Dave and his students got on their way to Belgium yesterday without too much trouble. Last I heard from him they were at dinner in their hotel, so apparently everyone is accounted for and in one piece.
There was a minor hiccup when one of his co-workers came to my desk around noon and said, "Fancy making a run to St. Pancras?" Turns out one of the students left the bow for his violin behind, and obviously you can't do much with a violin if you don't have a bow. They were all at the train station waiting to board the Eurostar and I could catch them if I left right away.
So I did, taking two tube lines before getting there with time to spare and dropping off the bow. (Incidentally, a bow is a very awkward thing to carry, especially if you don't have a violin case.)
The things I do for love.
Otherwise, yesterday was quiet in the library. I checked in and shelved a cart full of books about Ancient Rome that the 6th Grade had been using, and the Middle School librarian needs me to pull another cart load of books today. Plus I have a spreadsheet of statistics (of course) I'm trying to compile for the head librarian. So I have plenty to do, even with half of the school gone.
As for food, I haven't resorted to peanut butter yet. Dave left a chicken carcass in the refrigerator, the remnants of our dinners on Sunday and Monday, so I picked that clean last night and made chicken salad. It was not very complicated -- I threw in some left over parsley and some mayonnaise, of course. Does that count as cooking? To me it does.
(Photo: A fly on a daffodil in the garden. The insects are starting to move around more and more.)
Well done on your rescue mission....and a nice change to be out and about somewhere different!
ReplyDeleteHmm...not cooking...but it does count as catering!!
With the knowledge that Dave was going away, I was a little disturbed by your headline. But all is well.
ReplyDeleteMr Reed to the rescue. What a lovely story. I live alone and cook most nights in a small kind of way. It never takes very long but some nights I prepare sandwiches and I don't think of that as any different. Either way, I am preparing my meal.
ReplyDeleteLucky the group had plenty of time before the train departed so that Superman Steve could leap to the rescue.
ReplyDeleteDoes the "spreadsheet of statistics" concern all your coffee and toilet breaks? I can see why The Boss would require such evidence. As for the bow - other passengers on the tube trains must have been puzzled. Perhaps they assumed you were heading to Bow Street.
ReplyDeleteYou picked apart a chicken carcass and made a salad? That is absolutely cooking! We just had chicken salad (made from a carcass) the other day. SG adds almonds, grapes, and cranberries, all because I had it that way at a restaurant and loved it. My first thought when you told about your run to the station was, That’s love. Take a bow. I mean a bow. Well, you know what I mean.
ReplyDeleteWithout a bow, the player could have played everything pizzicato! You do carry some weird stuff about.
ReplyDeleteThat's not quite cooking but you got a good meal, so it counts.
It must have been a bit strange to see man carrying just a violin bow and no actual instrument.
ReplyDeleteAs a person who cooks, and loves to cook, I say anytime you take various ingredients and mix them together and eat them, you have cooked.
Your chicken salad sounds complicated. I usually just open up a can of tinned chicken already diced. But I do usually boil a few eggs to add to my chicken salad along with some diced sweet onion and dill pickle.
ReplyDeleteI think I would feel awkward wandering around with a violin bow and no violin too:) Glad you made it in time.
ReplyDeleteGood for you - saving the day with that bow rescue! Eat what you want - now's your chance!
ReplyDeleteA bow adventure! Mr. Reed saves the day!
ReplyDeleteIt doesn't matter if you turn on a stove or not. Creating a meal from ingredients is cooking in my opinion. And who cares how you feed yourself? No one's business but yours.