perhaps it was sleeping beauty’s hair i saw chopped off this morning ? in which case she’ll never be able to lower her locks so the frog can climb up to kiss her.
this apple was next to a car park. just so you can picture it in its surroundings
after seeing these glasses i then saw these glasses:
and a little later i saw these two orange drinks (one freshly squeezed, one fizzy) by the back entrance to a hospital:
one way round england’s archaic licensing laws is to buy a couple of cans of strong beer and sit on the benches outside a pub.
what have they done to the humble kit kat ? they’ve given it a subtle make over which i’m not happy with.
look at the cheap special offer label. 30 pence. much too cheap for a quality product. It was a limited offer and there was only one in the shop.
but look at the picture on the back ! chocolate shouldn’t be eaten by dyed haired bimbos !
you can see what happens when they try:
the kit kat is supposed to be a sophisticated chocolate bar not some giddy headed fun biscuit.
£7 / 100ml is quite a lot for a drink. That’s £70/litre. There was obviously some mistake on the pricing label and i wanted to make sure it wasn’t the price / bottle figure which was incorrect.
so i pointed out to a shelf stacker in Tescos that i wasn’t prepared to pay £17.50 for a 250ml bottle of juice and he got very confused.
so i pointed at the sign a few times and explained my maths until he eventually walked off.
in the end it only cost me £1.75 so i needn’t have worried anyway. And if it makes my cold go away then it was money well spent.
but it probably won’t so probably wasn’t.
this is what i had for lunch yesterday:
in the evening we went out with our friends Andy and Mary-Anne. We left all our various children at home which was good. we didn’t even talk about them (too much).
for me, the culinary highlight was the ice-cream which contained a massive piece of chocolate fudge cake:
a bear for the beer or a beer for the bear ?
i went to this cafe one night. i was full of bearded people with dreadlocks. the men were even worse (boom tish).
one of the customers had brought their pet rat along which was a nice touch. i was invited to play cards by some non-english speaking arts students but when they realised i didn’t know what they were on about (and vice versa) we didn’t bother.
the music they were playing was excellent – nick cave i think.
anyway, i went past it this morning on the way to the conference and spotted the dangling life-sized manequin. so here it is.
more beer and chocolate and later a kriek which turned out to be a real boon. i got abuse from the bar man when i ordered it because he implied it was a girly alco-pop. in the end it reminded me of snake bite and black (black current, cider and lager) which i used to drink as a goth student.
verdict: very pleasant
more fine belgium cuisine. after a plate full of meat and ‘frozen boiled potatos’ (an esther phrase), we had mini sponge cake, chocolate gloop and a profitable-roll. yummy.
i’ve so far failed to eat any of my emergency Mars bars which i always take when travelling abroad.
who could fail to love a country whose national dish is steak and chips accompanied by beer followed by luxury chocolate and ice-cream.
good to see they still use heinz ketchup.
here is esther examining the garden apples for mouldy bits, bird pecked bits and wasp sucked bits. most of our apples contain most of these:
there were a few good ones which jane chopped up for the girls. they were so tastey that esther licked the bowl to make sure nothing was wasted:
jane and i made the most of our trip to stockholm without the kids by having a meal in a restaurant. it was most lovely.
i’ve mentioned this numberous times before, but we all love things which are the wrong size. tiny dogs and giant vegetables are our absolute favourites.
here are katie and esther with a couple of giant marrows:
bizarre mushroom circle in Hyde Park. why do they grown like this ?
