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Hi- my name is Carolyn Ekins (Hyland) and I am a mother of 3 children at home (ages 16 thru to 25).
My interests are historical recipes/cooking, writing, people, community and our environment (besides a whole host of other stuff…read on)
I also love waffling about trying to be greener in my blog on my ex employers website http://www.southshorenow.ca/blogs/carolyn
My passion is believing that people themselves will voluntarily commit to working together to improve their communities, environment and ultimately the planet without peer pressure in a negative way…. finding the right way to inspire people to do so, I feel, is an important corner to turn..
One of my big interests is cooking simple food as frugally as possible..I do like the notion of mending and making do. I guess this has lead to my interest in domestic life during WWII especially how families and the housewife adapted to food rationing. I’ve been cooking wartime recipes for 10 years now – its a huge passion of mine. It gives me satisfaction that one can eat healthily and spend so little (and it has helped my family and I survive some very lean times in these past 5 years)
I am CONVINCED we have so much to learn from this period of time and I truly believe that by following a rationed diet from the 1940’s will improve my health, allow me to lose weight and above all be a LOT kinder to our planet (sourcing local foods, using less imported goods, less packaging etc)
In 2006 I lived on a ration diet for 4 months (100%) and lost 57lb. I then attempted a year living on 100% wartime rations in 2012 and lost 80lbs in a year (and yes I ate loads!) I felt great… now I need to repeat that success and stick with it for 1 year to lose 100 lb. My highest weight has been about 25 stone, I’m currently 20 st 10 lbs (March 2014) and my goal is to reach 13 stone and wear a dress and look fab! (oh and keep up with my lovely boyfriend/partner)
Thank you for reading my therapy blog (I guess I need lots of therapy!) PLEASE share your thoughts, experiences and recipes. xxxxxxx
Carolyn Ekins (Hyland)
Here are a few of the interesting jobs I’ve had and some of the highlights of them……. ermmmmm
Nurse early days: On my 18th birthday I left home forever to persue a nursing career. It made me grow up very quickly. However, nothing quite prepares you how to deal with transporting a dead body down to the mortuary with a porter (with a steel plate in his head) who locks himself in the mortuary with you and proceeds to sing ‘ Mammy’ to all the dead people in the fridges……. luckily he unlocked the door afterwards and I made a mental note never to accompany him again.
Baby Carrot Packer: vans squeezed with knife weilding land workers (reminded me of Gangs of New York) from all over the countryside to a vegetable packing plant in rural Norfolk. It was a tough job, standing in freezing sheds, noisy machinery, veggies coming in from the fields, through the washers and onto the line where they were sorted and graded, where frogs, dead birds and condoms were removed, before being placed in bags and punnets for the oblivious consumer.
Gunner- Reserve Forces: An enjoyable short career which opened my eyes to the military and the training of personnel. Highlights of this career were observing and listening (bugged) to the interogation techniques used on the Auxiliary SAS as part of their final assessment. Strictly ‘Geneva Convention’ you understand (yeah right)…..
Goat Inseminator: Although I never made this a career, I did infact train to be a goat inseminator and possibly made a number of goats pregnant during my training. Goat sperm is collected, washed and stored in minute quantities in what are called straws and stored frozen in liquid nitrogen. The straws are very fragile and snapped easily in their frozen state. Highlight of my training had to be the lecture given by a Polish insemination proffessor who became rather animated when removing various straws from the nitrogen tank in the classroom…
“Do not bend ze straws az they may snap like zis” and with a crack a lump of champion Anglo Nubian goat sperm whizzed through the air to land cleanly on my shoulder…
Quick thinking and a quick flick on my part insured that my clothes were not left with an embarrassing stain that could not be explained away…
More to come …