Oh, our local health-food shops bungs it out at £4.99 the jar.....
Oh, our local health-food shops bungs it out at £4.99 the jar.....
Dafydd Manton, A Legend In His Own Lunchtime!!www.dafydd-manton.co.uk
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He's fine; planning this week's dinner - Baron of beef with roast baby potatoes, Yorkshire pudding & brocollini.Originally Posted by dafydd manton
Nothing wrong with burgundy and boeuf. They go together like champagne & dark ale.
Go to work, get married, have some kids, pay your taxes, pay your bills, watch your tv, follow fashion, act normal, obey the law and repeat after me: "I am free."
Anon
Just back from Hols. After four days shopping, in Kendal (shoes) Keswick (A new top) Windermere (plate rack for draining board)and Lancaster (nothing, but we had lunch) I eventually persuaded Mrs P to go for a lesurely walk among the fells and lakes of Cumbria. It was after all the reason (I thought) we had chosen to head Northwest in the first place.
The day dawned bright and clear and we actually managed one and a half miles above Hawes water before being forced back by a chilly breeze. Coincidentally Mrs P had spotted The Hawes Water Hotel a few minutes before this ill wind struck, so we had a refuge from the storm. The rest of the afternoon was spent in the Hotel lounge sipping expensive tea and listening to Mrs P saying, "This is nice," every 10 minutes or so. After that it rained every day.
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No butterfly buns, Mick? (And it has to be cheaper than Betty's in York!)
Dafydd Manton, A Legend In His Own Lunchtime!!
My Work Has Been Spread Over Many Fields!
Carrot Cake! 7 (seven!) quid a head.
Shopping is the primary purpose of holidays apparently. I used to think the primary purpose was relaxing fun. My views have since modified themselves to the actual reality.Just back from Hols. After four days shopping, in Kendal (shoes) Keswick (A new top) Windermere (plate rack for draining board)and Lancaster (nothing, but we had lunch
The day dawned bright and clear and we actually managed one and a half miles above Hawes water before being forced back by a chilly breeze. Coincidentally Mrs P had spotted The Hawes Water Hotel a few minutes before this ill wind struck, so we had a refuge from the storm. The rest of the afternoon was spent in the Hotel lounge sipping expensive tea and listening to Mrs P saying, "This is nice," every 10 minutes or so. After that it rained every day.
Ah, the joys of going on to a million souvenir shops, in Rhyl, and looking at little models of London buses, asinine looking dolphins, dolls made in Hong Kong (sure, it says China....bit we all know) and other tat that you can buy in every other souvenir shop from Lands End to John 'o Groats. And that's the GOOD side of Rhyl!
Dafydd Manton, A Legend In His Own Lunchtime!!
My Work Has Been Spread Over Many Fields!
Rhyl, That'd be the Welsh Morecome then?
No, Morecambe is at least fairly clean, and not full of Scouse accents. (Actually, they've done Morecambe up a bit, its now a great place to go and die, a bit like Bournemouth. Full of people saying "I didn't feel very well, so we moved here. Pass the tablets, dear.)
Rhyl has to be only place I know where to get from the hideous caravan parks to the beach, you have to cross the main road and the main railway line!
Dafydd Manton, A Legend In His Own Lunchtime!!
My Work Has Been Spread Over Many Fields!
We once took the lad - when he was three or four on a coach to Rhyl. There was a traffic jam going there - not sure why - and then we arrived. We'd just landed on the beach and it began to rain and rained all day. The sun came out as we traversed the hills into England. We spent the afternoon looking round - yes you guessed it - the shops - which tended to be pound shop style. The greasy spoons were cheap - which is good because we spent a good while in them.
Ah! Bournemouth, definitely a place to be missed. A few years ago I spent a weekend there with a young lady of my acquaintance and everything appeared to be fine, the hotel was good, the weather was perfect and the beach very long with real sand. And then, after walking around for ages, it dawned on me that there were no pubs there. Eventually we found one; a Wetherspoons that was choc full of people who were obviously also visitors from outside of town. My friend wasn't at all concerned because, being Chinese, she didn't drink anyway but, although the pub was a life saver, I swore never to return to Bournemouth again. There's only so much a chap can take.
"L'art de la statistique est de tirer des conclusions erronèes a partir de chiffres exacts." Napoléon Bonaparte.
"Je crois que beaucoup de gens sont dans cet état d’esprit: au fond, ils ne sentent pas concernés par l’Histoire. Mais pourtant, de temps à autre, l’Histoire pose sa main sur eux." Michel Houellebecq.
I'm not sure which is worse - the thought of Bournemouth or a Wetherspoons. A combination of the two, well....... One assumes the relationship was doomed!
Dafydd Manton, A Legend In His Own Lunchtime!!
My Work Has Been Spread Over Many Fields!
I'm afraid so, she eventually departed for New York. It's an unfortunate trait of oriental women that they usually refuse to drink alcohol and I always feel distinctly uncomfortable watching anyone drinking soft drinks in a bar. The only one that I have met that did drink beer was born in Australia; so nothing surprising there. I have a lunch date on Thursday with a Japanese female who is also teetotal. It's enough to drive one to drink.
"L'art de la statistique est de tirer des conclusions erronèes a partir de chiffres exacts." Napoléon Bonaparte.
"Je crois que beaucoup de gens sont dans cet état d’esprit: au fond, ils ne sentent pas concernés par l’Histoire. Mais pourtant, de temps à autre, l’Histoire pose sa main sur eux." Michel Houellebecq.
yeah, but it's cheaper! Uncomfortable, I suspect. Next time we go for a drink, I promise to drink pints - of brandy!
Dafydd Manton, A Legend In His Own Lunchtime!!
My Work Has Been Spread Over Many Fields!
Now you're talking.
"L'art de la statistique est de tirer des conclusions erronèes a partir de chiffres exacts." Napoléon Bonaparte.
"Je crois que beaucoup de gens sont dans cet état d’esprit: au fond, ils ne sentent pas concernés par l’Histoire. Mais pourtant, de temps à autre, l’Histoire pose sa main sur eux." Michel Houellebecq.
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