6 years old | Tuesday, September 11, 2007 |
Our house is 6 years old today. I suppose the age is somewhat fluid but September 11th is the day we intended to move in.
Through a combination of inefficiency and world events we didn't actually cross the threshold until the 12th having stopped to re-connect the TV and watch what unfolded in the USA, but today is the day that I consider to be 'it'.
Also, after 6 weeks I'm more than half way home, typing this from the airline lounge in a humid Singapore (which co-incidentally features heavilly in the autobiograph of Clarissa Dickson-Wright that I picked up at Heathrow)
Through a combination of inefficiency and world events we didn't actually cross the threshold until the 12th having stopped to re-connect the TV and watch what unfolded in the USA, but today is the day that I consider to be 'it'.
Also, after 6 weeks I'm more than half way home, typing this from the airline lounge in a humid Singapore (which co-incidentally features heavilly in the autobiograph of Clarissa Dickson-Wright that I picked up at Heathrow)
Improved recipe | Wednesday, May 02, 2007 |
Between Baker Street station and the hotel is a very large JD Wetherspoons pub. These have two things to recommend them normally; the lack of music, and more as they are a strong supporter of real-ales, the beer.
Right now they've a beer 'festival' on with lots of different local beers putting in an appearance. I can't tell if they're rotated every day as I only popped in last night and this evening - sampling two different pints each time before leaving.
This evening while sitting at my table I took a look at the menu. Tonight was Grill Night.
For about 7 quid you can get a variety of steaks and mixed grills together with sides (chips/peas/whatever) and a pint of basic beer (Marstons for example). It seems quite good value (though T-Bones are extra). One thing that struck me though related to the Gammon Steak which was served with chips, and either a fried egg or the customary slice of pineapple. A little statement delivered in a camp batman style 'kappow' declared that this was an improved recipe.
Whilst I applaud any raising of standards when it comes to food, the question that's bothering me is exactly how they improved the recipie for a unadulterated piece of meat, chips and either a fried egg or a slice of pineapple? It does make me wonder what they were (or weren't) doing to it previously.
Right now they've a beer 'festival' on with lots of different local beers putting in an appearance. I can't tell if they're rotated every day as I only popped in last night and this evening - sampling two different pints each time before leaving.
This evening while sitting at my table I took a look at the menu. Tonight was Grill Night.
For about 7 quid you can get a variety of steaks and mixed grills together with sides (chips/peas/whatever) and a pint of basic beer (Marstons for example). It seems quite good value (though T-Bones are extra). One thing that struck me though related to the Gammon Steak which was served with chips, and either a fried egg or the customary slice of pineapple. A little statement delivered in a camp batman style 'kappow' declared that this was an improved recipe.
Whilst I applaud any raising of standards when it comes to food, the question that's bothering me is exactly how they improved the recipie for a unadulterated piece of meat, chips and either a fried egg or a slice of pineapple? It does make me wonder what they were (or weren't) doing to it previously.
Fings wot i hav noticed | Thursday, March 01, 2007 |
- It's a lot warmer than I had expected. Good old global warming.
- Pints are quite big.
- Redheads (and largely glamourous ones at that). They're everywhere.
- Asians. Very few.
- Much less congestion than Sydney. Good ol' Ken.
- Oyster cards. How did we ever get on with out them and standardised fares?
- I have established that I still hate travelling for work, and that in all probability there will be quite a bit more this year. On the plus side, they'll likely result in business class flights. Time will tell.
- English food really can be good (as a trip to St. John with a friend proved).
The police look like proper police rather than mechanics with guns. - Warm English beer is still good.
- Estuary English really is poor.
- I miss the brightly coloured parrot things and raucous Cockatoo's. Funny how quickly you get used to things.
- Houses look dirty and old. I understand what newly arrived people mean now.
More highbrow thoughts on the capital later. Probably.
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