Sunday, 29 December 2013

Reflections - By Emma

This time of year naturally leads you to reflect upon the previous 12 months and what the future holds. 2013 has been a very exciting time for the Pregnancy Sickness Support (PSS) charity. Factors such as increasing the number of registered volunteers within the Supporters Network, attending the Royal College of Midwives (RCM) Conference and setting up a dedicated Online Support Forum have helped PSS to go from strength to strength.

My personal involvement within the charity has increased throughout 2013 and I am extremely proud of my achievements. In May I created a video for the International Hyperemesis Gravidarum Awareness Day.

I felt privileged to be contacted by so many strong women who all suffered from Hyperemesis Gravidarum. They each told me their HG story and the battles they went through on a daily basis in order to bring their children into the world. Many tears were shed during the making of the video.  It was the first time I saw what a HG sufferer looked like from the outside – what my family saw in me every day of my pregnancy. The hollow eyes, the colourless face, the bruises from the IV fluids and the desperation for the nausea and vomiting to end. I was overwhelmed with the positive response of the awareness video and hope that it helped shine a little more light on this relatively unknown condition.

When I was pregnant I would spend hours trawling the internet to find photos of HG survivors. I desperately needed to know that there would actually be a baby at the end of the ordeal!  Reading survivors’ blogs gave me hope and got me through some very dark days and nights.  As a result of the Awareness Day video I created the first ever PSS HG survivors annual.  44 families participated in the publication and it celebrates the positive outcome of the condition.  Through the book I was lucky enough to get to know fellow sufferers and have met many as a result. 

Looking forwards into 2014, it isn’t many months until my Yorkshire 3 Peaks challenge. I have been using the Christmas break to do further research into what the challenge entails.  Through reading other people’s blogs I was surprised just how many people have given up.  Whether it was through bad weather, ill fitting equipment, bad physical preparation or ‘hitting the wall,’ people couldn’t complete the challenge in the allotted 12 hours.  I suppose being forewarned is forearmed.  As a result I have made alterations to my training schedule so that these factors will not impede me on the challenge.  Quitting or not completing is not an option. Already this challenge shows similarities to my HG journey.  After HG you realise just how much you can push your body and mind to achieve something you really want to. It has taught me that I am stronger than I give myself credit for and that with the support of my immediate family I can succeed.

So here is to an exciting and challenging 2014!

Happy New Year from all of the Nine Months Of team.

If you have enjoyed reading this please sponsor me to ensure that the charity can continue to help sufferers and their families. It would mean a lot to me. Thank you.

Thursday, 5 December 2013

Pamper evening in the pipeline - By Susie

Plans are now afoot for some serious post-Christmas pampering … all in aid of Pregnancy Sickness Support, of course! Thanks to my friend, Julia, for the tip-off that her hair salon runs charity pamper evenings. What better way to raise a bit of money while being pampered and spending the evening with friends?

Here’s the deal:

Tickets are £10 £5 goes to PSS); bubbly and canap├ęs are provided; and everyone gets:
  • a head shoulder and neck massage, 
  • a stress relieving hand and arm massage, and 
  • hair style or colour advice. 
As well as a choice of:
  • a mini facial, 
  • a mini massage, 
  • threading, 
  • a mini manicure or mini pedicure, or 
  • a part-body spray tan. 
What’s not to like?

The date is yet to be confirmed but is likely to be towards the end of January (when I’m sure we will all be desperately in need of some pampering!)

So, keep an eye out for more details shortly. Tickets will be limited so make sure you snap yours up quickly.

Monday, 18 November 2013

Is all publicity good publicity? - by Susie

My only experience of dealing with the press so far has been a very positive one. My local paper ran a great article about my role as a volunteer for Pregnancy Sickness Support. However, I am also well aware of the media’s ability to distort things. A fellow volunteer, for example, once spoke in good faith to the media about her own experience of hyperemesis gravidarum. When she saw the article, she was horrified to see that the headline was “My hubbie made me vomit”. Not exactly a triumph of British journalism!

Two or three months ago, I contacted a different newspaper in an attempt to get some publicity for Pregnancy Sickness Support and the nine months of campaign. The initial response was great. A health correspondent contacted me and said she was planning to run a double page spread. Fantastic! She needed a case study which I was happy to do and so we set up a date for an interview. But from the start of the interview, it was abundantly clear that the reporter had a very different article in mind to the one I had intended.
First question: “So, how did you feel when you found out you were pregnant – were you happy about it?” Whoa ... hang on a minute. What has that got to do with Pregnancy Sickness Support and the nine months of … campaign?  Alarm bells started to ring! After a few more questions a picture was emerging of the type of article that would appear in the paper.

Although I tried at every possible opportunity to mention PSS and nine months of (probably to the point of annoyance!) the reporter seemed far more interested in an almost day-by-day diary of my pregnancy and HG symptoms. It’s difficult to put my finger on why but I was beginning to feel uneasy about the whole thing.

They say “there is no such thing as bad publicity” but I beg to differ. I admit that I might not be the easiest subject. I like to be in control. I am a lawyer and naturally cautious. I am also concerned (rightly or wrongly) about how I come across and what people think of me. I did not want the focus of the article to be me going into great detail about what I went through from the moment I found out I was pregnant to the day I gave birth in case this was somehow portrayed in a negative way. Of course, I wanted to convey how awful and devastating HG is but my intention was to have a positive message (i.e. the work of the charity and the nine months of … campaign) to give hope to women who are suffering that they can get through it and to let them know that there is support and treatment available. It was clear the reporter had a very different agenda.

Although the reporter would not agree to let me see the article before publication, we eventually agreed (or at least so I thought) that she would focus instead on statistics from recent research by PSS which showed that 60% of women who have suffered from HG experienced symptoms throughout the whole nine months of pregnancy, and so the section about me would less prominent. I then went on holiday for a couple of weeks and the plan was that she would read through the article with me when I got back. That was in August and I have not heard anything since. It may be that the article has been shelved for the time being but it is far more likely that the reporter has decided not to run the article.

With hindsight this is probably for the best. If my gut instinct was right then our expectations for the article were clearly just too far apart. Whilst it is extremely disappointing that Pregnancy Sickness Support and the nine months of … campaign did not get the publicity I wanted, I certainly did not want publicity at any cost. 

If you have enjoyed reading this please sponsor me to ensure that the charity can continue to help sufferers and their families. It would mean a lot to me. Thank you.

Wednesday, 30 October 2013

9k in Blackpool – By Katrina

For our September walk we went to Blackpool and stayed for a couple of days to make the most of some family time.
Katrina and Griffin completing their September challenge in Blackpool
We walked along the promenade under all the illuminations, which are 10k long so we walked a bit more than the 9k we had originally challenged ourselves to! We set off around 5pm and it was pretty dark by the time we finished. It's amazing to think that over one million bulbs are used in the illuminations, it must take a long time to get them all set up. Griffin bought his own illuminations to carry around.

Griffin's contribution to the Blackpool illuminations
We were pretty tired by the end of the walk so on our way back to the hotel we decided that we deserved a treat so we shared some do-nuts...


My next update will be when we have completed our 9k walk for October. If you would like to sponsor us please take a look at our fundraising page here

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Thursday, 24 October 2013

Mums in the Know Play Date - By Susie

My latest Roadshow Event took me to a Play Date organised by Mums in the Know Sutton Coldfield.

I have to admit that, in the days running up to the event, I was wondering whether I had made a mistake arranging something so soon after my knee op. I knew that I would be on crutches but I thought it would still be manageable. All I would need to do would be to find a chair, Charlotte would play and my mum would be there to help if needed. Easy? Unfortunately, I hadn't bargained on the painkillers making me feel drained and a bit fuzzy-headed. But MITK had been kind enough to let me go along so I really didn't want to pull out at the last minute.

I was a little late arriving at the Play Date as I had been invited to my son’s school assembly which ran on longer than expected. This was a shame as it meant that when I arrived the baby and toddler music session was already in full swing and I didn’t have the opportunity to introduce myself or explain a little bit about the charity. Nevertheless, I set out my leaflets, unrolled the PSS banner (actually my poor mum climbed on a chair to do that as I am still struggling on crutches!) and installed myself on a chair. One or two people looked at the leaflets, but I wasn’t sure whether many people had even noticed the banner and leaflets or me in my lovely PSS t-shirt. They were all busy enjoying the Play Date.

PSS pop-up banner
However, since the Play Date I have been very encouraged by the response. Two of the mums who were at the event have posted comments on the MITK Facebook page about their experiences of hyperemesis gravidarum (HG) and Pregnancy Sickness Support.

The first mum received support from PSS during her pregnancy and described it as a “fantastic charity” which supported her through her dark HG days. She would like to become a volunteer for PSS in the future which is absolutely brilliant news! The second mum also suffered dreadfully from HG and really wished she had known about the charity at the time. She described PSS as an “amazing charity” and said she would be happy to write an article or speak to other sufferers about the devastating effects of HG. It just goes to show that HG is an issue that many mums know and care an awful lot about.

Susie with a Pregnancy Sickness Support poster
This is the third event of this type I have attended so far and it has been difficult to know how much of an impact I am making on behalf of Pregnancy Sickness Support and the nine months of campaign. So it is really positive that this event was much more of a success than I had thought. HG is a little-known and often misunderstood complication of pregnancy and the aim of my nine months of challenge is to raise awareness of HG as well as Pregnancy Sickness Support. It seems that on this occasion I succeeded. So, thank you to Mums in the Know Sutton Coldfield for giving me this opportunity.

If you have enjoyed reading this please sponsor me to ensure that the charity can continue to help sufferers and their families. It would mean a lot to me. Thank you.

Monday, 21 October 2013

Week 10 & 11 – Head of State, Helicopters & Hyperemesis by Helen

Nine months of 9k Week 10 & 11 – Location: Nonsuch Park & Nonsuch week like any other!

Despite the Autumnal weather, we are still 9k’ing come wind, rain or shine. Our week 10 walk around Nonsuch Park had all three which was weird. We also sort of crashed a wedding. 

Can't see them here but Wedding guests are loitering beyond the trees!


Did you know:  The name "Nonesuch" was given as, it was claimed, there was "none such place like it" in Europe.  In 1538 Henry VIII demolished the entire village of Cuddington to build Nonsuch Palace.  Six months after his only son was born ,building work started on the Palace which was to be a celebration of the power and the grandeur of the Tudor dynasty.  The palace was incomplete when Henry VIII died in 1547 and it was later pulled down around 1682–3 and the building materials sold off to pay gambling debts of the then owner Barbara, Countess of Castlemaine.  Bit of a disaster, really.

Week 11 was about as successful as Henry Tudor’s Palace.  No 9k to speak of and I have no excuse. Sometimes life just gets in the way of best laid plans.  So 2 x 9ks for week 12 then. Ouch.

Hmm, yes. In pictures: Life in the way of my plans...!

Nine months of HG Week 10 & 11 –  Head of State, Helicopters & Hyperemesis

My week 9 amnesia continues into week 10 as I continued to drift in and out of consciousness, moving only for tiny tentative sips of water and drugs to avoid triggering the nausea and a fit of retching.

Week 11 is slightly clearer for a few reasons:

1: I stopped taking metaclopromide as I was convinced it was making me drowsy and more nauseous. Turns out it was definitely contributing to the cloudy brain, hence the memory loss, and quite probably causing a little of the nausea rather than preventing it, as not long after…

2: I managed to eat FOUR slices of a small Dominoes pizza!  Well… in a 24 hour period.  The pizza in question lay in its little box on Rich’s side of the bed (husband relegated to the spare room in favour of pizza – good call) and I took one bite each time I stirred from my sickly slumber.

3: This was the week of the Queen’s Diamond Jubilee and to mark the beginning of the celebrations she attended the Epsom Derby on 2nd June 2012.  We live 3 miles from Epsom Racecourse.  Now, whilst I am a big fan of the Queen and her family I can officially announce that I am not a fan of their helicopters.  I fully appreciate that the Queen requires security on her visits and occasionally appropriate security measures will call for the use of air patrols.  However, is it absolutely necessary to deploy three low-flying helicopters circling systematically over a 1 mile squared area of suburban Surrey!?  As I lay on my death bed I observed that roughly every two minutes a single helicopter would fly directly over my house.  Although - and I couldn’t and still can’t work out how or why this happened - in a twist of pure evil, every 6 minutes or so two helicopters would simultaneously be travelling over my head.  Helicopters are noisy.  Helicopters that fly slowly and low to the ground are even louder.  Each advancing helicopter’s ‘whop-whop-whop’ boom from the blades triggered an almighty surge of nausea, relieved by its inevitable departure, only to be replaced moments later by the next torturous fly-by.  This perpetual little dance lasted for most of the day.  I wanted to shoot myself in the ears.

Similar delights this week included a quaint little Jubilee Street Party for our lovely little cul de sac… it took place directly below my bedroom window.  It rained and I was secretly thrilled that if I couldn’t enjoy a Street Party then nobody else was going to either.  Bitter?  Unashamedly so.

One thing I almost managed to enjoy was the Jubilee Concert on TV.  Disappointed that I didn’t make it out of bed and downstairs in time to catch Robbie William’s opening number, I certainly enjoyed smirking at Lenny Henry’s awkward stand-up, staring in disbelief as Grace Jones hula-hooped her way through a song, mocking Will.I.Am lurking uncomfortably behind Stevie Wonder and berating Paul McCartney for destroying the Beatles’ back catalogue in one distressing set.  Still, at least I got to see Robbie’s second appearance and even sing along without retching – ta daaaa!

Got to find the silver lining somewhere even if it means celebrating just 3 minutes and 25 seconds of activity without a sicky outcome!

Friday, 18 October 2013

The importance of support by Susie

In some ways, this week has reminded me of being pregnant. It was the first time I have been in hospital since I was admitted with pre-eclampsia at the end of my second pregnancy. My knee surgery has also left me physically incapacitated and unable to look after myself or my children properly. Being utterly reliant on others is a concept that is alien to me, apart from the times when I was desperately ill with hyperemesis gravidarum (HG) during both my pregnancies.

My new best friends

However, it would be wrong of me and very misleading to equate my current situation with what I went through when I suffered from HG. Although the physio will be a lengthy process, I know that the inconvenience and discomfort I am experiencing at the moment will pass relatively quickly. In a week or so I should be off crutches and far more self-sufficient. In six weeks I should be able to drive again.

It's this one! 
With HG, on the other hand, the sickness and vomiting came out of nowhere and for months there was no sign of it letting up. I remember week nine well. It was a particularly low time in my life. I had already been very ill for weeks and had lost a lot of weight and yet I was not even a quarter of the way through my pregnancy. It felt as though I had a mountain to climb but I had no idea how high that mountain would be or how long it would take to reach the top. Each timescale I was given for my symptoms subsiding – 12 weeks, 16 weeks, 18 weeks, 20 weeks – came and went and still I was suffering. I, like 60% of women who have HG, experienced symptoms throughout the whole nine months of pregnancy. It was not just physically debilitating but also mentally tough.

Nevertheless, there is one issue that is common to my current circumstances and to when I had HG and that is support from others.

This week I have relied heavily on others for support. In fact I don’t know how I would have managed without my husband and my parents getting the children dressed; taking them to school/nursery; cooking their tea; bathing them and putting them to bed. The importance of support cannot be overstated for women suffering from HG.

I consider myself extremely lucky to have amazingly supportive family and friends: my parents who dropped everything and travelled from Lancashire to look after me this week and did so on innumerable occasions when I was pregnant; my husband who works long hours in a demanding job but will gladly, and without complaint, start the household chores when he gets home; and my friends who alleviated the isolation of hospital this week with numerous texts and messages and also supported me and helped with childcare during my second pregnancy. I know that others are not so fortunate.

As well as practical support, women suffering from HG also need emotional support and reassurance and this is why the work that Pregnancy Sickness Support does is so important. Pregnancy Sickness Support runs a network of volunteers who provide one-to-one support for women struggling to cope with HG/pregnancy sickness and an online forum where sufferers can seek support from others who are going through, or have previously experienced, HG or severe pregnancy sickness.

These vital resources would not be possible without donations as the charity receives no funding. So please, please sponsor me to ensure that the charity can continue to provide this support which has been, and will continue to be, crucial to so many women. Thank you.

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Wednesday, 16 October 2013

One Pot Chinese Pork by Muma Dean

A lot of chinese type food takes rather a lot of effort and makes a lot of mess. So I came up with this one in a hurry and did it in one pot so it could go on the campfire but it could obviously go on the stove or in the oven too.


500g diced pork
A bunch of spring onions, sliced into chunks
½ bulb of garlic, chopped up
1cm cubed ginger, chopped up
1 piece of star anise (or if you have Chinese five spice in your cupboard then a sprinkle of that)
3 tbsp sugar
150 ml dark soy sauce
150 ml water
Broccoli (or another green veg of your choice)
Rice to serve it with

Put all the ingredients, except the broccoli, in a pot like this:

bring to the boil and simmer for about 1-1.5hrs, until the pork is really tender. While you cook some rice put the broccoli in for the last 5 mins before the rice is ready and then serve.

Don't forget, if you like this recipe and use it, a small donation to PSS via my BT MyDonate pageis greatly appreciated – Thanks :)

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Tuesday, 15 October 2013

HG friendship by Emma

HG may have taken nine months of my life away but it has also given me much in return. If it wasnt for Pregnancy Sickness Support I would never have met three amazingly strong women and their children: Katrina with Griffin, Cori with Isadora and Sam with Harper.

"There's not a word yet, for old friends who've just met" ~Jim Henson 

“Friendship is born at that moment when one person says to another: “What! You too? I thought I was the only one.” ~ C.S. Lewis

“We are the captains of our own ships sailing the sea of life, but in times of a stormy weather, you will discover true friends when they don’t hesitate to be a lighthouse.” ~ Dodinsky

“It is not so much our friends’ help that helps us, as the confidence of their help.” ~ Epicurus

“A friend is the one who comes in when the whole world has gone out.” ~ Grace Pulpit

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Friday, 11 October 2013

Week 9: Life in the slow lane by Marilisa

The slow lane of the pool, that is.

With a bit more health and energy under my belt, I've been ramping up the triathlon training again, and really enjoying it. I've held myself back from doing *too* much after a couple of weeks of relative inactivity, but it's good to be back at it.

My one swim this week was marred by some minor annoyances. First of all, I apparently misplaced my ability to swim front crawl in a straight line; every time I tried I ended up headbutting the rope dividing the lanes. I consequently stuck to breaststroke for the most part, to avoid becoming annoyance number 2: the lane hog. There was someone in my lane whose interpretation of "swim anti-clockwise" was "swim down the middle of the lane". I think it was lack of technique - an affliction I can certainly sympathise with - rather than thoughtlessness, but it still made my swim a bit more frantic as I had to keep dodging him.

Annoyance number 3 was that I lost track of my laps partway through. I went for the conservative estimate - I may have actually swum further than I've recorded. I have subsequently discovered that someone has already, a long time ago, had the brilliant idea of inventing a waterproof lap counter, and will be ordering one soon.

My cycle was more successful. I was exhausted when I started, but promised myself to keep going for 5 minutes. I ended up finding a reserve of energy and doing much more than that - with the help of my secret weapon. Yes: some people train with upbeat music, or perhaps enjoy the peace and quiet of their own thoughts. Apparently, I do my best cycling while watching University Challenge. There. My secret's out now.

I've enjoyed my walks, too. Nearly two years after the end of my encounter with hyperemesis gravidarum, the novelty of being able to be out and about, walking around the city, has still not worn off. Some of my regular routes take me past some pretty iconic scenery, too, which doesn't hurt.

I think my next "Nine months of" challenge should be learning how to take decent photos.

This coming week may be the week where I finally break out of my solitude and join my local parkrun for the first time. This terrifies me more than a little, as my faith in my athletic abilities is still pretty much non-existent. Watch this space to find out if I dared to do it or not!

The boring numbers

Swim: 1 session, 20 mins, 400m
Bike: 1 session, 25 mins, 6.5km
Walk: 3 sessions, 92 mins total, 8.75km

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Week 9: Mummy Brain - and cupcakes with chocolate sprinkles! by Sophie

So this week has been somewhat chaotic, probably much how week 9 of my pregnancy was - but in all honesty I can not remember it. The sleepless nights were getting worse; I was lucky enough to commute to work with my husband so by the end of the day I would collapse into the car, close my eyes, fall asleep and press my pressure bands in the hope that we would soon be home and not need to stop. It was around this time that I found out that I had passed my exam... brilliant news, but it meant that I had the practical exam to sit the next month. If I failed that I would have to re-take all of it again, my mind was all over the place: how was I going to be able to work, revise and manage the sickness? It still amazes me how the human body can find such reserves and grow another human. Needless to say my emotions were all over the place and I just needed to remind myself to stay focused. Focus on the fact that I was pregnant and the end result!

This week I have had to remind myself to stay focused... My main focus is obviously Merryn right now, but she has decided that sleeping is for wimps so once again my mind is like a ball of fuzz. Not only did I forget about blog writing, I left it till the Thursday to bake! In the chaos of laundry and baking I went to check how long I had to bake on my phone: it was nowhere to be found... Then I heard the clunk, clunk of it as it went round the washing machine. I reminded myself that all that mattered was that I had a healthy happy family!

Happy Family x 
This week's bake was cupcakes with chocolate sprinkles, sold by Tom at his school placement! x

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Thursday, 10 October 2013

The PSS Roadshow continues by Susie

This week I managed to squeeze in another Pregnancy Sickness Support Roadshow event, so here I am with an update a little earlier than expected.

I was kindly invited to speak to the mums at Mere Green 0-5 Stay and Play in Sutton Coldfield.  I would like to say a few thank yous.  Firstly, thank you very much to Lindsay, Karen and all the mums at Mere Green 0-5 for welcoming me so warmly to your playgroup.  Thank you also to my friend, Katie, for coming along to give me some moral support.  Finally, thank you to all the little ones who waited very patiently for their story time while I said a few words about hyperemesis gravidarum, Pregnancy Sickness Support and the nine months of campaign.

Can't beat a bit of potato printing!
On a different note, this week I also received written confirmation from Birmingham City University that I will be lecturing their student midwives in February. So I am now officially a visiting lecturer! I will even get paid a modest fee which I will of course donate to the nine months of campaign.

My next event is a Play Date organised by Mums in the Know on 18 October. I will have the added complication of being just one week into my recovery following knee surgery.  Perhaps a little ambitious but, thankfully, my wonderfully supportive mum and dad will be on hand to chauffeur me door to door and to play with Charlotte while I find a chair to park myself on! Check back in a couple of weeks to see how I manage on my crutches!

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Plodding Along... by Amanda

This week I find myself at a loss when it comes to finding something to blog about. I have quite simply come to a point where I have spent the past week working on the blanket and have nothing new or interesting to share with you. I've added several rows, but to be honest the photo is pretty much the same as last week's...

Last week...

This week!

I've actually added 2 more rows since that second photo was taken mid-week and bearing in mind that the last row I added had 440 stitches in and each new row adds further stitches to that tally, you can understand why progress seems to be looking slower even if it isn't actually getting any slower.

This reminds me quite a lot of pregnancy, actually. Especially one complicated by severe sickness. You spend days, and weeks, and months feeling truly awful and knowing without a doubt you are most definitely pregnant and yet other than a very grey, perhaps very spotty appearance ("You look like you have the measles" said my loving father in those early days) you do not look pregnant at all. You have all these amazing things going on inside your body, but you have no visible bump, no pregnant glow (and may never get that one!), you don't even have a scan photo to show for it and may not have even met a midwife yet. Progress is being made, but it's very hard to see that at times.

And it seems like a double whammy that the time when a woman feels at her absolute worst and needs the most support is the time when hardly anyone knows she is pregnant at all. And that's why I am slowly building up this blanket stitch by stitch. So that the sale of it will bring much needed funds to Pregnancy Sickness Support so that they can offer information and support to women in those long, painful weeks and months in which they grow a beautiful baby, slowly but surely, cell by cell with nothing but a grey complexion and sick bowl to show for it!

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Wednesday, 9 October 2013

Butternut squash and leek soup - by Muma Dean

I feel a bit cheeky calling this a recipe and as you read it you'll think it's a bit of a lame post as it is just so simple – but try it! It is soooooooo yummy!

I went through a phase of overcomplicating this recipe, adding onion, herbs, cream and other utterly unnecessary embellishments. I've since resorted back to this perfect simplicity as it is by far the best version.


3 or 4 leeks
A butternut squash
Approx 1 litre vegetable or chicken stock
A knob of butter or tbs oil


Chop the leeks and butternut squash into chunks and soften in a saucepan with the butter or oil and the lid on.

Once it's all soft add the stock and simmer for 10 mins.

Blitz thoroughly with a hand blender. Season with black pepper if required.

Serve with fresh crusty bread (ideally home made... bread recipes to follow in the next few weeks).

Don't forget, if you like this recipe and use it, a small donation to PSS via my BT MyDonate page is greatly appreciated – Thanks :)

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