BATCH No. 12
My Cheesemaking Travels, Ireland, 2016 I have taken my annual leave to work in a factory. For the first few hours I keep hoping it isn’t true. I wait for someone to shout ‘just kidding!’…
My Cheesemaking Travels, Ireland, 2016 I have taken my annual leave to work in a factory. For the first few hours I keep hoping it isn’t true. I wait for someone to shout ‘just kidding!’…
My Cheesemaking Travels, Isle of Mull 2014 3/3 So, here I am at the end of my summer on Mull. It feels sad that it’s about to be over but as I sit in my car…
My Cheesemaking Travels, Isle of Mull 2014 2/3 This week has been pretty good. I’m beginning to settle into a routine and enjoy that sense of getting more established somewhere. I head in to the…
My Cheesemaking Travels, Isle of Mull 2014 1/3 It seems we don’t get to decide what we’re going to get from an opportunity. I am sure that is all well and good but being a…
A SILENT MISCARRIAGE January 2021 A week ago today they told me my baby had died. Three intolerable words ‘there’s no heartbeat’, repeated twice. An empty, emotionless observation from a woman I had just met….
The Farm. My Cheesemaking Travels, Jasper Hill 2014. The Vermont Diaries 3/3 I love the farm. It feels so good to finally be working outside and great to have contact with the cows. They are…
The Cellars. My Cheesemaking Travels, Jasper Hill 2014. The Vermont Diaries 1/3 I have turned, washed, salted, brushed, wiped, larded, patted, barked and spiked more cheese then I would have previously thought possible. The cheeses…
The Cheese House. My Cheesemaking Travels, Jasper Hill 2014. The Vermont Diaries 2/3 I was right to be daunted at the prospect of working in the creamery though it turns out that getting my mind…
Another batch made and the summer almost passed. Technically this batch happened in June but now it’s August so here we are. I am still taking an inordinate amount of time to get myself moving…
It’s a beautiful hazy grey day outside. One of those true Scottish dreich days that has a beauty all of its own. Spring is trying to come into bloom, buds are waiting on the side…