Rambling on
12 December 2006 @ 14:16
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Well, I did roast in the end and got confuzzled on the cooking times, but all was well in the end. Mr C enjoyed a tarragon and garlic “flaming chicken” roast dinner (I had a lovely jacket potato) and he still has two large breasts and a leg/wing for a chicken soup. Good value indeed. The weekend was excellent, as blogged, as we just pottled around really. Next weekend we have the big ambition of icing our Christmas cake; will we manage? Mr C is usually very good at calming me in such situations - icing panic - so I hope that we will. We have very few plans at present other than getting our heads down and through the next ten days or so and enjoying a long, relaxing Christmas.* I have been looking around on Britblog for new blogs to read and I am quite distressed to find a number of BNP related ones popping up. Poor sad bastards probably think that blogging is cool so they better get in on the act. Even the merd site beats the BNP… Have we got a new serial killer on our hands here in Blighty? It is strange because last week i was wondering if we’d get another British serial killer in my life-time and then the news of the Suffolk deaths came on. However, I would like to point out that the killer is not yet a serial killer. Oh no, according to the CIA you have to kill five to be one and I believe I read somewhere that the number is usually regarded as being seven here in Europe. The use of “serial killer” is just to get people worked up, as it does. “Spree killing” doesn’t conjure up the same terrifying images, does it? Oh well, enough of definition, whatever the case at least three women are dead and that is pretty horrible, nasty stuff… I am waiting in for a parcel now, I hope it will come soon so that I can go and explore the local charity shops, but as a wheelie bin has just blown over outside may be staying in isn’t such a bad thing! |
