Morning all
The Bull is away being stabbed by professionals
I will be sinbathing
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Evening, all. We are comfortably ensconced in our usual cottage by Killin. No squirrels, yet, but I have the time (and the peanuts) once I’ve cleaned out the feeder which is manky. Mañana.
Soo xx
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Oh, splendid!
Wishing you many squirrels and a really good break.
Gxx
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Have a wonderful time, Our Bee.
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Oof
I had better not breathe on you 
Really fancying pizza, which is a sort of twice yearly itch with me, but not having a suitable base, I applied lateral thinking, along with garlic, Martyrs, Mozzarella & Parmesan to an defrosted flatbread.
It was delicious, so that’s sorted!
Have you broached the first bottle of Gin, Soo?
Carinthia.xx
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Musing, as one does at this time o’night, upon the wrongness of Lamingtons. Both in themselves and in the context of their native climate. A dryish sponge covered in chocolate icing then rolled in horrible desiccated coconut and then given to children. What could possibly go wrong?
Please amuse me with other Wrong Cakes/foods otherwise I shall be reduced to housew#rk or flower refettling or somesuch. Goin’ round with the camera and then blackmailin’ the neighbours, possibly. < brightens perceptibly >
I do wish That Lot Over The Back would keep the noise down… No one is that enthusiastic. The Oaf’s very whiskers looked embarrassed when last he came in.
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French toast
Soggy eggy Bret
Yuck
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Avert!
But not, of course, wiv floral foam.
Step one is to find something they’re actually embarrassed about. So I’ve heard.
Raspberry Jaffa Cakes are Wrong but Wromantic, or possibly just delicious. (Made, I assume, from the famous Jaffa Raspberry.)
I’m trying to think of cakes I don’t like, and it’s a bit of a stretch. Most things involving coconut, I suppose, or that are excessively dry.
And talkin’ of excessively dry,
yardarm
'cos I shall be orf to restock beer in a bit.
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Madeira cake
Heavy dry cake that needs butter to make it vaguely edible
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The sort of carrot cake in which the maker has grasped the word carrot but failed to take in the word cake.
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Are we discussing cakes we dislike? In that case my contribution is…
cake.
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Mass catering which is called a carvery
The sort where you take a tray and plates and have a protein a scoop or ten of greyish potato and a dollop of veg that are amorphous yellow lumps and a teaspoonful of gravy expertly carved by the youth in chef’s whites who has the most beautiful set of spots from acne - a veritable landscape of pus filled uplands with reddened valleys all over his face and shaver burn on his neck
That’s rally catering folk!
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I once came up from a dive and was so cold I didn’t notice I was drinking coffee until I’d finished it. That’s event catering.
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The same basic idea (a carvery buffet) on the ferry between Stockholm and Helsinki, on the other hand, is as much as you want from a joint of properly-cooked either beef or pork or both, carved by an elderly and respectable Swede with a twinkling smile and well-cut grey hair who knows his business, to which meat you can add as much as you feel like of about ten different sorts of vegetable, potatoes cooked in three or four different ways, and gravy which I swear has wine in it and is smooth and rich and dark brown.
I knew there was a reason I never got into rallying seriously…
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Sometimes we are directed to the restaurant which is a world away from the carvery that is mass feeding
You order and proper food is served
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You have a good grounding in history?
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A lesson for Helen in how to do a proper job, that one is.
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