All that sunshine makes me wonder when it's going to chuck it down, because it will do at some point, you know, and the longer the delay the worse it will be. I would like a bit of notice before having to get my lifebelt and canoe out of storage, ta very much.
Also, what's happening with my blog's traffic figures? We've already hit 108, before this blog entry even gets posted, so I worry that my bilious slander may travel a little too far afield and come to the ears and eyes of Interested Parties.*
The blog equivalent of low-hanging fruit. |
Okay, time to roll the motley in goose fat and talcum powder and see if that keeps the Atlantic chill out as we tow it behind a cruise liner!
"Journey's End" 2017 version
I have now seen this up to the 1:20 minute mark and need to point out that one or two SPOILERS follow, so you may gird your loins and read on, or screw your courage to the sticking place and skip the rest.
<SPOILER GAP>
There you go, how considerate am I? Okay, I wanted to mention the trench raid that was carried out by the East Surrey's. Art?
Thus |
A "Persuader" |
Tomorrow, if I get the chance, I shall inform you of a real-life trench raid, how it was planned and the outcome.
The blog's readers could hardly wait |
Since I tend to trip lightly over the internet in random searches, which often end up leading to unexplored territory, I cannot tell you how I ended up looking at the definition of an architectural style known as "Googie", except that I did.
This was a style popular from the late Forties to the mid-Sixties over in South Canada, epitomised by sweeping curves, lots of glass and steel and inspiration derived from cars. One of the iconic structures was the Theme Building at Los Angeles International Airport. Art?
By night |
"The Rockford Files".
Where is it set?
Los Angeles. Art?
This only later that day after having read up on Googie. I don't think they ever showed a shot of this structure before and certainly haven't since, so what are the odds of that happening?
Groaty Dick
Wash your dirty minds out! How often do I need to remind you gutter-brained letchers that the blog is SFW? All too often, it seems.
This is in fact a regional dish from the Allotment's Black Country (so called because of the thousands of smoking chimneys) that dates back to the Nineteenth Century, and I came across it on the Beeb's website, in an article about regional foods. Art?
Thus |
It's composed of oat husks, leeks, onion stock and beef, with the proviso that the beef has to be cheap stuff, which needs to cook on a low heat for ages before it gets tender. Conrad, who is essentially a stomach on legs,*** had never heard of it before; well, now he's interested, and is going to track down a recipe once this gets posted. I think the "Groaty" comes from the oats, and don't I have a couple of packs of Polish groats hiding at the back of the cupboard downstairs? This will also generate a great hook on Facebook, which you will realise if you've just come here from there.
* The usual suspects - The Metro, First Bus and North Korea.
** That is, the Pattern 36 hand grenade
*** You probably already suspected this
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