Geek novel.

Lemon tart for you gluten free lovelies

Mon, 08 Aug 2011 10:54:55 +0100

Heya,

So over the weekend i’ve been relaxing with my lovely fiancee and of course, experimenting with baking gluten free. So here is a recipe i’d like you to try- was posted on the Genius Gluten Free facebook page because it looked scrumptious (and it was :p).

The pastry was pre made Genius Shortcrust pastry (found in the frozen section of most big supermarkets), or of course you can make your own- see http://www.dovesfarm.co.uk/recipes/gluten-free-pastry/.

For the filling i used:

4 eggs

1 lemons worth of zest

4 lemons (Juice)

125g caster sugar

150ml double cream

Oven on to 180 degrees fan.

Blind bake your pastry -

Roll out your pastry about the thickness of just under a 1 pound coin (too thick and you’ll find when blind baking that your edges of the pie crust will begin to brown quickly, so it needs to be a bit thinner to enable your pie to not burn and to not leave the bottom half uncooked) Place baking sheet of paper over your pastry and fill with dried beans/rice, put in the oven for 10 mins. Remove the baking sheet and beans and return to the oven until the bottom has browned slightly.

For the filling:

Put the oven down to 160 degrees fan.

You put the zest, sugar and eggs into a bowl and beat it until there are no bits of egg left but a nice smooth sugary mixture.

Pour in the lemon juice and stir in.

Pour in the cream and whisk until smooth.

If the mixture is frothy on top, remove the froth with a spoon (the less air the better, it will set more evenly this way)

Put the filling into the pastry and into the oven for 25-30 mins.

(I always cook the filling from cold because of convenience but a little tip from Raymond Blanc is to heat up the mixture in a pan only slightly before putting into the oven -it will allow it to cook evenly and quicker, also enabling the tart crust to not brown as much. But this is purely if you are a perfectionist.)

Remove from oven when set, but slightly wobbly- it will continue to cook out of the oven as it cools.

EAT warm or cold with cream or creme fraiche

Yummy

Audrey Tautou: 'I didn’t want this power’ - Telegraph

Sun, 07 Aug 2011 19:50:22 +0100

Audrey Tautou: 'I didn’t want this power’ - Telegraph:

Sad to see she wants to quit acting but to be honest, i would do the same

(via I write words ‘n’ stuff.) lol

Mon, 01 Aug 2011 20:00:51 +0100

(via I write words ‘n’ stuff.)

lol

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matthewmcnulty:

A cd sarah kreczmer made me years ago.!

C.D i made for my friend Matt Mcnulty back in the high school days. Remember C.D’s?

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Something incredibly lovely about watching and smelling red wine reduce in a homemade ragu or casserole. The best way to be intoxicated i feel.

Foodepedia - Feeding you the good stuff

Mon, 01 Aug 2011 11:03:12 +0100

Foodepedia - Feeding you the good stuff:

Read a few articles from this site over my lazy weekend- gotta love reading about food…and eating it

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Sun, 31 Jul 2011 17:15:26 +0100

picapixels:

カオスちゃんねる : その一枚でドラマ・メッセージを感じる画像

Reminds me of the new Winnie the Pooh movie. Yes i think you can forgive me for going back to my childhood one cloudy unemployed day.

The Writers room- Red Lights On production, C.A.D designs

Tue, 26 Apr 2011 12:02:16 +0100

The Writers room- Red Lights On production, C.A.D designs

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Tue, 26 Apr 2011 12:01:12 +0100

Chiara’s room, Red lights on production, C.A.D designs

Roys Office- Red Lights On production C.A.D designs

Tue, 26 Apr 2011 12:00:15 +0100

Roys Office- Red Lights On production C.A.D designs

Sorry for the lack of update- check out ma new stuff!

Sun, 27 Mar 2011 21:04:28 +0100

Sorry for the lack of update- check out ma new stuff!

Hey everyone, read my new food blog-flog

Sat, 29 Jan 2011 09:12:00 +0000

http://aglutenfreeflog.tumblr.com/

Two of my favourite poems. Oscar Wilde

Fri, 29 Oct 2010 17:24:15 +0100

Her Voice
by Oscar Wilde

The wild bee reels from bough to bough
With his furry coat and his gauzy wing.
Now in a lily-cup, and now
Setting a jacinth bell a-swing,
In his wandering;
Sit closer love: it was here I trow
I made that vow,

Swore that two lives should be like one
As long as the sea-gull loved the sea,
As long as the sunflower sought the sun,—
It shall be, I said, for eternity
’Twixt you and me!
Dear friend, those times are over and done,
Love’s web is spun.

Look upward where the poplar trees
Sway and sway in the summer air,
Here in the valley never a breeze
Scatters the thistledown, but there
Great winds blow fair
From the mighty murmuring mystical seas,
And the wave-lashed leas.

Look upward where the white gull screams,
What does it see that we do not see?
Is that a star? or the lamp that gleams
On some outward voyaging argosy,—
Ah! can it be
We have lived our lives in a land of dreams!
How sad it seems.

Sweet, there is nothing left to say
But this, that love is never lost,
Keen winter stabs the breasts of May
Whose crimson roses burst his frost,
Ships tempest-tossed
Will find a harbour in some bay,
And so we may.

And there is nothing left to do
But to kiss once again, and part,
Nay, there is nothing we should rue,
I have my beauty,—you your Art,
Nay, do not start,
One world was not enough for two
Like me and you.

My Voice
by Oscar Wilde

Within this restless, hurried, modern world
We took our hearts’ full pleasure—You and I,
And now the white sails of our ship are furled,
And spent the lading of our argosy.

Wherefore my cheeks before their time are wan,
For very weeping is my gladness fled,
Sorrow hath paled my lip’s vermilion,
And Ruin draws the curtains of my bed.

But all this crowded life has been to thee
No more than lyre, or lute, or subtle spell
Of viols, or the music of the sea
That sleeps, a mimic echo, in the shell.

Poem videography

Fri, 08 Oct 2010 19:46:07 +0100

Poem i’m contemplating to turn into a video for a multi media piece, although not sure how it could work yet. I’ll do the thinking you do the reading.

Human

In a house so derelict,

Roger sits and thinks about her.

Not only does she not exist but he feels

like a ghost everytime he sits there.

He sits in a turret

almost above the sky

Talking to himself

She’s far away, but he

always gives it a try.

Anna’s a tiny soul

Just below the ground

She’s grown up now

although she’s still not allowed.

To run

her home

Doesn’t exist

Doesn’t breathe

Oh Roger be a dear, don’t believe.

‘I’ll love you’ says Roger

so casually said, so beautifully read from his mouth.

Anna’s not crazy, she’d believe,

They drift, they float, over hills and then south.

She’s cheated though, he’s not even real.

To fall in love there, she can’t eat a meal.

And so she desends, again to her lair

Like a lost soul, like an unwanted prayer.

To run,

His home

Doesn’t exist

Doesn’t breathe

Leave oh Anna

Be a dear - don’t grieve.

It was all a dream. Relax.

Wed, 22 Sep 2010 17:28:00 +0100

I’m back, permanently now…i promise.

I suppose my absence is a reflection of how distant i have been in finding things to write about that have any substance therefore i shall write about just that.

The afternoon is the part of the day when i start to wonder whether i have done anything productive since 9am. It’s the time when i reflect over a peppermint tea (or mini milk- i’m sometimes not too civilised) and think too much; and as such, i’ve reflected today that my only solution for thinking too much is to write about it.

I’m a strong worrier, and to counteract my worries i help other peoples worries. If someone on facebook states ‘omgz i cant do this essay’ i tend to give as much help as possible, but then again i don’t have many friends who wish to abbreviate oh my god to omgz; and they aren’t that religious either. The help i give is only a hint to myself that through this procrastination i haven’t actually helped myself. I have finally found the reason for why i am so stressed, worried, anxious- and i feel quite alot of people are the same.

I can’t relax.

I’ve tried, believe me. It’s partially to do with the addiction of the internet and social networking- sometime there is just too much distraction, inspiration even, to contain your thoughts. My mind constantly makes circles on ideas and questions that could possibly solve a screenplay, interview answer or how the hell do i fix an internet router?

How can i relax?

It’s a good question really, for someone who wants to be active. I personally can’t be too active due to my body refusing me to do anything due to my ‘anxiety’.

Me: I get my IBS symptoms after i’ve just eaten a meal

Doctor: Anxiety. You must control this.

Me: How do you control anxiety?

Doctor: Relaxing, deep breaths, excerise.

…

Well you can cut out the last one.

Writing, calms down my panic attacks, thoughts of loneliness, struggles i’m having, and crams them into a tiny book of worry. After i shut the book, i feel better. I call it my scream diary. I am however constantly reminded that i can’t be in that book forever, dealing with situations at work, screaming children and such.

Maybe i’m a writer because i find it’s the only job i want that can relieve these struggles in a career.

The only other way i ever feel completely relaxed is just before i’m about to go to sleep and i’m watching a sitcom before bedtime next to be fiancee. Why can’t my whole day just be in bed?

Maybe one day it will.

How do you relax?

ooOOOOooo

Sat, 21 Aug 2010 15:36:05 +0100

ooOOOOooo

40 something or other job applications, so maybe all i need is an iphone application?

Thu, 12 Aug 2010 13:51:00 +0100

It’s not because i’m unexperienced - ‘it’s how you present yourself!’

Well what a load of boo-lonely.

I mean, not having a well paid job at the moment is a two way situation. I get more time off to write scripts, plan what i’m going to do for next year’s production work. Just no money for it.

I’m in this endless vicious cycle that over half of the population beg to be out of, the numbing, continuous drivel from daytime television (especially repetitive re-runs of Come Dine With Me) is beginning to burn into my brain.

Thank Jedi for free/affordable Iphone applications though,

The http://hipstamaticapp.com/ is definitely worth a purchase, especially with the new Iphone 4, it makes your photos all colourful, old and stuff !

If you can’t afford a bloody good camera (like the canon 550d, which i’ve been begging the parentals for (for some decent amount of time) this is a good application to go and fake being arty and it- does make you happy. I’d wait for the next update though, there’s been a few technical glitches with earlier versions such as, because of the data attached to the photos (it labels the lens type e.t.c) it interferes with the social networking aspect of the app.

Other than that, it’s worth a pound and you automatically have a new gadget.

I’ve completely rinsed out my solitaire application ( 1min 14 completion time- oh yes) and i’ve completely almost all three stars on every platform of Angry Birds,

http://www.thesun.co.uk/sol/homepage/features/3058046/Angry-Birds-iPhone-app-is-all-the-rage.html

It’s a good procrastination-when- you- need- to -otherwise- you- may- end- up- hitting- your- 40inch- television- because- trisha’s-voice- is- so- irritating-device.

What if i don’t have a smartphone?

You’re doomed.

Awesome photo by Storm Models

Wed, 11 Aug 2010 17:54:22 +0100

Awesome photo by Storm Models

Absence is a drink served cold

Fri, 18 Jun 2010 10:10:03 +0100

I agree,

I have been on a long vacation away from Tumblr due to an installation- multi platform project at University entitled Senescence - you can check the video segment to it here -

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MMmF2ZVgs5Y

Now i’m back for the summer in order to talk to you about ideas for a new science fiction film about immortality that has an interactive game set alongside it, 3D Technology and why oh why oh why, and summer in Bristol.

But now i’ve given you the cold shoulder, i beg you come back

Here’s some donuts for you grown ups

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