What Ho!

Because Sounding Like P.G. Wodehouse -
 - is a good thing in itself.  Also, it has the distinct possibility of enticing American readers to the site, curious about exactly what the definition of "What Ho!" is, apart from it being frightfully British.  Unless they misinterpret it as the insulting diminutive "ho", referring to a species of streetwalker in urban American argot.
     You see the dilemmas a blogger has to wrestle with on a daily basis?  Not infinite pains, but certainly quite a few smarts and stings.
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My Sunday Routine - Broken!
Normally Conrad gradually comes to grips with Sunday morning by brewing and drinking a giant pot of tea whilst scoffing crumpets and reading several weighty tomes in succession.  Today he haled off to Bardsley car-boot sale with only a sip of water passing his lips.

A slow day at Bardsley

     But it was a successful venture.  Bakeware and books acquired, and Vitamin D too, it being a surpassingly summery September morning.

The haul.  Still need to add 'em to my list of books

Harmony In The Household
Edna and Jenny, at least, manage to be civil to each other.  Beej, craven cowardly cringing cardamom* that he is, slinks off and hides rather than have to behave in a polite manner. 

 - pause because I swear I can hear him snoring - has he snuck into my room to hide from Edna?  Can't find him and the snoring has stopped.  Come 6:00 p.m. and food he'll reappear  -

Anyway, Edna is now able to leap onto the furniture and here she is being well-behaved with Jenny:

Dog and cat living together.  There is hope for the world

This is the default location for Jenny, who perhaps felt intruded upon, as she promptly took possession of Edna's bed when it got put into the kitchen.

Like A Dog With A Bone
Edna was graced with a ham-bone this afternoon, being given it in the back yard rather than have her leave a trail of slobber all over the kitchen floor.  Jenny expressed an interest, too, only for Edna to move off with the bone in her mouth and sit in the shrubbery where there's no room for interfering cats.

Edna and her new best friend, Mr. Bone

She wouldn't let any of us humans near it, either.

"Edna, can we have a chew of your bone?"
"NO!"

     She shouldn't worry, a gnawed bone covered in doggy drool that's been dragged across the back yard - Conrad won't fight her for it.

Vanderlyle Cry-Baby Geeks**

Sorry!  Meant to write:

Sherba Slow-Cooker Stew
With a pound and a half of lamb sitting in the fridge, Conrad got presented with a challenge from Wonder Wifey - make a stew version of "Sherba", a Moroccan soup recipe in the Covent Garden book of soup recipes.
     So here it is, with a lot less water, more chickpeas, more onion and more mint:

Minty, meaty & Moroccan

Top Ten Albums
David "Reet On"*** Kerry has challenged Conrad to name his top 10 albums on Facebook, and - gosh! - it's not something I've considered before.  Let us see:
1) "Waiting for a Miracle" - The Comsat Angels
2)  "Wish You Were Here" - Pink Floyd
3) "Tak" - Siggur Ros
4) "Close to the Edge" - Yes
5) "Thirst for Romance" - Cherry Ghost
6) "Deloused in the Comatorium" - The Mars Volta
7) "Agents of Fortune" - Blue Oyster Cult
8) "Beautiful Freak" - Eels
9) "Symphonies 5 and 6" - Ludwig Van Beethoven
10) "Script of the Bridge" - The Chameleons
     Since this is my blog and I make the rules, these are automatically correct choices and don't you forget it.

Damn it.  I can hear Beej snoring again!


* Yes, I know "cardamom"'s not really appropriate but I was on a roll with the "c"'s
**  A damnably catchy song by The National.
*** A Yorkshireman.  For overseas readers, there is considerable debate between Yorkshire and Lancashire folk about which county is actually a Paradise Upon Earth, which has led to occasional bad feeling - like the War of the Roses.