Why the ‘The Pussers Cook Book’ is an Amazon bestseller.

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Just over a year ago I was having a conversation with some other veterans, ex-Royal Navy Sailors. The subject soon turned, as it so often does, to food.

All serving and ex-military personnel will tell you how important is a good, hearty meal. Food is the mainstay, a necessity in keeping the spirits up; especially when you are away from home for a length of time.

Food keeps one’s morale high and give the troops something to joke and joss about; however good or bad any meal may actually be.

Mealtimes are sociable occasion, a time to share stories and tales, to catch-up with mates and comrades, to bounce ideas, hopes, dreams and wishes for the future off old friends.

This is one reason why so many military personnel carry with them a like, a fondness of certain foods, of certain dishes, often giving them strange names which civilians find unfathomable.

I looked, searched the bookstores and internet, trying to find a book which contained those very dishes I loved, or loathed, during my own Naval career.

I could find recipes books from the American Navy, even one written by an Australian sailor. Yet I could not find a single book which housed the main, the regular, the most popular and well-known dishes from the Royal Navy.

I decided it was about time such a book existed. So, I wrote one!


Hence ‘The Pussers Cook Book’

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Luckily, I was a Naval Cook during the 1970’s. This enabled me to compile a book which not only gives recipes for food, but also explains many of the Naval terms, the slang, the colloquial language given to foodstuffs, kitchen equipment and canteen etiquette.

Along with Twenty-two traditional recipes for food from the 1960’s, 1970’s and 1980’s, are a few insights into things such as Limers, Grog and Khai.

This book confirms historical facts and dispels some myths that ‘Jack & Jenny’ believed true.

The Pussers Cook Book finishes with a round of observations from ‘Jolly Jack Tar’ himself, on memories of the places he could once find ‘Big eats’ after a ‘run ashore’.

If you are a serving member of the armed forces, particularly Royal Navy, Royal Marines, WRNS, Fleet Air Arm or Royal Fleet Auxiliary, or if a family member once served and is now a veteran, then The Pussers Cook Book is a must to own yourself, or as a gift to someone you love.

The Pussers Cook Book is more than a simple book, it is a book of memories, a historical record of military social life and it is a legacy. One which can be cooked, smelt and savoured, bringing those loved and missed dishes, along with those fond memories, back to life once again in a way no other book could possibly manage to do.


The Pussers Cook Book is full colour, fully illustrated and available in both Hardcover and Paperback.

To order the Hardcover version go to: www.peecho.com/print/en/282666

To get the Paperback from Amazon:  goo.gl/eTwfWN

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Yoghurt Tasting.

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We often talk of how important punctuation and grammar are when writing. I think this is also true of the spoken word, oration and pronunciation should be a foremost concern.

NOT, I hasten to add, for everyday conversation where colloquialisms, dialects and vernaculars colour our conversations and lives, but when the spoken word is transmitted by mainstream media.

I believe, broadcasters have a duty to society to articulate, to use elocution and enunciation to the highest standard and, by doing so, enable our young to learn the wonders of well-versed dialogue, gain the ability for constructive discourse and communication.

How can we expect our young to learn to speak clearly and precisely, to acquire the ability to explain, to communicate effectively, if the denizens of our communications industry cannot do so themselves?

Personally, I do not think ‘dumbing down’ standards to ‘accommodate’ those considered, in correct ‘PC’ terms to be ‘less fortunate’ is the answer. This only has the effect of decreasing the overall standards by suggesting the lowering of general standards are acceptable. Which, of course, they are not.

I fear for the future.

Today I found myself disappointed by such a badly enunciated sentence.

“…blah, blah, blah…27-year-old Emma, a Yoghurt taster from Essex…. blah, blah, blah…”

Now…I have, as many of you do, a writers mind. This is a strange and oft uncontrollable beast. One which will pick-up on tid-bits and oddities which would, for the greater part, pass most people by without causing a ripple in their lives.

But for those of us who are cursed, or blessed, with such minds will know once this beast has focused on its intended target, once it has its victim firmly caught, there is little we can do until it has satisfied its hunger, or passions, or whatever desires need stating.

This was my situation earlier today. As soon as that sentence had been spoken my muse went into overdrive.

A quick and personal excuse (Disclaimer!): I was not watching or listening to the programme being broadcast, it was just ‘on’. My wife had switched the TV on earlier and it was playing away in the background.

So, where was I? Oh, yes my muse awakening, giving me a jolt.

Questions started to flood my head, ‘Yoghurt taster’ what kind of a job was that? Was it a flavour tasting position or simply to ensure the product was of a certain quality? Maybe this was a taste panel for R&D, for new products, new lines?

How did one get a job like that? Could I get a job like that? What qualifications, besides liking yoghurt, did one need?

My muse was excited; could this be part of a plot? A Poisoning?  Mass poisoning…holding corporations to ransom? Maybe the start of strange happenings in a small town… Zombie like conditions…Mmmm? My mind continued to race.

However, I love that word so I’ll say it again!

However, somewhere beside my overly stimulated muse, I had a nagging doubt such a position, a job as a yoghurt taster, actually existed. Food taster, yes. But I could not believe anyone could be employed solely as a Yoghurt taster.

No, I convinced myself, something was wrong. (Much to the annoyance of my muse!).

Thanks to modern technology, satellite, cable, Digi-boxes etc. we are able to do so many things with ‘live’ and ‘on-air’ television which have previously been impossible. One of these is instant ‘re-wind’.

This is what I used to take the programme back to the point where the ‘voice-over’ presenter stated that Emma was a ‘Yogurt taster’ from Essex.

This time I would actually be watching and listening to the broadcast, rather than having it grumbling away in the background, where only my subconscious was taking note.

Sitting too close and staring at the screen, like a six-year-old child, I pressed ‘play’. The images began to move and the narrator started to speak.

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“…blah, blah, blah…27-year-old Emma, a Yoga teacher from Essex…. blah, blah, blah…”

I played this over and again, four times in total, until I was absolutely certain this version was the correct one.

Emma was a yoga teacher and not a yoghurt taster, as I had first thought.

This was not me miss-hearing, it was clearly a case of shameful presentation.

I must say, I was more than a little disappointed.

I am sure, in the world of yoghurt, tasters are required? although I am uncertain of what the progression of seniority may be in such a profession. Perhaps one starts with the ‘own label’ products, progressing to ‘natural’ before moving to thick ‘Greek-style’ yoghurts. Maybe, an alternative route would be to delve into the technical realm of flavours, or the scientific corridor of ‘low-fat’ and ‘healthy’ options.

I guess I shall never know.

A divergent track that leads me, by some circuitous route, back to where I began this post; which is where I stated my belief that major broadcasters and, in many respects, our respective Governments, should take responsibility for the clarity and precision of language when transmitting programmes.

The above is a prime example of bad annunciation and elocution, the equivalent in my book, (note the pun!), of bad grammar and punctuation in writing.

Besides, my restless muse was unnecessarily disturbed.

Now I have to find an excuse NOT to write a novel about a wicked dairy farmer, who decides to get his revenge on the local townsfolk by plying them with infected yoghurt, thus turning them into pliable and malleable zombie-like humanoids who forever more will do the farmers bidding. Of course, as with all good pulp-fiction, there is always one young girl who hates all milk type products, regardless of flavour. Perhaps it is she who can fight back against the forces of evil and bovine product manipulation to save the earth…or at least the local town?

That is all I am going to say on the matter!

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So, until next time, enjoy your writing, even if your inspiration has been stimulated by a miss-print or badly spoken presenter. But please, please take care with your grammar. You never know when someone may read your work live on air, they may even be an ex yoghurt taster venturing into a new career!

 

Thank you for reading, Paul.

You may like to visit my website and see what else I am writing? http://paulznewpostbox.wixsite.com/paul-white

© Paul White 2016    RTWM310716/975

Life in the War Zone

This is NOT a war story

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The modern day civilised world we know is little more than a fragile moment balancing on a knife-edge between the evils of avarice and the struggle for dominant authoritarian supremacy.

Caught in the maelstrom between the warring factions are the innocent lives of civilians and children, the unsuspecting conscripts and misguided volunteers on all sides.

Conditioned, indoctrinated and convinced by those who have only power and ultimate wealth to gain, are those whose personal stories are revealed within the pages of this book.

Life in the War Zone takes a serious, no holds barred look at the devastation and trauma of life in the battlefields of the Ukraine, Syria, Afghanistan, Iraq, Bosnia, Serbia, Croatia, Israel, Palestine, Libya, Lebanon and El Salvador.

This may well be the book they would rather you did not read.


Life in the War Zone is a collection of poignant, eye opening stories and articles, written primarily as fictional accounts, yet based on true experiences of people living and working in major war zones around the globe. Each story and article has been formed from interviews, discussions, reports and dialogues from those directly involved and affected by conflict.

Paul White has gently coaxed, from the depths of people’s hearts, the truth of how destructive and debilitating the effects of war are to individuals, families and entire communities.

Each tale reflects true events; Paul has managed to elicit the emotions, the feelings and the inner anxieties of those whose accounts are represented here.

Yet he has also found stories of great courage, fortitude and resilience of human spirit strewn amongst the detritus of war.

Whilst these stories are particular to the individuals to whom they belong, the sad fact is they can easily be told by so many.

This book may be finished, but sadly the strife continues.


PURCHASE LINKS

Paperback.

https://www.createspace.com/6835323

UK https://www.amazon.co.uk/s/ref=nb_sb_noss?url=search-alias%3Dstripbooks&field-keywords=978-1542338707

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Rambling Away Again

Rambling Away Again! OK so the title is a little indulgent on my behalf.

You see, the words ‘Rambling Away’ was the title I gave my first ever magazine style newsletter. That’s going back a few years now!

The long term result of that first newsletter is now my core business, CQ International Publishing.

It was not something I planned…it organically evolved and took me with it!

You can read about how CQ developed and much more inside this newsletter, my first for quite along time!

As usual just ‘click’ on the cover image to be whisked to the magazine reading page and enjoy!

Thanks, Paul.

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