Yes, another title cribbed from the Dictionary of Phrase and Fable. Generally Conrad only weeps when he stubs his toe, knocks the pint over or eats an Asda Atomic-Chilli Pizza.
A Challenge!
I have just inherited a small book-case, viz:
The horrific sight of an empty bookcase! |
Not long, gentle reader, not long.
Another Challenge!
This one in the kitchen. I planned to make gluten-free Apricot and Almond slices, except I didn't have any apricots and there wasn't time to go dashing off to Royton to get some.
So! Improvisation the name of the game. Conrad used cherries instead, chopped finely, then mashed with a potato-masher to the desired consistency.
Et voila! Looks good - taste utterly unknown as yet. |
Challenge Accomplished
It took all of nine minutes. Here's the evidence:
I feel so much better. |
Just spotted this on Facebook:
You bet you're not, matey! And not in a good way! |
Anyway, come 2279 you'll get to experience the real thing. Lucky you**.
What Would The Doctor Do?
No, not your local GP!
This "The Doctor" |
I raise the point because one of those volumes filling the bookcase is for the Doctor Who scripts for 1974 and 1975. I well remember the trailer for the first Tom Baker series, "Robot" - this title wasn't known before the series debut so no spoilers there - and the quote given by The Doctor when the Brigadier exasperatedly call him up about fussing over a daisy:
"Exactly. And according to my estimation of the resistance to pressure of vegetable fibre, it was stepped on by something that weighed a quarter of a ton."
He blows on the flower and it vanishes into dust.
Great stuff!
Conrad's light reading matter for tonight, whilst watching the DVDs simultaneously of course. |
NO! This is nothing to do with Sir Francis Drake, Ludwig Von Drake or firedrakes from Tolkein!
It was created in 1961 by Professor Frank Drake as a tool for calculating the total number of alien civilisations in our galaxy that might be able to communicate. The equation is:
The key: R* = the average rate of star formation in our galaxy
You can't tell me this - |
- didn't inspire this |
After what Blue Oyster Cult call "the horror of space" we have - Cute Puppeh Pix.
Derek & Edna. Hint: Edna doesn't wear glasses |
** This is ironic.
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