Sunday, 15 November 2015

Vegan Shopping - Manchester Superstore, Bolton.

That first vegan shopping I bought lasted two weeks instead of one! I still have a couple of canned items left, and I had to top up with some things, like bananas and tinned tomatoes, but I'm pretty impressed. Today I went to Manchester Superstore and here's what I bought.

Sunday, 8 November 2015

A Week Of Vegan Meals - Week One

Porridge: I'm not very good at mornings. In fact I'm really, really crap at mornings. Eating is the last thing on my mind when I first get up, so I don't do breakfast. However, these days I can't afford to be starving when I'm out and about, because sausage rolls from the bakery are very tempting, but they aren't vegan. And so I've tried forcing myself to have breakfast a few days this week. Porridge, made with almond milk, is very nice. I haven't missed cows' milk in porridge at all. 

Tuesday, 3 November 2015

Try Something New - Persimmon

Today I tried a persimmon, sometimes known as hong. 

I'll definitely be eating those again! DELICIOUS!! It's much like mango in texture, but there's no stone. It tastes a little bit like mango too, only a bit more perfumey, like lychees, and a lot milder in flavour. 

Monday, 2 November 2015

I'm A Meatoholic

Today I have been craving everything I've given up. Steak, liver, bacon, paté, lamb chops, cheese, steak, milk, flaky butter pastries, ice-cream, sausage rolls, cheese pie, ox-tongue, chocolate bars, steak, cake.... My stream of consciousness has been a never-ending conveyor-belt of non-vegan food. And it has involved blood. Lots of blood. I swear at one point I was watching some folk crossing over a zebra crossing in front of me, and I was sizing up their thighs thinking about which one would make the best roast. it's been bad. 

Sunday, 1 November 2015

My First Vegan Shop and Why I Ate Those Eggs Last Night

Homemade cream cakes, scones and egg sandwiches aren't vegan. But I ate them last night anyway. My best friend Simon had made such a lovely tea party for us, gone to such trouble, and I was starving. All I'd had to eat yesterday was three slices of bread with peanut butter. It was all I had in. I figured not starving myself was probably the better option in these circumstances. At least the eggs came from their own well-looked-after chickens. And being appreciative and grateful for the trouble he'd gone to was the right thing to do, especially so early on in my vegan journey. Today I went shopping, so no excuses now. 

Friday, 30 October 2015

The Day I Tried To Turn Vegan

I finally got around to watching Cowspiracy this week. My friends have been banging on about it for ages, but I couldn't feel motivated to watch yet another "How it's mean to eat animals" film. I've seen so many. Still love bacon.

Wednesday, 8 April 2015

Getting my knit on.

Okifolki shop is currently closed for business while I have a big re-think. In the meantime I'm free to make whatever I feel like making, without a care in the world about sales or target markets or other such restrictive thoughts. Phew! What a breath of fresh air! Can't wait to get stuck in! 

Meanwhile, my grandson's "blankie" fell to pieces. This is the second time it's happened. And so there was emergency knitting in progress over here for the past week or two. The yarn from his old original blanket is more like threadbare dish cotton these days...

Tuesday, 6 January 2015

One Man and his Campervan

I was watching this programme on TV called 'One Man And His Campervan' about a bloke who travels around the UK in his campervan searching out great food and places, and giving tips on campervan travelling. 

The first episode is set in Devon and the presenter, Martin Dorey, tells us that 37% of Britain's beaches are privately owned. "But never mind!" he declares "I have a friend...." and he drives up to this big old manor house where his mate Lady Whatsername is hanging out of an upstairs window. He shouts up to her and they have a conversation along the lines of: "Hey can I camp on your beach tonight please?", "Of course you can Martin. Enjoy it!". 

And the answer to the problem of privately owned beaches, according to Martin Dorey, is "Just try being friendly.". 


Pretentious git. 

I've a mind to seek out Lady Whatsername and see if she's as good as Martin's word....

Friday, 28 November 2014

A Year Flew By In Moments

Here's what happened, in a nutshell:

I cured my fibromyalgia by going on the caveman diet. For more about the paleo lifestyle, see here: The Primal Blueprint 101

Then, shortly after doing the I Am The Warrior ritual, I found out that fracking was coming to my neck of the woods and became involved in the anti-fracking movement at Barton Moss. 

For more on anti-fracking campaigns in the North West of England, see Frack Free Greater Manchester

Tuesday, 3 September 2013

I Am The Warrior. Pagan Ritual.

To celebrate the fire festival of Lughassadh this year, we at Bolton Area Pagans held an 'I Am The Warrior' ritual. I've been asked to make this ritual available for those who would like to give it a go on their own at home, and have decided to publish it here, both for ease of reading (as it is quite long when written down), and also for easy access for anyone who is curious about what sort of thing happens at a pagan ritual. The ritual should last about an hour or so.

Monday, 19 August 2013

This Post Has Been Brought To You By The Letter 'E'

Today I have been tackling a UFO. Not the flying saucer kind, but one of the many Un-Finished Objects I have lying around. 

Friday, 9 August 2013

The Butterflies

Fairy from The Spiderwick Chronicles

First I was ill and had to go to hospital. I made it out just in time to get to my first camp but having been ill beforehand I was totally unprepared and whilst I enjoyed the camp, it was a total flop from a business point of view. After that, I suffered a major confidence crisis. Probably because I had done so badly at something upon which I had pinned such high hopes. Then.....well who knows..... I think I must have been taken by the fairies at some point after that. I can't really remember much about it. I certainly wasn't working. I know that much.

Thursday, 4 April 2013

Sea Bowls. And A Confession.

Bah! I've had such a rubbish time lately. (Cue violins.) I suffer from Hypermobility Syndrome (HMS) and Fibromyalgia. I have tried to keep this part of my life away from my blog, but I always end up leaving huge gaps where I don't post anything at all, so I've had a re-think and decided to scrap that idea and tell it all anyway. 

Wednesday, 20 February 2013

Pagans And Quakers

Hello bloggers!

This week is Moot week. A moot is a meeting of pagans and my local moot in Bolton meets every third Tuesday of the month. Yesterday we had been invited by our local Quakers to their Friends Meeting House to join in with their study group and discuss our faiths with them. The plan was for a few of our moot members to give a short talk on 'What Paganism Means To Me' and a few of the Quakers to give a short talk on 'What Quakerism Means To Me', followed by an open discussion on the points raised.

Wednesday Weekly

Hello bloggers!

This week I have been making some blue bowls.

Wednesday, 13 February 2013

Wednesday Weekly

Hi bloggers! 

It's been a busy week here at OKIFOLKI headquarters. Lots of bowl-making and a feature on Etsy UK's front page! 

I'm so proud my pink flower bowl made it to the front page! And to celebrate I created an image to add to the listing. If you're an Etsy seller, feel free to download and copy the image for you own use.