Music Played13 items
Manic Street Preachers (It's Not War) Just The End Of Love
(CD Single), Columbia, 16
Reparata & The Delrons Captain Of Your Ship
CeCe Peniston Finally
Ce Ce Peniston - 20th Century Masters, A&M
The Hues Corporation Rock The Boat
Million Sellers Vol.14 - The Seventie, Disky
Elvis Costello I Lost You
National Ransom, Universal, 1
Frankie Ford Sea Cruise
The Ultimate Rock 'N' Roll Collection (Various Artists), Columbia
Joe Jackson Steppin' Out
Now 1983 - The Millennium Series, EMI
Rod Stewart Sailing
The Best Of Rod Stewart, Warner Bros
Lifehouse Halfway Gone
Smoke & Mirrors, Geffen, 1
Cee Lo Green Forget You
(CD Single), Warner Music UK, 1
Billy Ray Cyrus Achy Breaky Heart
Ultimate Country (Various Artists), Telstar
Quiz Master . . .
Well, to say master about Matt's performance when it comes to keeping score in the daily quiz would be a bit of an exaggeration. We spoke to Chris Jones from the International Quiz Association, who gave us some tips about running the perfect quiz.
Cumin & Sumac Crusted Sea Bass
by Silvena Rowe from Purple Citrus & Sweet Perfume (Hutchinson)
8 sea bass fillets, approx 110g each, bones removed, skin on
2 tbsp grapeseed oil
3 tbsps cumin seeds, toasted & crushed
1 tsp crushed or ground sumac
2 shallots, chopped
100ml dry white wine
50g pack fresh chives, chopped
50g pack fresh oregano, chopped
1. Season both sides of the sea bass fillets. Brush with a little grapeseed oil & sprinkle with cumin & sumac.
2. Lightly oil a non-stick pan with the remaining grapeseed oil & cook the fish on a high heat for 2 mins on each side.
3. Remove from the pan & set aside.
4. Add the shallots to the pan, sauté for 2-3 mins, then pour in the wine & simmer until the liquid has reduced to less than half.
5. Stir in the fresh herbs, & season.
6. Serve 2 sea bass fillets per person, drizzled with the wine & herb sauce, & accompany with avocado & sumac whip.
Avocado & Sumac Whip
2 ripe avocados
Juice of 1 small lemon
3 tbsps olive oil
4 tbsps tahini
¼ tsp ground cinnamon
¼ tsp ground cumin
½ tsp crushed or ground sumac
3 garlic cloves, crushed
1 tbsp black sesame seeds
1. Peel & cube the avocados, discarding the stones.
2. Blend with the lemon juice in a food processor until smooth.
3. Add the olive oil, tahini, cinnamon, cumin, sumac & garlic & mix together until it’s the consistency of mayonnaise.
4. Sprinkle with the sesame seeds & serve.
Nigel's Tip Of The Week
Don’t worry if you can’t get hold of sumac; as it’s a zesty spice, use anything lemony. In fact Silvena recommends dried lemon zest mixed with paprika.
Confession: 'Top of the Class'
Dear Father Simon and the Drivetime collective.
I would like to beg your forgiveness for a story that took place several years ago, when I was just 13 years old.
My parents had decided, in their wisdom, to send me to a rather posh all-girls private school when I was 11. The school was both a boarding school, and also had day pupils, of which I was one. Because of the boarders, each year had its own common room, complete with huge sofas, fridge, kettles etc. The common rooms and bedrooms were on the first floor, and the classrooms were all on the ground floor.
I was very happy at this school, and had spent nearly two blissful years there, before we all got the devastating news that the school was to close at the end of the academic year. The year progressed, and we were all understandably a bit subdued as one by one, classmates left, to go to their new schools early. By the end of the year there were just 12 or so of us left in our year. As the final day dawned, we were all very
tearful, as 13 year old girls tend to be, and spent the morning promising to keep in touch with everyone forever (yeah, like that happened!) We had always been known as quite a mischievous year, most of all for playing small pranks on our Form Tutor, and English Teacher, Miss Jones. Miss Jones was a terribly glamorous lady, always dressed beautifully, with long curly glossy black hair, perfect make-up including layers of mascara and eyeliner, and always in killer black stilettos. Our pranks included us all hiding under our desks, or behind the blackboard, or leaving a banana skin in the middle of the floor for her to trip over (she never did).
On the last day of the school however, we decided that what we should really do was make use of the fact that our classroom had two doors : one main door, and one never-used door. The first idea was to fill a bucket with shredded newspaper and balance it on the just-open main door, then exit through the other door, and run upstairs where we could watch from the balcony. This idea was quickly discarded though, in favour of what I think might have been my suggestion - of filling the bucket with water, rather than newspaper.
So the prank was set up, and the bucket balanced precariously. We all filed through the other door and out into the hallway, then we crept upstairs and took our positions on the balcony to watch. I am quite proud to say that the prank worked perfectly, better than any of us had hoped. Miss Jones pushed open the door, in the confident, forthright manner that she had, took a step forwards, and got the whole bucket of water right on her head. Bullseye!
In a split second our elation turned to fear and horror. We were going to get into huge trouble. We all quickly ran, straight to our common room, where all 12 of us tried to hide behind the one squishy sofa. It wasn't long before Miss Jones came in to the common room, and, spotting me behind the sofa, called my name until I reluctantly came out from my hiding place, and received a stern lecture from the waterlogged and understandably furious Miss Jones. But there was worse to come.
Now Simon, unfortunately, in my efforts to perfect this prank, I’d completely forgotten that this momentous day was due to be marked by a ‘final’ extended assembly. It was due to start just minutes after Miss Jones’ er, little watery escapade. This assembly was not to be just any old regular affair with a bit of a worldly chat, a few ‘parish notices’ and a reminder about some after-school clubs or other. Oh no Simon, this was to be the assembly to end all assemblies. Planned months ahead with meticulous attention to detail, the local mayor was there in the front row, complete with ceremonial robes and chains, along with every known local dignitary, the board of governors, Head teachers from other schools of note, and a collection of retired teachers and student alumni, many of whom had gone on to become rich and successful.
In the presence of such greatness, the current outgoing teachers had been asked to make a special effort with their appearance, and to each present a short farewell speech.
So, with no time to change or dry herself off, Miss Jones had no choice but come to this prestigious send-off still dripping wet, with her hair plastered to her head, mascara and eyeliner running down her face, looking far less than her usual glamorous self. She then had the humiliation of giving her speech, where she was unable to maintain her normal calm exterior, as she nervously delivered what was by now a wholly unconvincing celebration of what a great Form she’d had . At least the water running down her face was able to hide her inevitable tears, as the VIP audience looked on aghast before a round of embarrassing half-hearted applause as she sauntered back to her sodden seat.
As I have got older I can't help but think that this was a less than ideal ending for her to what had been a fabulous school, and I hope that her memories haven't all been ruined by this. In my defence, we were all quite upset that the school was closing, and our judgement had probably been clouded by the sadness of the day.