DeeBeeLicious' Dirky Blog
Firstly, a BIG thank you to Dirk, Tracy & the rest of the admins/mods here at lovely DBCentral in giving us (me) the opportunity to blog. You are v generous in time and effort (and no doubt cost! )
Secondly, some of you may have read a post I wrote a few weeks back in which I said to the effect 'thanks for the offer but I wouldn't be blogging here'. Well reader, here I am. To clarify, I've decided to blog 'Dirk-related' items at DBC. And as you will no doubt come to read in the future, 'Dirk-related' ('Dr') will be a loose and vague notion. So, first blog - I suppose I should introduce my self, my inspirations, my being?
Nah! Too obvious for me - tha'll be my 2nd blog. My first one goes like this!
I read an interesting article, which I'd like to share in part with you. It is from Rosie Boycott, from the Autumn 2007 National Trust Magazine.
"40% of all ready meals sold in Europe are consumed here in Britain. By choosing to buy them, we lose our connection with the land and the produce that comes from it. For many, home cooking is largely a lost art, and those ready meals enable families to consume their meals when and where they want around the house - Pot Noodles on the bed, anyone? So food, once something that provided real cohesion for families as they sat together to eat, now seems a way to avoid family life. Feminism, I believe, has played a role in this. 35 years ago I co-founded Spare Rib, Britain's first feminist magazine. Our ambitions were huge: we wanted women out of the home and into the workplace. 'Don't type and don't cook,' we said. As the 70s rolled on, women juggled increasingly complicated lives, and there was little time left for cooking.
"Today, I would argue, most of us have lost touch with where food comes from. Children on Jamie's School Dinners didn't know that carrots came from the ground. ... Cooking is no longer taught in schools. ... For me, the importance of reconnecting with a more natural rhythm was forcibly brought home when I broke my leg in a car accident. It took more than 20 months to heal. The time seemed to stretch endlessly ahead of me. What saved me, in the end, was my garden: planting bulbs and thinking, 'when they come up I will be able to walk without crutches again.' Like everyone in our frantic world, I am used to being able to make things happen, more or less, immediately. But all I could do was create the best environment and then sit back and wait. Once I made that vital connection, I gained a respect for the natural, rather than the man-made order of things. "She goes on to discuss how her gardening turned into a small-holding and how spending money in local stores brings more of the wealth back to the local economy compared with using the major supermarkets.
The reason I wanted to start with this article, is because it reminded me of some of the ire Dirk stirred up when he wrote in his first book about mothers (parents?) getting back into the kitchen and cooking for their families. Some took that to be a chauvinistic view and totally out-dated. But here, we see a strong proud Feminist, who might have argued against Dirk in the 70s and 80s, come to agree with him in the 00s - only took 30 years Dirk!
Love and peace to us all.
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