Twellsie, do tell me more about this electric food. 
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Eels?
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Well you can use a potato to run a light if you know how…
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“If you give me your torch, I won’t hit you with this sock full of potatoes.”
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Corned Beef hash here, this evening. I realise that I haven’t had much to eat today, so fancy summat comforting.
Carinthia.xx
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Wot a fine idea. I wonder if we have any.
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Wonderful. Love it.
Mrs Armrest is, surprisingly, less taken.
So more for me.
Cheshire Onion Soup here.
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It was the last tin too, so I will put some more on the shopping list
Carinthia.xx
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Wasn’t our last tin.
And a couple of eggs went in to top it off.
[happy erpity]
That Fish is still out being Helpful.
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…or overrunning the constituency with Fire and quite possibly The Sword? It probably had it coming, to be fair
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I had some potatoes which needed using, & there is some corned beef left for tomorrow
Will Fishy have been fed ?
Carinthia.xx
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I wouldn’t know nuffink abaht that. I’m a reformed character, me. I just have that case of dynamite for old times’ sake.
Given what a shoestring they seem to be on, probably turned out to scavenge the slow and weak. But there’s emergency food in the freezer.
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Goodness! I do hope the Fishy Foot is better, with having to cope with such a long day.
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The constituency office is the height of luxury, with a sofa for me to recline on with me foot on the arm. And it makes a talking point when members of the public come in for advice about registering to vote, for which tomorrow is the last day. From gout to the NHS is really not a great stretch…
Home-made samosas were provided for all by the candidate’s wife, who is a sweetie; unfortunately they were full of beans, so I am now eating spam from the tin and having a ginger drink.
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Unhitches Tenters
Abit…
Gout is a form of Arthritis, so am pleased that you have rested the foot
Carinthia.xx
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And a tin of condensed milk for pudding? In the spirit of High Jinks in the Dorm and all that
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Gus dere
Please desist
I had almost forgotten about condensed milk…
Heave…
Carinthia.xx
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I knew there was something missing.
We don’t have any condensed milk.
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My goodness. What a memory that brings.
Condensed milk, intensely sweet and just a tad off-white for the dipping-in of fingers. Sickly feeling followed but what a taste.
My particular memory is of my brother & I, when aged about 8, helping ourselves to a tin, opening it very inexpertly with a lever-type can opener and lifting the 3/4’s opened lid with its evil jagged edges and taking our lives … well, our fingers at least … in our hands as we dipped in until ;
a). It was empty
b). We felt as sick as very sick things indeed
c). A sudden realisation that it might be missed
Latchkey kids, eh !
(Mind you, I just had to check that I wasn’t confusing it with Evaporated Milk, ie. runny, Carnation style, which is yuk).
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Condensed milk brings back memories of army tea
A 5 gallon flask effort mostly filled with very very strong tea and finished with condensed milk
Gawds was it welcome when stuck out on a point at 3am in winter
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