We've moved from one faded seaside resort town to another on the other side of the country, but it's still as different as can be. We're already on a first-name basis with three neighbours, while back in Ramsgate we never got that far in a year and a half.

I grew up in just about every bit of the west coast of the US, and I forgot how much I miss having a big slice of terrain standing behind me when I face the sea. The chalk here isn't quite as high as the Cascades, but you'd never get a giant with a train-sized willy carved onto Mt. Rainier. Size isn't everything, after all.

I'm just going to wing it with the satay sauce, but if it turns out right I'll post the method. Cheers!