Baking is Love – Cheesy Mashed Potato Scones, Heart shaped, of course.

In the Spirit of the Bake Off, I have made some Mashed Potato Scones, and I made them Heart shaped. Well why not?

I didn’t follow a recipe as such, I just improvised. I had some mashed potato left over and wanted to make something with it.

To make mashed potato, I never add milk which I find makes it too runny. I add a tablespoon of butter and a good handful of grated cheddar cheese.

I had a cup and half of this mix left over to which I added some extra salt, some pepper and an egg.

I then gradually added self raising flour until the mixture became a sticky dough. I kneaded it on a floured board then rolled it into a ball and left it for an hour.

Then I flatted it, cut it into quarters and shaped each piece into a heart shape just less then an inch thick.

I then placed them on a baking tray, brushed them with milk and baked them in a medium to hot oven for 15 minutes.

Here is the result.

So not the traditional scones that we spread with jam, but a savoury one that tasted delicious spread with butter.


Love and Cake – A poem for Bake Off.

My Blogging Pal Mel is taking part in the Bloggers Bake Off, click on the links below to take part. To celebrate this event, I have written a short poem.

It’s that time of year again

When thoughts turn to something tasty

And despite the summer rain,

We’ll be merry but not so hasty.

We’ve been through a year so tough

But keep smiling for goodness sake,

Sometimes it felt we’d had enough

But where there’s love, there’s often cake.

For that’s how we show we care

We get together, drink tea and bake.

And in addition to the food we share

It’s more love that we will make.

Song Lyric Sunday: I don’t take coffee, I take tea, my dear.

The Challenge set by Jim Adams in his post linked below, is to find a song lyric that has something to do with a prompt. This week we have coffee related prompts of Cappuccino/Coffee/Expresso/Latte/Mocha

I thought of this song by Sting. I’ve never been to New York, but if I did, I’d be saying the same thing: I don’t take coffee, I take tea, my dear.

Englishman In New York


I don’t take coffee, I take tea, my dear
I like my toast done on one side
And you can hear it in my accent when I talk
I’m an Englishman in New York

See me walking down Fifth Avenue
A walking cane here at my side
I take it everywhere I walk
I’m an Englishman in New York

Oh, I’m an alien, I’m a legal alien
I’m an Englishman in New York
Oh, I’m an alien, I’m a legal alien
I’m an Englishman in New York

If “manners maketh man” as someone said
He’s the hero of the day
It takes a man to suffer ignorance and smile
Be yourself no matter what they say

Oh, I’m an alien, I’m a legal alien
I’m an Englishman in New York
Oh, I’m an alien, I’m a legal alien
I’m an Englishman in New York

Modesty, propriety can lead to notoriety
You could end up as the only one

Twittering Tales – Too much Water.

Photo by WikiImages at

As he looked down, bundled up in his airtight space suit, he considered something his training seemed to omit. The sight of all that water rising on Earth made him regret having that large cup of tea.

Chalk it up to experience. He hoped he’ll make it back to the ship in time.

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This was written for Kat Myrman’s Twittering Tales challenge, see the link below:

Twittering Tales #133 – 23 April 2019


I have also included the following word prompts:



Multiple Word Prompt Poem – No appetite for Ebullience

This poem was inspired by the following word prompts:

No Appetite for Ebullience

I’m not feeling so Ebullient,

My ‘get up and go’, got up and went,

I’m searching for some clarity,

Or failing that a bit of hilarity

A laugh is worth its weight in gold,

At least that’s what I’m often told,

But I have lost my oomf and appetite,

My ambition lost without a fight,

However, there is always hope,

And I’m sure that I’ll survive and cope.

There’s always tomorrow, Just wait and see.

For now, I’ll relax and have a nice cup of tea.

Copyright: Kristian Fogarty 09/January/2019

Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge – I couldn’t survive without my Tea.

The Go Dog Go has posted their Tuesday writing prompt challenge, see below:

Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge: Tuesday, September 18

It is to write a poem about something you couldn’t survive without.

So here is mine:



I can survive pretty well without my phone

It doesn’t bother me to be all alone.

I can survive without watching T.V

but I can’t survive without my cup of tea,

for where there’s tea, there’s hope

As long as I’ve got tea, I can cope.

It helps me think and keeps me calm,

for me, there is no better balm.

So before I start to scream incessantly,

Please fetch me a nice hot cup of tea.

Oh, and I wouldn’t say no, for heaven’s sake,

to a nice big slice of delicious cake.




Picture of the Day – Cockington village

I am not being rude, it is honestly the name of a very pretty village near Torquay in Devon, England.

It is quite a popular spot for coach tours because it is so quaint. The village Smithy is still going strong with its Thatched roof. A number of cottages still have their traditional thatch. This view was taken from one of the tea gardens, where they serve the famous Devonshire Cream Tea.

Cream tea isn’t, like someone I know thought, Tea with cream in it (Yuck),

It is Tea served with Scones, Clotted cream and Jam. Clotted cream itself is a wonder. It is cream so thick you can spread it with a knife.

Nothing can quite compare to a lovely sunny day sitting in the tea garden in Cockington overlooking a duck pond eating scones with clotted cream and jam and enjoying a nice cup of tea.

I hope you enjoy this picture.