There was a long silence after this, and Alice could only hear whispers now and then; such as, ‘Sure, I don’t like it, yer honour, at all, at all!’ ‘Do as I tell you, you coward!’ and at last she spread out her hand again, and made another snatch in the air. This time there were TWO little shrieks, and more sounds of broken glass. ‘What a number of cucumber-frames there must be!’ thought Alice. ‘I wonder what they’ll do next! As for pulling me out of the window, I only wish they COULD! I’m sure I don’t want to stay in here any longer!’

Italian pasta

  • Servings: 3-4
  • Difficulty: Easy
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Cooked with squash, stocky hot and meat


For my mon

Ingredients

  • 200g baby spinach
  • 300g Tipo 00 or plain flour , plus extra for dusting
  • olive oil
  • 4 cloves of garlic
  • ½ teaspoon dried red chilli flakes
  • 200g baby courgettes
  • 320g ripe cherry tomatoes , on the vine
  • 50g pine nuts
  • ½ a bunch of fresh basil , (15g)
  • 50g Parmesan cheese
  • extra virgin olive oil

Directions

  1. That night, too, there was another jetting out of gas from the distant planet. I saw it. A reddish flash at the edge, the slightest projection of the outline just as the chronometer struck midnight; and at that I told Ogilvy and he took my place.
  2. The night was warm and I was thirsty, and I went stretching my legs clumsily and feeling my way in the darkness, to the little table where the siphon stood, while Ogilvy exclaimed at the streamer of gas that came out towards us.
  3. Ogilvy watched till one, and then gave it up; and we lit the lantern and walked over to his house.
  4. I remember how I sat on the table there in the blackness, with patches of green and crimson swimming before my eyes. I wished I had a light to smoke by, little suspecting.

She waited for some time without hearing anything more: at last came a rumbling of little cartwheels, and the sound of a good many voices all talking together: she made out the words: ‘Where’s the other ladder?—Why, I hadn’t to bring but one; Bill’s got the other—Bill! fetch it here, lad!—Here, put ’em up at this corner—No, tie ’em together first—they don’t reach half high enough yet—Oh!

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