So much for not having political meetings until March.! The sneaky bastards have arranged a meeting for tomorrow night and for next Wednesday evening.
Category Archives: Food, Food, Food, Food
Teenagers, Pizza Rolls & World Domination
Like that makes it worth the 45 minutes you just spent cleaning everywhere and negates the fact they’ve just flushed the bloody expensive anti-lime toilet cleaner you squirted in there straight down the drain. Thanks kid. Next time, you can clean the loo.
Pasties, Socialising and Hampton’s Shirt
I just sit there listening and observing and smiling benignly when they tell rude jokes and then apologise to me for their language, like they don’t know I’m English and can out cuss them any day of the week.
Rheumatoid Jalapeno’s, Politics & Being Random
Dinner’s done and cooling, ready to go in a container for Bear to take to work. I made a North African Shakshuka today, that’s accompanied by Greek yoghurt and a toasted Turkish flatbread with Italian olive oil.
Alien Concepts, Killer Mould and Talking Bollocks.!
It also means he won’t be calling me to talk bollocks for 3 hours or more until he gets a new one, and I mean that in a loving, motherly way…
The Food Of Life’s Memories
It was the first meal Bear ever made for me, on the day he brought me to live with him. I didn’t even know if I liked spinach as I’d never had it before, but it was really tasty, especially with the garlic Boursin.
Dear Diary... 