I really should not laugh, but I showered a friend in pomegranate seeds today...

My lovely friend Nicky Huxford, who is more passionate about food than anyone else I know and who loves nothing more than to provide treats for other people, today showed me a little bowl of pomegranate seeds she had lovingly saved from a fresh pomegranate.  She invited me to taste one and was about to tell me the plans she had for the seeds when my unreliable and unpredictable left hand smacked the underside of her bowl, sending the blood-coloured, sticky little seeds flying around the kitchen.

It must have appeared as though I was just being naughty. So horrified was I, that I even offered to rinse them!!  She declined, as you do.  Then, bless her, she handed me a box of savoury home-made nibbles - crostini, oatcakes, cheese sticks and cheese choux puffs. 

I never did find out exactly what a clever cook does with pomegranate seeds.  If I find out, I'll let you know.

And this song from Dave Dobbyn, because it is one of my favourite songs, ever.
"Beside You"

"...and now I'm running here beside you
and now I'm running here beside you
this is for the traveller on a blinding desert road
may good fortune smile upon you
and may love be your only load
and this is for the only one who could quell my burning rage
and anyone who's been a broken man
and anyone seen better days
baby I'm beside you
and now I'm running here, beside you..."