Be prepared for a whole lot of photographs, Violetta. A whole lot!
Firstly, We Have "Food" As Our Theme
I bought a load of date-expired food yesterday. Heck, Conrad has always felt that "Best By" is a challenge, not a warning. First we have:
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| Smoked Salmon Shots |
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| Polish Croquettes |
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| The croquettes in question, cornered on a plate |
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| Scotch Eggs |
And then:
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| "Jogobella" is apparently Polish for "Extremely Cheap Strawberry Yoghurt" |
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| Before. After. Before. After. |
The night isn't over yet, so I may have a bite more to consume, except you won't know until tomorrow. Oh - did I mention the bottle of Lucozade, and the Orange Crush, and the pots of Russian Caravan Tea?
Conrad - no food goes to waste!
BEHOLD THE BED!
Lo, for these many years past Conrad has needed to endure the indignities of a sofa-bed. A sofa-bed is convenient when you need space for your hyperspace transmission coil to be deployed, but it is frankly a pain in the bum when personal comfort is concerned. Anyway, now that the invasion fleet is inbound from Alpha Centauri and doesn't need micro-managing, Conrad can have a proper bed.
Observe in envy at cosy well-appointed firm sleeping device:
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| Admire the emerald cushions, the very expensive mattress and enough storage room below for an ISBM* |
Forgive a middle-aged man posturing about how hip and trendy he is, but I really really like this CD, especially the first track and especially how it ends in a monster chord. Rather like a couple of the Chemical Brothers tracks - "Denmark" and "Wonders Of The Deep", IIRC, and there's a Beatles track too <Mister Hand enters stage left to end any ennui-laden wallowing by PSMAM**>
* Inter Stellar Ballistic Missile. BOOJUM! not limited to Planet Earth
** "Pear-Shaped Middle-Aged Man" thank you Mister Hand!
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