Sad news tonight that Captain Tom has died. His fame may not have spread beyond these islands, but here he became a hero last year, walking up and down to raise money for the NHS. He turned a hundred in 2020, just as my own father would have done had he lived. Yesterday we learned that Captain Tom was in hospital with pneumonia and had tested positive for Covid 19. He died this afternoon. The flag over Downing Street has been lowered to half mast. I’d like to think it was true respect, but I fear it’s more likely to be PR. I don’t know if it’s lockdown or age that makes me more emotional, but I cried when I heard the news.
Until late last year I had never knowingly eaten millet. I thought it was something budgerigars ate. Then I came across a recipe for red kidney bean stew and a millet pilaff. First I tried the red bean stew despite not liking red kidney beans much, and to my surprise I liked it. Liked it a lot. But I had it with rumbledethumps, not millet. Then I bought a small amount of millet and tried the whole thing, well more than the whole thing as I added green veg as an accompaniment. I liked it even more. I had it again tonight. In fact I need to buy more millet. It’s a good thing I don’t have a budgerigar.