A simple breakfast. Bacon sandwich (rubbishy sliced white bread and HP sauce), some nice sourdough toast and a pink grapefruit to finish off. I think I prefer the yellow fleshed variety as it seems to be tarter. Unfortunately my grapefruit spoon is still en route from China so didn’t get to use one. All the sharp paring knives seemed to be in the dishwasher and the one I used was a bit on the blunt side but we managed to muddle on through 🙂
Hang on a minute. This post seems to be all about food. So far anyway. There must be other things in life. Wars, revolutions, poverty, recessions, breakthroughs in technology, great achievements, love, battles against disease, sport, family, funny things that make you laugh out loud, inner peace, etc etc.
Meeting @Chris Weston for cawfee in Waitrose this morning. Probs a bit of cayke an all. Push the boat out. Then for lunch I’m having a cheese and onion crisp sandwich and tonight will be a few salady bits, cheeses, meats, small spuds, stuff like that. Plus a glass of red wine.
Hang on a minute. This post seems to be all about food. So far anyway. There must be other things in life. Wars, revolutions, poverty, recessions, breakthroughs in technology, great achievements, love, battles against disease, sport, family, funny things that make you laugh out loud, inner peace, etc etc.
I’m not sure I have a favourite food. It’s different foods for different moods. Sometimes I’ll think hmm it’s ages since I had a good curry, or a steak and chips. At the end of the summer we said it had been ages since we had a good Sunday roast. Picking up some ribs of beef and a turkey crown from Fosters on Monday 23rd.
Hang on a minute. This post seems to be all about food. So far anyway. There must be other things in life. Wars, revolutions, poverty, recessions, breakthroughs in technology, great achievements, love, battles against disease, sport, family, funny things that make you laugh out loud, inner peace, etc etc.
I’ve already shared the menu for trefbash. There will be other meals. During our annual pub crawl in York which is next week we typically grab something from the Christmas market whilst on the hoof or there is one pub that does pizzas.
Hang on a minute. This post seems to be all about food. So far anyway. There must be other things in life. Wars, revolutions, poverty, recessions, breakthroughs in technology, great achievements, love, battles against disease, sport, family, funny things that make you laugh out loud, inner peace, etc etc. You can add your own.
It’s my 63rd birthday today. Yesterday I was only 62. Doesn’t feel as if it is a big step. A relatively small increment percentagewise. Now only four years before I can pick up my pension. Seems a long time away. It wasn’t so long ago when the retirement age was 65 which seems far more sensible to me.
At the tender age of 63 if I actually had to work until I was 67 it would feel tough. It’s difficult to motivate yourself to get out of bed to go to work at this age. Is for me anyway. Fortunately I don’t have to.
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Dyaknow I didn’t have lunch until almost three o’clock. Wossthatallabouteh?
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The witching hour is nearly upon us. Actually I’ve just looked it up and I am wrong. Definitions vary, and include the hour immediately after midnight and the time between 3:00 am and 4:00 am. So it isn’t anywhere nearly the witching hour, yet. It’s five to four in the afternoon and the light is fading.
The mood lighting is on in the shed but the shed is quiet. Not as silent as the grave but quite quiet. The heater panel occasionally emits a sound as does the fridge. Both giving off heat as it happens. One to cool the beer and one to heat the room. The cooling of the beer also helps heat the room though not very much.
THG called and is bringing a cup of tea down to the shed. Up the garden path, as it were. That doesn’t sound right. If it is down to the shed then down the garden path would have been more accurate. However, saying “up the garden path” sounds better, to me anyway. Physically the shed is slightly down from the house. Anyway I digress, from something.
Am on a roll with the useful phrases here inneye. There are loads of other good ones that one might slip into conversation. Dead men tell no tales, for example. I’d have to think where I could slip that one in but doable I daresay. Not today though. Too busy drinking my cup of tea.
It is too early to start on the g&t even if it is my birthday. Dark out though. The sun is over the yardarm. There’s another one!