• The Tenuous Purpose

    This Blog is built - not, as some might expect, on a flimsy whim but on a strong and single minded principle.

    That principle concerns Biscuits and their position in the world.

    We are really very keen on biscuits.
    As are many of you out there.
    We think.

    We wish to create an archive of Arrowroot, a backlog of Bourbons and a catalogue of Chocolate Fingers. Anybody can contribute an entry - or dispute somebody else's - provided they are not dull.
    Even Americans who perhaps don't really have the heritage of biscuitry that we are fortunate to have here.

    Or maybe they do and we are unaware of the full glory of the cookie.

    We realise that this whole subject is admirably and concisely dealt with by that excellent and unbeatable website A Nice Cup of Tea and a Sit Down. Our feeble efforts will be as the kicking of a gadfly in the face of their wisdom and experience but we hope that we may have a small contribution to make.

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  • The Synod of Biscuitry

    James Alexander-Sinclair of Blackpitts
    Gardener, Blogger, Journalist, Lecturer etc, etc. Much of his life is spent loafing around other people’s gardens issuing directives and generally cluttering up the place. However, like the great Mr Kipling, he does (occasionally) make exceptionally good gardens. (Although even Mr Kipling messed up a bit with the Carrot and Walnut Mini Classics.)

    Mark Diacono of Otter Farm
    He does sterling work growing many inappropriate plants in Devon. He dedicates a great deal of time and effort nurturing a plethora of plants that are (mostly) totally unsuited to our climate. His is a life of such extreme eccentric dedication that to start a Blog about Biscuits seems perfectly normal. He treads gently in the footsteps of people like the great William Buckland,a professor of Geology who claimed that he could tell location by tasting the local topsoil.

Gginger:A Truly Remarkable Biscuit – Chapter One: Gginger Escapes

It was very late at night and nothing stirred in the pristine corridors of the supermarket.  It was that special time of night when the store slept between the automatic trudge of the shelf stackers and the hustle and bustle of the shoppers. But down Aisle 3 there was a rustling…something was stirring.

On the top shelf of the biscuit aisle a small brown arm appeared pushing its way through the cellophane wrapper, then a second arm.  Slowly and hesitantly a head appeared.  It was flat and brown and had white icing hair, two raisins for eyes, a piece of peel for its nose and a small blob of red icing for its mouth.  It was a gingerbread man.

Gginger, as his packet buddies called him, was looking for adventure.  He didn’t want to stay coped up in the cellophane house.  He wanted to know what was happening in the big wide world outside.  Gginger had spent days listening to the voices of shoppers gossiping about their neighbours, children begging and pleading with their parents to let them have the expensive chocolate biscuits instead of healthy fruit slices or muesli snacks.  He knew, just knew there was more to life than lying with his packet buddies staring upwards through the cellophane wrapping.  He wanted freedom, adventure, excitement!

Gginger pulled himself out of the packaging and steadied himself against the other packets.  It was a very very long way down.  He felt very giddy.  Was this a mistake? Should he have stayed with his friends?  No, this wasn’t a mistake…Gginger felt alive although frightened, his little sugar heart beat faster and faster, the syrup in his throat had dried up. He swallowed, took a deep breath.  This was it, time to work out a way down off the shelf and to freedom….

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2 Responses

  1. This is the bedtime story for my daughter tonight…do tell when chapter 2 may be expected….

    • I have sent part 2 to JAS last week, not sure when he has scheduled it for.
      Waiting to see response before I tax my brain for more episodes and more problematic illustrations

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