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Monday 19/1: Played for Morris practice. Began learning Soldier's Joy (tune to Four-Hand Reel), practiced the Bunch of Fives tune.
Tuesday 20/1: Practiced Bunch of Fives & Soldier's Joy, and probably other tunes too.
Wednesday 21/1: Practiced Bunch of Fives & Soldier's Joy, and probably other tunes too.
Thursday 22/1: Practiced Bunch of Fives & Soldier's Joy, and probably other tunes too.

[Holy crap, self. You need to make more of an effort here. Though granted I didn't note these days down, so maybe I did something else creative as well.]
Friday 23/1: Errands of DOOM day. Worked on a SoulCollage card (Prostitute). Dani date/creative prep: went to the bead shop and had a browse. Bought Morris bells, some random beads for projects that have been waiting on same, beads for an akhu rosary, and some supplies for super sekrit projects for Steph's birthday. Also went to Lincraft and bought some new yarn for the snood I want to crochet. Also bought a beautiful turned wood crochet hook to go with it.
Saturday 24/1: Put together the akhu rosary.
Sunday 25/1: Gardened. Began to work on the snood (chained, did first row and half of second).
Monday 26/1: Pulled out most of the work I did on the snood on Sunday, and crocheted lots more. Got up to row 12. Creative maintenance: Began organising recipe folder.


Today I've been pretty awesome. I did ALL our handwashing and got it hanging out the back in front of our GIANT GREENHOUSE-LIKE WINDOW before it got too hot. This will hopefully reduce (at least slightly) the speed at which the backroom heats up today when it reaches FOUR MILLION DEGREES around two to three o'clock.

I also worked on and finished the first of Steph's birthday present-projects and got it wrapped up and put in my creative/present/electronics drawer. I'm feeling pretty awesome about that. I took photos, and I'll put them up after Steph's birthday, which is MARCH 9. How ahead of time and organised am I??
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As I was reading [livejournal.com profile] alfrecht's summation of PantheaCon, I couldn't help but feel that Australia should have one.

Seriously. We have the Australian Wiccan Conference, but loads of the people who attend that aren't Wiccan. We might not have heaps of the Big Name Pagan Authors (like America does), but surely there are quite a few people who could give workshops. Maybe we could bring a couple of BN Americans over.

I know we have Kemetic Orthodoxists (what is the correct term there??). There's at least a couple of other Australians on the Neos Alexandria list. There are bunches and bunches of people on Witches of Melbourne who aren't Wiccan – and no-one said that Wiccans couldn't come anyway. There are thousands of people who attend the (hem, hem) Mind Body Spirit festival. Hell, you might be able to get *some* morris dancers to open the event (i.e., not the ones in our side who are strict Christians). Maybe you could manage to get Wendy (when she's not off gallivanting across America or Europe).

It'd be awesome. Unfortunately, since I am more-or-less completely disconnected from the local Pagan scene, and have no brain space to devote so such a thing, it's not going to happen. Be awesome if it did, though. It would be so nice to connect to some locals for a change.
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Hermes' sacred number is four, but I also associate him with eight. Eight has always been a number of fascination and magic to me. I can't remember where I got the connection with Hermes from (Is that your UPG, Sannion?)

Here there are three quartz crystals on the drop for purification prayers, then on the round, four sets of two silver beads (=8), and four sets of eight blue stone beads. I've done the blue bead prayers as a repeating call and response, which divides them into two sets of four again. The silver beads flank the blue beads as opening and closing prayers to each section. The beads are strung on white linen thread.

The beads )

The prayers are heavily excerpted from the Orphic Hymns to Hermes, although there's a couple of things from the Homeric Hymns, too. They're arranged into four sets of four. Each section is dedicated to one of four aspects of Hermes, with four stages to the prayers: an opening prayer, a call, a response (these are repeated four times for the eight blue beads), and a closing prayer.

One final note: the first one is actually kind of more than one aspect, but I'm using "heart-delighter"/giver of good things as an umbrella term which luck-bringer and prophet come under. Also "hawk-faced" is entirely my UPG, but it's related to his association with hawks, and "birds of omen" (mentioned in the Homeric hymns). "Hawk-faced" is just what intuitively felt right when I was writing the prayers.

The prayers )
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I'm so excited. I've just finished typesetting my diary for the year – and Steph wanted one, so it's for both of us now. Our diary has all the Neos Alexandria festivals in it, all the moon phases, and, at the back, the prayers for our new Egyptian and Greek prayer beads from Cauldron Farm, and the script for the Senut rite. I think I'm also going to put in the Orphic hymns to Hekate and Hermes in my copy. It's very much a spiritual document for me, as well as a mundane one.

Hoorah! Now I'm going to get it printed and bound. I'm totally posting a couple of screenshots soon.
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A few weeks ago, I went on Adventure to find as many (public) images of the Gods in Melbourne as I could. I knew there were a few around. I was also planning on going to the National Gallery, but it is closed on Tuesdays. Very annoying.
Read more... )
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I have had a rather wonderful day so far. I got myself in gear early – even though I was up late with class last night – and managed to pray in front of my shrine, which is something I haven't done properly in weeks. I also turned the affirmation I was given in Kinesiology class last night into a prayer, and I'll be using that for the next nine days.

I picked up Making a Literary Life, by Carolyn See, which my dad gave me a few years ago, and read it on the tram. I haven't read it all the way through before, and it tied in well with the later theme of the day. I also got to see my girl, as I was bringing in documents from home she forgot. She is feeling flat today, and I made her smile several times on the walk to her work, which was even better. Then, as there's a Westpac right near her work, I deposited my paycheque. *virtuous*

And I decided that I was sick of being upset about missing Anelisseia, especially since it involves Thoth, one of my favourite gods, and Hermes, who has been quietly moving himself to the forefront of my attention recently. So, refusing to wallow in misery any longer, I used my Reader's Feast voucher to buy a book on beginner's book of heiroglyphs published by the British Museum that I've been eyeing off (it's designed for kids and looks like a lot of fun), which is, unintentionally and unconsciously, for Thoth. RF didn't have any books on Greece that I wanted (they had Kerenyi's book on Dionysus, which I'm interested in, but felt a bit funny buying for Anelisseia), so I checked out their YA section and picked up a new-ish Diana Wynne Jones called The Pinhoe Egg, which I suppose is appropriately Hermean since it's about magic. I tend to associate Thoth with non-fiction and editing, and Hermes with the writing of fiction, so it worked out very well.

I went into Haigh's on Swanston St for some cheer-up chocs for Steph, and some ritual chocolates (a couple of dark-chocolate violet creams for Dj, a dark chocolate, bronze-foiled heart for Herm), and made a nuisance of myself asking which of the filled chocolates were dairy-free. There was one that seemed to be a new one, and the woman behind the counter couldn't find it in her book, and ended up ringing the Block Arcade shop to find out. While she was on the phone, the other girl behind the counter struck up a conversation with me. She was a little heavy and about my age. She said that the manager of the store's husband or partner (I forget) was vegan, so she knew all about which ones were safe, but she was on hols. I said I was vegan, and the girl was really interested, and wanted to know what I ate "as a replacement", and where I liked to eat out. She said she used to be vegetarian in her teens, but her parents told her it was too expensive (what bollocks) and put the kibosh on it. She had been vegetarian for animal-rights reasons, and asked why I went vegan. I said that Steph had eczema set off by dairy, and that the research we did caused us to believe that eating animal products isn't very good for people. I mentioned The China Study, and offered to write it down. (I wrote down Eat to Live, too, partly because she was rather heavy and I thought she might be interested, and partly because it's more layperson-friendly than The China Study. Steph refers to it as the "how-to guide" of The China Study.) She said that her brother and sister had really bad eczema, so I wrote down Eczema-Free for Life, which Steph found essential in finally coming to an understanding about what having eczema means.

Anyway, the other woman came back from her phone conversation, and I placed my order (as well as a couple of peppermint centres for me), and she was very stoic with the shopgirl chatting with me. Finally, as I was about to leave, the shopgirl said I had "lovely skin", which made me smile all the way back to work.

I set up an altar on my desk, where the books in their navy Reader's Feast voucher form an altar cloth, and the chocolates sat upon a CD-spindle pedestal. I've got a few important things done at work, which is nice, and as no-one is in the office at the moment, I performed a ritual in my lunchbreak. I read a hymn to Hermes, and a prayer to Thoth, skimmed through the heiroglyph book, read the first few pages of The Pinhoe Egg, and performed bibliomancy in same:

"I only came to find my cat, really," Marianne said.


... which is pretty revealing to me, for a YA fantasy novel.

So I've had a lovely Anelisseia, even ten days late.
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I won't really be on Livejournal much for the next week or so, as I estimate that's how long it will take me to read the final book. I'm trying to be really good, and not lose a whole day of work by reading it all in one sitting – my plans for Sunday did not even remotely pan out. There was no sitting with tea. No cake. Steph read me the first three chapters while I did endless amounts of dishes left from our party Saturday night.

While I'm reading the final book, I'm concurrently reading the fifth book, which I started while Steph had our copy of the seventh. I couldn't help but be struck by Harry's court appearance, beginning with his "prayer" at the memorial fountain that if he was successful, he'd leave seven Galleons in the fountain. (You'll have to excuse errors of fact, as I am at work, waiting for some PDFs to distil, and have not either book with me.) One could, if one liked, read this as a prayer to Apollon; both the seven and the fact that the fountain's proceeds go to a hospital seem significant. Harry is, finally, triumphant, after some Hermes-esque manoeuvring from Dumbledore, and is faithful to his oath; so much so that he actually tips the whole of his moneybag into the fountain.

It made me smile, seeing that image this time around, as it resembles the silver coins I leave for Hermes at the intersection near our home.

Readings.

Jun. 20th, 2007 01:06 pm
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I enjoyed myself at the library yesterday, when I finally got there. On the way to the State Library, I stopped in at my local library, and my almost-local other branch of same. I picked up ten new books, which seems outrageous until you realise eight of those are comic books (three Planetarys, two Stormwatch, Orbiter, Warren Ellis & [livejournal.com profile] jacen's Deep Blue, From Hell). One of the remaining novels is a YA book, so that won't take me long to read either. So I really only have three solid books in there: two William Gibsons, and From Hell. It's nice to have some fiction to read, and since my council/local library doesn't seem to stock any of the non-fiction books I want to track down at the moment, I might as well catch up on some of the fiction books I've always wanted to read, but haven't been able to due to lack of funds to buys them, or motivation to track them down through the library system.

I'm reading my way through Planetary, and so far I've spotted analogues to the Fantastic Four, Death and Dream in their episode 8 Sandman "feeding the pigeons" schtick, Swamp Thing, someone who is simultaneously John Constantine and Spider Jerusalem, Dr Doom, Godzilla, Morpheus (from Those Movies), a silhouette I'm assuming is meant to be Superman, and a guy with a blue and gold uniform and gold goggles that I know I should recognise. A couple of the references are more subtle, but some of them have been so outrageous that I can hardly believe Ellis hasn't been sued yet.

Holy crap. I've just read on another few pages: definitely Superman (different character instance, though), the Green Lantern, Wonder Woman ... Ellis has no shame. He's a genius.

Anyway, I went to the State Library, and dipped into Burkert's Greek Religion, and also picked up Women's Religion in the Greco-Roman World, ed. Ross Shepard Kraemer, which I'd seen in my trip on Sunday. I skimmed through WRGRW for bits that interested me – there was much less than I expected. I thought it would be based in, well, Græco-Roman pagan religion, but about half the quotes are about Christianity. Perhaps it's not all that surprising, in retrospect. The editor has used what is extant. There was one text I was interested in: "Chloe and Daphnis worship the nymphs", from a romance called "Daphnis and Chloe", by Longus. Next time I'm going to the library, I'm going to go with money, so I can buy a photocopy card, I'm telling you. No more of this "writing out long quotes by hand" nonsense.

I struggled through the first bit of Burkert, on "Pre-Greek" religion (Minoans and someone else beginning with M. Mycenaeans?) before giving up and attempting a bit further in, and finding it a pretty easy read, actually. This reassured me. It meant that the problem was not with Burkert, or even a me–Burkert interface, but rather with the fact that what little I learnt about Pre-Greek (pre-Hellenic?) and Greek civilisation at uni has been forgotten, meaning I have no framework for the new information. I really do need to track down a good history of Greece, so I know which adjective/noun to use where (what's the geographical and historical definition of a Hellene? When is a person an Argive? An Achaean?) I read most of what Burkert noted about the Orphics, and even went to the Greek Literature section (800 something. 880, I think) to track down a copy of Euripides' Hippolytus to read the reference B made. I think I'm going to try to read more about the Orphics. I know the library has a copy of Burkert's Ancient Mystery Cults, so I'm going to properly look that over next time. There were also a few books on religious vegetarianism I want to look at again: Food for the Gods: Vegetarianism and the World's Religions (which only focuses on modern religions, alas, but still looks interesting), and Religious Vegetarianism: From Hesiod to the Dalai Lama, which the library also has, and which I've read the first few pages of. The latter also talks about a book "misleadingly called" The Philosophy of Vegetarianism, by Daniel Dombrowski, which is apparently a study of ancient vegetarianism. I've just looked it up on the State Library's online catalogue, and they have a copy. Woohoo! I love my SLV.

Anyway, as I was leaving, I saw a big perspex box on a pedestal, one like the museum used to have, where one could donate to the upkeep of the library. I sacrificed (you wouldn't say libated, would you? It's a non-liquid sacrifice) my last three coins to Thoth, Hermes and Orpheus (the Orphics were known by their love of scrolls=books). It made me happy.

I also checked out Reader's Feast, my favourite bookshop in the city. They have one of Burkert's books, but it's not one I'm currently interested in, and from memory they have one of Kerenyi's, who I haven't read, but have seen referenced. I may be able to get some interesting things there, and if I can't find everything I want, they're generally happy to order it in. Perhaps I might spend my $16 voucher that expires at the end of this month there ...
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I like this one, because I've managed to sneak a sort-of pun in there. I referred to Melbourne as the "city of storms". This is a reference to the fact that everyone claims that Melbourne's weather is so bad (which is bollocks. I LOVE rain and I can tell you we don't get that much. And as I recall, Sydney has a higher rate than we do), and the fact that our Rugby ... (er, Union? No wait, League) team is called Melbourne Storm.

AHAHAH I KEEL ME.

Anyway, this is a prayer for rain, which Australia always needs more of. I should probably write a prayer of thankfulness to accompany it.

Prayer to Zeus )
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I began sketching the outlines of this in my head on the tram this morning; one of my resolutions this week vis-à-vis The Artist's Way was to make more of an attempt to incorporate my spirituality in my life. I thought a prayer to Thoth, specifically tailored to my work, would be nice. [livejournal.com profile] sannion asked for prayer/poetry submissions for Neos Alexandria this afternoon, and one of the gods he wanted things for was Thoth, so I got myself into gear.

Prayer to Thoth )
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Say not, “I have found the truth,” but rather, “I have found a truth.”
Say not, “I have found the path of the soul.” Say rather, “I have met the soul walking upon my path.”
For the soul walks upon all paths.
The soul walks not upon a line, neither does it grow like a reed.
The soul unfolds itself, like a lotus of countless petals.

The Prophet, Kahlil Gibran
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Happy St. Valentine's Day, flist! You are all loved. Filios.

[livejournal.com profile] sannion has noted that this year, Theogamia (the Greek festival of marriage, celebrating the bond between Zeus and Hera) falls on St. Valentine's.

I sing of gold-throned Hera, Rhea born,
Immortals' Queen - Her form outshineth all -
the sister of loud-thund'ring Zeus, and wife,
sublime; the Bless'd on Bless'd Olympus' peak
revere and honor Her as much as Zeus.

I sing of Zeus, chiefest among the gods and greatest,
all-seeing, the lord of all, the fulfiller who whispers words of
wisdom to Themis as she sits leaning towards him.
Be gracious, all-seeing Son of Cronos, most excellent and great!


Thinking about marriage, of course, makes me think about the fact that my sweetie and I can't, though we want to. The reason we can't is that we are both genetically female, and our Prime Minister, John Howard, has put through legislation to specifically define us out of marriage. One day we hope to travel somewhere that recognises our bond, and to tie the knot officially. Perhaps one day that place will be in Australia.

Also, Steph wants a fancy ceremony, and is happy to wait while we accrue the moulah that allows us to do it the way we want. Why rush? It won't be formally recognised, and we already know that we're bound.

So this makes me think of Frey, who (according to the folks at Cauldron Farm) blesses non-traditional unions, such as ours (he's married to a giantess).

Agape.

And, of course, finally, to my sweetheart, my lover, my best friend, and my fiancée, [livejournal.com profile] earlymorningair. Here's to our third Valentine's Day together. May we have many more opportunities for celebration. I love you. Filios, agape, eros, my sweet.
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So. I have this post I want to make, but first I want to update my "pagan" filter, because not all of you are pagan, and there's some stuff that I'm not sure I'm happy sharing with "lay people". And I'm sure not all of you are actually all that interested. So, I made a poll! Ah, the joys of the permanent account.

POLL! )

And a bonus linkie: The true meaning of Christmas! Featuring one of Jesus' less well known relations ...
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Argh. I'm stinky, but it's not yet safe to shower, because I didn't get up at 6 (I got up at 7, I'm not that much of a lazybones), so there won't be any hot water until about midday. I'm not sure I can stand it much longer. I may have to risk the sudden Ice Age 1 1/2 minutes in.

Ah, I love The Age. It has good articles in it (even when they're nicked from The Guardian). Mostly, though, I love the weekend magazines and the "A2" (or whatever they call it these days) supplement during the week. You know, the arty sort of stuff. OK, I do end up reading a selection of articles on the website, especially now Steph emails them to me (admittedly I'd frequently read them all when I was working at the nursing home). It's everything I might read a women's mag for, without, you know, the stupid. Now the Age website has blogs on it. It's great. Steph sent me a link to this post in "Chew on This", one of their resident bloggers. It's about the relative cost of veges. Kind of interesting, but blatantly obvious if you happened to think about it. I suppose part of the aim is to get people to think about it. Some interesting comments, though. Steph's commented, as has [livejournal.com profile] daharja (see "Leanne" towards the bottom). And check out Moron Gordon. You still need full-fat meat and dairy my arse. That's not what the research I've done has suggested. It's not even what his comment suggests! Just tacked on at the end, apropos of nothing. Even I commented this morning (as a response to Gordon), but The Age reviews comments before posting, so I don't know when/if it's going to be up (it was very civilised. I may post it here if it doesn't get approved). Gordon really got my back up, though. Fine, be a meat eater. Just don't claim that being vegan is somehow a lesser dietary choice. Pretty much the only thing we're deficient in is B12, and that's due to the crappy quality of our soils – it's a microbial by-product, hence why meat and dairy still contain it. It's from the animals' guts. Even human gut passengers make some B12, just don't rely on it as your sole source.

I'm a bit worried about next week. We were away last weekend on a morris dancing trip (check out Steph's journal, [livejournal.com profile] earlymorningair for photos), and before that we were out every night, right back to Sunday, except for Thursday, on which night we packed. Next week we have morris dancing on Monday, potentially dinner with my family Tuesday, Steph and I are hoping for a date Wednesday, Thursday we're having our Friday night swim, because Friday we have Nat's birthday (at Veggie Bar. YAAAAAAY!). Then Saturday day we have the Britannia Morris Men's ale (yearly footup ... no, wait. That doesn't translate into non-morris speak either. Yearly party) and Saturday night my best friend Jess's birthday. At least on Sunday we just have a Litha practice with Hedda and Liam. Then on that Monday, we'll have morris dancing again. Argh! At least we'll be home again on the 21st. I may have to put a note in our Google calendars. It will read: "VERBOTEN. No leaving the house." Busy, busy, busy!

I've just started my first piece of embroidery since year seven or eight, when we were supposed to do a sort of sampler, and I think I just mastered chain stitch. Just like any Google-enabled crafter, the first thing I did was search for and print out instructions and photos of stitches. Last night I did a lovely curly thing in outline stitch, which is like stem stitch but the other way around. Apparently, according to my stitch site, outline stitch was widely used in the Bayeux tapestry. This makes me happy.

Yesterday was a day of good food. For lunch, I made myself a wrap. I was craving the fake-chicken schnitzels Steph's sister eats, so I dry-fried one and had half in a wholemeal wrap with avocado, chickpea pate and sundried tomato tapenade spread on it, and fresh tomato, cos and purple lettuce and roasted pepper inside. Bloody fantastic. I had the other half of the schnitzel in another because it tasted so damn good. And if I hadn't been so lazy, I bet you could chuck some eggplant in instead of the schnitzel and it would taste even better.

Then, for dinner, I made a varient of Pim's "Rena's Aubergine in Tomato Sauce". I used one whole large eggplant, and fried it in water and some mushroom ketchup. Then used the half red onion in the fridge, and then I was lazy and used two tins of tomato instead of fresh (I was running a bit behind time). I was planning on making this a pasta casserole, but the only short pasta in the house was the stuff Mum-in-Not-Law bought with "Added Omega-3!" which means, yep, you guessed it, that it has fish oil in it. Still, I chucked it in a small casserole dish, and put the ground-up pine nuts and some wheat bran/husk stuff on top (what's it called? I've blanked), which is my default substitute for breadcrumbs. Absolutely delicious. Steph's only complaint was it wasn't sufficiently filling (we ate about two serves each), but that would have been solved by the pasta, or, failing that, some good ole bulky quinoa.

Then, as I was cooking that, I managed to get a apple crumble (I've been craving crumbles since Sean/Jenni served it to us at Y—— the Monday after our Penola morris trip) prepared and in the oven so it was ready after dinner. I subbed out some of the flour and put in some oats, because I wanted that texture, dammit. Then I took out some of the butter/nuttlex, since that was there to make the flour "crumby". And I used wholemeal flour, because white flour is for pussies. I also upped the apple content. It was very nice, especially when served with vegan custard. I used brown sugar instead of white, so it actually looked more like a caramel sauce. I also halved the amount of not-milk used. Overall, very, very decadent. There's even enough left over for another tonight, even after I halved the recipe! Yummyyummyyummy. It's only a modified recipe, not a brand-new one, but I might put it up on Reynard's Feast just so I can make it again. And next time, I may even increase the oats further ... I'll have to decide after I have it again tonight. Yum, dessert!

Oh, and yesterday I steamed the two smaller Christmas puddings I made Tuesday. They're my own recipe – I used the two vegan recipes I found and combined them a bit. I wanted to make sure that Steph and I have vegan treats to eat on Christmas day, and puddings are traditionally made far ahead of time. We'll probably get down to vegan rum balls and things closer to the time. I'll probably write up the pudding recipe in Reynard's Feast if they work. I have another pudding to steam today. I made double quantities of the recipe, and this will be the "full-sized" pudding for the morris Christmas. The other two are half-sized, for Steph and me as we'll probably be spending Christmas lunch apart. :(

Still, it's exciting! I bought the calico yesterday, and boiled it as instructed. The water turned this weird brown colour, which was off-putting. Still, calico-y water is good enough to flush loos with, so I tipped it into the bucket in the bathroom. The small puddings were boiled for four hours, and they went very soft! The calico was oily to touch, which I didn't expect, never having made puddings before. Still, it's just copha, so is probably very good for my hands. I'm glad I spoke to Steph's grandmother on Cup Day. She let me know about grating the copha (lard substitute) and getting the cloth wet beforehand (then I Googled and found out about boiling the fabric - makes sense, makes it sterile). The little puddings have been hanging up from the indoor clothes line all night. I just got them down. The fabric's stiff from having been essentially waxed, and the cloth around the puddings is stained dark, as it should be. They smell fantastic. After I'd bought all the ingredients (which set me back about $60–70 or so, $30 of which was the brandy), I found out that Steph's parents were planning on buying us a vegan pudding (they'd already bought a normal one)! Oh, well. It was partly the tradition (every family member stirs the pudding and makes a wish for the coming year) that attracted me, anyway. I was a little sad that Liam and Hedda ended up not being very interested, as they don't like pudding. Still, maybe they'd like MY puddings! ;)

Steph looked askance at her parents' pudding after she saw mine. "You can tell it hasn't been cooked in the fabric," she said. I'd noticed the same thing. That pudding's calico was pristine. A little poking showed plastic underneath. Hardly environmentally friendly, and NOT the way Steph's Nan used to make!

I should probably put the big pudding on soon. I have to boil its calico first. I want to get it on early, though. It'll be bigger and will require longer cooking. If only the various recipes I read could agree on a cooking time! Or at least on a cooking time per weight.

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