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Daube for the bikers

Each year, on the Isle of Man, we host a few bikers who come over for the Isle of Man TT or the Manx Classic. The TT takes place in May-June and the Classic in August-September. The population of the Isle of Man is 80,000 but during the TT that figure is increased by 40,000 or more as enthusiasts arrive from all over the world for the races. So you can imagine that the island buzzes. But where to put 40,000 bikers (twice a year) when the hotels and camping sites are full? The answer has proved to be by encouraging ordinary residents to throw open their doors and provide Homestay. It’s a bit like Bed and Breakfast except that you are welcoming people in to your home as (paying) friends. For us, this has worked well for the four years that we have done it, and our guests now return year after year.

Isle of Man TT racesAnd so it was this year with John, Bob, Phil and Lee who came back for their third consecutive year. Four lovely guys from Yorkshire with accents strong enough to melt pig iron. Here to see the most dangerous road race on the planet. The Isle of Man TT race (Tourist Trophy) is arguably the most famous in the history of motorcycle racing. The race is run through the streets and narrow roads of the island yet the bikes hit speeds in excess of 200 mph (320 km/h). In fact, the average for the whole 37.73 twisting miles of the course (60.72 km) stands at 132 mph (212 km/h). Mistakes can be disastrous, and watching racers hug the walls of the locals’ front yards is exhilarating. You can’t love the death, you can’t love the loss. But you can’t love the excitement and the thrill without knowing that that’s part of it

Full English BreakfastAnyway, back to the food… Every morning our four fine lads get a big fry-up to set them on course for a good day. So we’re talking two pork Cumberland sausages, 3 rashers of prime back bacon, 2 fried eggs, tomatoes, mushrooms, baked beans, toast, juice, tea and coffee. And if there’s any sausage or bacon left, Lee usually makes ‘pigs in blankets’ from it and takes it out for his lunch!

Each year, we invite out house guests to share an evening meal with us. Last year (2017) we did Confit de Canard which they all seemed to love. Daube ProvençaleThis year, Marie-Danielle made one of her famous Daube Provençale a delicious stew (though my wife would disagree with the use of that word). In fact, if the dish is made properly, in the traditional way, Daube Provençale is tender and carries the exquisite taste and aromas of the Mediterranean. It’s a lot more than just a stew – in fact it should not be mentioned in the same breath as a stew – it holds a much more exalted position than that in our kitchen with good reason. We always serve it simply with Creamed Potatoes or Boiled Potatoes. We also always make much more Daube Provençale than we need! It freezes well and the more this dish is reheated, the better it becomes! Eat it accompanied by a full bodied red wine like a Côtes du Rhône.

So, as the TT comes to an end for 2018, we look forward to seeing our guests again in 2019 – they have already booked! Life can be fun.

The Train Journey to Hell

My elder son, Ian, is married to a lovely Norfolk lass called Caroline. They have a gorgeous young son called Alfie. Last week, they joined us on the Isle of Man for a short holiday. It’s something we very much look forward to. They travel around enjoying the scenery and the various attractions, one of which is the narrow guage steam railway that runs the 16½ miles from Douglas, the main town, to Port Erin in the south. The last time they were over, Caroline was pregnant with Alfie and though they decided to take a train ride, she was feeling decidely unwell for the whole journey. So they thought they’d try again under better circumstances. Anyway, Alfie would probably enjoy the ride. What could possibly go wrong?

Full English Breakfast to set them up for the daySod’s Law could go wrong! After a fine Full English Breakfast, we arrived at the train station in Douglas to find it overrun with strange people wearing duffle coats and bottle glass spectacles. They were walking round saying things like “Oooh” and “Ahhhh” to each other – and that was before they even got on the train. And all because it was a special journey to celebrate the 50th anniversary of the re-opening of the Isle of Man Railway by the Marquess of Ailsa after its entire closure at the end of 1965. Without Lord Ailsa’s personal financial support from 1967 until 1973, the south line to Port Erin would not have survived for everyone to enjoy. Everyone except Ian, Caroline nd Alfie that is!

The Marquess of Ailsa SpecialOn the morning in question, their train was not only full, but they had to quickly add more carriages. Far from being able to stretch out and enjoy the spectacular scenery, Ian and Caroline were squashed into a carriage full of train spotters. “Oh look, Doris, our engine is a Beyer Peacock, 2-4-0T, with the special Alisa Green livery.” And what a surprise. So it was!

Never mind. When the train arrived in Port Erin, we went across the road and had a nice lunch. Better luck next time, guys. Best of three!