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Thursday, 13 February 2014

A Great Expostulate!

The Only Theme Here -
     Is lack of one.  No over-arching story that binds today's blog together - except, maybe, what Conrad did on his day off.  There - let that be the egg in your cake-mix!

1)  Got Up Late
     9:40, tee hee!  Then spent 20 minutes flitting back and forth on the internet, troubleshooting IE and catching up on the news.  Apparently, Weather. Then had a pot of tea and finally tackled a Robert Rankin book Alison gave me - now over 50 pages in and very easy to read ("Sex And Drugs And Sausage Roll", if you want to know).  Had a bash at "Ring For Jeeves", then tried a gluten-free sponge cake recipe.  
Underneath that brown, it's pink.  Pink and romantic, I tell you!
Not a real success - it's only about half a centimetre thick!

2)  Took Delivery Of New Teapot
     Beej's ears must have melted and run down his malefic cranium, given the abuse directed at him for breaking my Bodum.  It's not made any longer, you see.  In fact getting a Bodum with a spout is a mighty undertaking.  Sir Bob, when you read this, could you get around to arranging a charity event that reunites Bodums-with-spouts and pining tea-drinkers across the globe?
     Wonder Wifey tracked down a vintage Bodum with a spout, and here it is -
"I'm a little teapot - ON STEROIDS!!!"
This animal holds about 2 1/2  pints of tea and has a nice steady pour; it takes so long to fill that the tea has brewed when it's full, so you can test that pouring action straightaway.
     I do not apologise for banging on about tea - it is the social glue that holds the fabric of our society together.  Without tea, culture, civilisation and the baking of fine biscuits would go into a decline and the polish* would vanish from life.

3)  Successful Baking
     Yes!  I found a biscuit recipe, substituted rice flour, increased the baking powder, used a couple of heart-shaped cutters and put red dye in the filling.  End result is as you see -
Gluten, animal and nut free, but not free, actually 50p to you, squire.
     Conrad hates being bettered by a recipe.
     Whilst organising my baking and cookery books, I also came across possibly the smallest recipe in the Western hemisphere:
The pen is to give you a sense of scale.
For chocolate brownies, and a good recipe too. Note the ziplock packet to keep it safe and dry.

4)  Baffled By Bye-line
     "Plan to stop Walkie-Talkie rays" said the BBC byline on their website.
     Colour Conrad confused.  To what did this refer?  People are carrying around communication devices - that can also be used as a deadly beam-weapon?  Or, perhaps people are carrying around communication devices - that have been broadcasting harmful electronic emissions, injurious to the user?
     Neither of the above.  "Walkie-Talkie" refers to a building currently under construction in London.  Apparently when the sun shines - a passingly rare event here in the UK for several years - the reflected beams coming off the Walkie-Talkie are focussed on very specific points on the street, causing passing cars to explode, people to be vapourised and pigeons to be turned into delicious roast dinners.
A Torquay walk.  Close enough
5)  Remembered What He Should Have Blogged Yesterday
     Yesterday I went banging on about the sitcom "Black Books" and how good it was, and how frightening the fact that it was 14 years old - anyway, what I'd originally intended to wibble on about was the set design!
     Yes!  I know what you're thinking "He hasn't just lost his marbles, he didn't have any to begin with" but no, set design, designing a set, to do it properly takes time and talent.
In the background - books
More books in the background
Look! Books!
     I labour the point, perhaps, but you have to admit there's a ton of books there.  All sorts of different books in different formats and different sizes in great big tottering piles, loitering all over the place.
     Conrad salutes you, set designer!  although the gophers who had to fill the shelves with a metric tonne of books probably weren't quite so ecstatic, especially after Episode Two when Manny sells all the books.  They (the gophers, not Manny) had to clear the shelves, then stock them up for the next episode.
"Okay, minions, thirty minutes till filming starts - get these onto the shelves, would you?"
Conrad Head-Butted By High-Speed Dog
     It's the only explanation as to why his face has recoiled in such ghastly fashion:
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Conrad's super-velocity dog-impact face; not something you want to see every day
* "polish" as in highly reflective and glossy, redolent of high quality, not "Polish", those folks who live in Warsaw and eat sauerkraut (which Conrad thinks is delicious).









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