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Monday, 30 December 2013

Mainly - Okay - Some - Okay Only A Little Food Tonight

But What's New?
     One of my Christmas presents was Paul Hollywood's "Bread", which has - obviously! - recipes for different types of bread, photos on how to make the bread and a recipe attached to each kind of bread.  So tonight I am going to attempt pitta bread.  Never made a pitta before, so this will be interesting.  Currently the dough is proving in the lounge, as Conrad's Upstair Lair is only just above freezing point*.
NO!  Not that kind of - Oh I give up.
"You Young Whippersnapper!"
     To quote homely, family-safe exclamations from probably every episode of "Scooby Doo" ever made.
     My point here is that, given a normal existence, a young whippersnapper will inevitably grow up into an old whippersnapper.  Got that?  So at any given time there will be an equivalent amount of old whippersnappers knocking about, balancing out the young.  In this case, why is it so terrible to be a young whippersnapper, and couldn't the exclaimer be at risk of being a whippersnapper themselves?  if a bit old.  Consequently why do we never hear the insult "you old whippersnapper!".
" ... and I would have gotten away with it, too, if it weren't for you young whippersnappers!  and the police, and the bloodhounds and the helicopter and the CSI people and the FBI and DEA ..."
 

Next!
    
Not four of the world's strongest coffees.

This, I think, qualifies as "Future Food".  My Secret Santa gift, habanero chilli seeds bedded in coconut mulch.  These chillis (when grown) are so hot they can turn back time, heal major illnesses and create small earthquakes.
     More on this story in a few weeks.

Fridge-emptying Date-Expired Challenge Continues
     Yes, and here's a photo to prove it. 
Best before 27/12/13.  Ah, what's three days between friends!

Most of this item is now the filling of a double-decker sandwich that I will be scoffing tomorrow.

Quality Workmanship
     Whilst emptying the washing machine I discovered this little rascal amongst the clothes -
Hello!  I'm alive!
It had gone through ninety minutes of washing and then sat unattended for another day - and it still worked.  So I can still clip it to my glasses and read in the dark**.

Sneezing
     Bizarre, non?  Actually not, this being the season when coughs and colds abound, Vulnavia.  Conrad, of course, cannot catch a cold*** but he witnessed some peculiarly feeble sneezing today.  When Conrad sneezes, it's because something has tickled the interior of his nose and he rarely gets time to warn people ahead of the EXTREMELY LOUD NOISE that follows.  When it happened last week, first aiders were required to attend to the heart attack victims and the elderly.
Sneezes are dull.  Here's a picture of a weird deep sea fish instead.

 *  He likes it cold.  Almost - inhumanly - cold ...
** He likes it dark.  Almost - sinisterly - dark ...
*** Alien pathology, you know.  Has it's uses.



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