Keeping pace

Another deeply domestic, local and low budget day here on Shoestring Alley. I wrapped my daughter up again, popped her in the pushchair and went for another walk. I used the map tools website again to plot the route in advance as I wanted to try to do another 3 miles. I decided to have a wander around a residential area that I’ve only ever driven through (I have lived in this town nearly 13 years!). I recognised a couple of houses that have been on the market in the last few years which would have been contenders had we been in the position to move. It made me really glad we ended up with the house we’ve got. The roads were eerily deserted and there was a really empty feeling to the place. I didn’t like it. Also I didn’t like how on top of each other the houses felt and the way that all of the houses and the roads looked the same. It would be really easy to get lost down there. I imagine that the estate (if that is what it is) all got built in one go and that’s why it all looks the same. I guess some people wouldn’t like to like on a main road like we do. I never used to like the road we live on. Actually being here is surprising though. All of the houses are set well back from the road and we barely ever hear a car. I’m looking out of the window as I type and there are zero cars. I like the fact that there are all kinds of houses on our road. Ours is a plain 1970s semi but within a few hundred yards are 1930s houses (where our friends live), a long rown of terraced cottages and a couple of houses so new that no-one has lived in them yet. I like the jumble!  Anyway, leaving small town suburbia behind us, we powered down to the seafront again.

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The beach huts have been put out in the last couple of weeks. My daughter fell in love with this one with the fish painted on the door…

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On the way home I undid all of my good work and bought buns in the bakers. I am unable to resist the bakers on our way home. It is the old fashioned kind that sells iced finger buns and other such loveliness. Very naughty. The financial cost was only about £1. The cost to my waistline is another matter…

The rest of the day was spent on cleaning, tidying, sorting and then batch cooking a huge saucepan full of bolognese sauce. I made so much that I used some of it to make two lasagnes – one family size and two individual portions. There was enough sauce left for tonight’s dinner plus two family size portions to go in the freezer. I find it tricky to work out costs per portion because my two year old eats roughly half an adult portion of a main meal. Basically I made four ‘family’ (ie 2.5 portions) meals and two adult meals and the total cost was roughly £11. I’ve had a fairly successful slashing of the food spending but that deserves a post of its own. I’ve managed to switch a lot of things down to Tesco’s everyday value range and am generally rethinking how I shop. More on this another time! My favourite bits of the day were the breaks between cleaning and cooking where I got to read a few sneaky pages of my book and dance around with my girl. Hopefully tomorrow will hold more hanging out and less cleaning!

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2 thoughts on “Keeping pace

  1. Alison B43

    Bakers, yes they are a real temptation!! We had to visit daily when travelling through France, but eventually just trained ourselves to buy just the bread, but now we are in Norfolk, it is like UK fifty years ago; our nearest town is Wells-next-the-Sea, a lovely place with traditional butcher, fishmonger, deli and bakers. The trouble is that as well as doing really lovely fresh bread they sell many, many cakes and nibbles that are just sooooooo hard to resist. It would not be so bad if I walked or cycled to town, but it has been so cold that I am always just ‘nipping into town in the car’. If I am not careful, I shall be undoing all the good (weight-wise) I have done over the last few months. Well done with the shopping, I look forward to reading your next post.

    • shoestringalley

      Good luck with resisting the bakers. There is one just over the road from my office. I find it extremely challenging not to go there (I hardly ever do – maybe once every few months). Just can’t resist the apple and custard danish they do at this particular one! :-/

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