Posted: 01/02/2014 at 11:34
I have a spare christmas cake. OH is now on a diet after his MOT at the doctors. Two stone to lose, needs to get his cholesterol down, he can't tolerate statins.
Its blue skies here. Last night at 11pm an owl was hooting away in the wood. Lots of rustling in the undergrowth, maybe the hedgehogs havn't hibernated. Its been very mild here. The garden is very squelchy, but I need to top dress some things with FYM.
I love your poem , Bill. Its very true. The only bit of those vestas I liked was the crispy noodles. The first time I was served spag bol, I didn't know what it was. Spaghetti in our house was either hoops or long, covered in tomato and cheese sauce, and came in a tin, courtesy of Heinz. We usually had it on toast instead of beans.