classmate to donate a yummy cake for us all to gorge on, this week was my call.  I went for a fresh recipe-a bit of a gamble- but it all turned out well, thank goodness.  There's a lot of pressure with 12 hungry faces awaiting the first piece!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's a cherry cake, as you may have guessed, with a crumble like top, I love it when baking goes well!  As does my stomach.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4599337089217464989-4481829511993241029?l=felouisecoull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://felouisecoull.blogspot.com/feeds/4481829511993241029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4599337089217464989&amp;postID=4481829511993241029' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599337089217464989/posts/default/4481829511993241029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599337089217464989/posts/default/4481829511993241029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://felouisecoull.blogspot.com/2008/02/baking-and-making.html' title='Baking and Making'/><author><name>Fe Louise Coull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885569182761747585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SAe0IeM4DDI/AAAAAAAAAOM/R0WU6v7F-kU/S220/DSCF0887.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/R7XpIt3RCqI/AAAAAAAAAJc/6_Gy3ozr36A/s72-c/DSCF0553.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4599337089217464989.post-7481718391925172054</id><published>2008-02-01T14:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:56:13.987-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tis windy up north</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/R6Ob9zCE8XI/AAAAAAAAAIw/JdjxKJblf0E/s1600-h/tartan+rouge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162141083869966706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/R6Ob9zCE8XI/AAAAAAAAAIw/JdjxKJblf0E/s320/tartan+rouge.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Recent&lt;/span&gt; example of some illustrations I'm using for my fourth year work. I really enjoy drawing, in fact I realy really enjoy doodling when it goes well. I've been trying to draw this image for weeks and all of a sudden I managed, and no red wine involved!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4599337089217464989-7481718391925172054?l=felouisecoull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://felouisecoull.blogspot.com/feeds/7481718391925172054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4599337089217464989&amp;postID=7481718391925172054' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599337089217464989/posts/default/7481718391925172054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599337089217464989/posts/default/7481718391925172054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://felouisecoull.blogspot.com/2008/02/tis-windy-up-north.html' title='Tis windy up north'/><author><name>Fe Louise Coull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885569182761747585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SAe0IeM4DDI/AAAAAAAAAOM/R0WU6v7F-kU/S220/DSCF0887.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/R6Ob9zCE8XI/AAAAAAAAAIw/JdjxKJblf0E/s72-c/tartan+rouge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4599337089217464989.post-3789471155821904156</id><published>2008-01-24T08:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:56:14.194-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/R5i9ujCE8OI/AAAAAAAAAHo/3E-fX-hyeyM/s1600-h/100_3706.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159081980528488674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/R5i9ujCE8OI/AAAAAAAAAHo/3E-fX-hyeyM/s320/100_3706.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Salut!&lt;/span&gt; My name is Fe, I make Jewellery and enjoy creating many things that make me and my friends happy. Here is a brooch I made for the Christmas fair, a cute tea cup enamelled a delicious shade of duck egg blue. Hydrangea's are so good at that time of year...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4599337089217464989-3789471155821904156?l=felouisecoull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://felouisecoull.blogspot.com/feeds/3789471155821904156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4599337089217464989&amp;postID=3789471155821904156' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599337089217464989/posts/default/3789471155821904156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4599337089217464989/posts/default/3789471155821904156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://felouisecoull.blogspot.com/2008/01/hello.html' title='Hello!'/><author><name>Fe Louise Coull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885569182761747585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_draFkaxqXqM/SAe0IeM4DDI/AAAAAAAAAOM/R0WU6v7F-kU/S220/DSCF0887.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_draFkaxqXqM/R5i9ujCE8OI/AAAAAAAAAHo/3E-fX-hyeyM/s72-c/100_3706.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
