I like cooking, I like eating. I read recipes, often not often enough. My late mother in law was a great cook, putting huge effort to cook the simplest soup and doing her version of following a recipe. I often helped her and always asked if she was following a recipe, the answer was usually “ Yes of course” , then a pause and referring to one ingredient she would say: “ they say add: ( put in any random item here that would be necessary ) , and I thought that can’t be right” This regular omission of a … Continue reading Biltong and Bolton.

Available with built in straight jacket and overhead cold shower for when you fall asleep from utter boredom of it all. This latest edition is a remake of the Footy Chair from some years ago that featured here. Continue reading Updated Footy Chair

There’s a local on line newspaper, and others do this too, where they tease you to take a look at their ‘non story’ and if it’s football related it will be headlines something like “Premier League Ace now emptying bins in Rochdale”. The immediate reaction is of course, who can that be? And it. Is always someone you have never heard of, ever, and who played twice for a Premier League club when they managed to visit the Premier League on a short visit in the 1980s. There’s a picture of him in action on the pitch wearing their shirt … Continue reading I never quite made it to the Premier League.

Where to start? Well we can begin with the phrase much used by politicians avoiding questions: ‘but what I will say’, and then going on about some issue that bears no relation to the question or statement. Anyone doing this would be made to pick up litter with a pair of tweezers for a week. Hard landscaping, that euphemism for concreting over a garden will be outlawed. Anyone with a substantial garden will be obliged to grow things in it. Potatoes at the very least. Supermarkets will be obliged to water any plants they try to sell. Local ones frequently … Continue reading When I’m Prime Minister.