food

there’s much i could say about motorway service stations, but i shall spare you. this one is called Roadchef which conjures up images of a line of chefs cooking roadkill (well it did in my mind)

and look at it inside with it’s wifi capabilities and airport waiting lounge style comforts. things never used to be like this.

street fishing is all the rage. there’s an ugly side involving dragnet fishing which involves scooping up entire streets.
more traditional is the street lobster pot. this one has caught a chocolate bar over night.

one hour and counting. the food is all nicely prepared and wrapped …

all of these things are out of stock

i took esther and kezia to mcdonald’s today. i was amazed at how much mess they made. kezia insists on turning her cup upside down when drinking with a straw and esther managed to drop her ice-cream tub on her lap.
an old miserable couple sat on the table next to us and muttered to each other every time they made another little mess.
“GET A LIFE, THIS IS McDONALD’S” (i nearly said)

so how is that vegetable garden getting on ? not well, i tell you. i show you too. you enjoy yes ?

a ham and cucumber sandwich with a single bite out of it on a staircase.

did you know you can change your drink just by pressing one of these circles on the outside of the cup in trendy coffee shop ‘eat’ ?
try it. let me know what happens.

here we are having fun in a restaurant. andy noticed that the chef must have been confused about animals as they were serving buffalo wings.
buffalos can’t fly. but then neither do ostriches. or big buildings. but buffalos also have beaks (know as a Buffalo Bill). so perhaps buffalos are actually ducks ?
i dunno.

how do you manage in a town when you haven’t got a front (or back) garden ?
one answer is to build a shed outside your window.
another is to get a load of soil and plant some seeds on your front step as seen here.

here is some milk about a mile away from the previous milk. is it the same one ?

more snail stories – lynda also sent me this picture of snails eating a banana. she said she watched them for ages. apparently it was a complete banana when she put it on the ground …

today’s mystery doorstep food stuff is a bit of bread. a doorstep when referred to bread is generally a massive thick slice, but this is a chunk of french stick i think.

it’s a random roast potato on our doorstep. how bizarre.

i spy road pie.
my recommendation to you is to always carry a pie crust.
it’s ideal for wrapping roadkill.

here is a wall with numerous food related debris liberally abandoned. bags as far as the eye can see (when squinting in to the sun)