Questions Answered #4

In a desperate effort to gain some weird form of validation, I stole an idea for a blog post and begged my readers to ask me a question. And they did. The buggers. Now I have to answer them. Question 4: Neil follows the lead set by Alex and suggests a title rather than a question (honestly, can’t you people read?) but as both were rather imaginative I’ll let it pass, THIS TIME. So, I’ll have a bash at ‘answering’; The 15th Guinness, table top dancing, questionable headwear and other fun things to do at a blogmeet. Actually this might be easier than I think. For starters I wasn’t drinking Guinness at the recent blogmeet, there was no table top …

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Kit-Kat Kate

Kate is meeting her husband to go shopping, as she’s early she decides to go for a cup of coffee. At the counter she hums and haws over the cakes but ends up picking a two-finger Kit-Kat to have with her coffee. As she turns away from the checkout she realises that there aren’t many seats available so she wanders over to a bench and asks the man sitting there if she can sit down next to him. He shuffles over a bit and says “no problem”. Kate sits down, quickly checks her mobile before putting it back in her bag, and drinks a mouthful of coffee. She picks up the Kit-Kat, snaps off a finger and slowly starts to …

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Confu-season

The leaves are turning, the nights are “fair drawing in”, and there is a chill on the wind. Winter jackets are extracted from the back of the wardrobe – what does that mean? My wardrobe has a pole running across it, not front to back – and are drawn tightly around goose-bumped bodies. I do like this part of autumn, same as I like the start of spring. I enjoy change. And so, as October draws to a close, the kids start dressing up for Halloween. As they wander past the Christmas trees in shop windows, they stop to stare at the Guy Fawkes fireworks whizzing and banging overhead… Hang on, that’s not right. Is it? I realise that Halloween …

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As good as a rest

I’ve a couple of days off when we get back from Spain in a couple of weeks time. I’m going to be making some changes to this site, including a new(ish) take on the design. I’m hoping to have cracked a semi-fluid (max-width controlled) layout, but don’t want to confirm that until I’ve tested it properly. One change I’m considering is whether to switch to WordPress comments. I know a lot of people don’t care for the pop-up comments I currently use, but from a maintenance point of view it does save me worrying about comment spam as, essentially, I don’t get any; I’ve had less than 10 in the past year! One thing that WILL definitely change, and that …

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I'm not blogging because…

… I’ve got a new camera to play with. A belated birthday present from my darling wife. … I’m burning CDs for my father-in-law in Spain. Hopefully I can delete them afterwards but Louise has similar tastes in music so I fear that Shakin’ Stevens and Showaddywaddy will be appearing on my last.fm account at some point in the future. … I’m finalising a letter of complaint to the Bank, to be posted tomorrow. Thanks to Lyle, hans and Blue Witch for their help. … I’m waiting up until midnight when our cheque finally clears, so I can shift the funds about where they need to go. OK, so I could just do this tomorrow but I’ve waited this long …

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Red Pesto Chicken Pasta

I mentioned this dish on Monday and, as she asked so nicely, here is my recipe for Red Pesto Chicken Pasta. Although I’m sure you guessed that already… First things first though, my brother-in-law made this for us a couple of weeks back, he’s a wonderful chef and I have completely and utterly stolen this dish from him. Sorry Paul! What you need 2 chicken breasts Penne pasta, enough for two Red Pesto Single cream Parmesan (or any grana padano which is usually MUCH cheaper..) Adjust portions for your own needs. What you will use 1 pot – large enough to hold your pasta 1 frying pan – large enough to hold the chicken AND pasta combined, preferably a straight …

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Be prepared

It’s slowly dawning on me that we fly to Spain on Monday. I’ve not even thought about planning what to pack, let alone consider packing itself. I mean it’s round about now that you need to start to make decisions, isn’t it. You know the type of decision I mean. The “ohh I COULD wear that t-shirt but then I wouldn’t be able to take it on holiday with me” type decisions. Yes we are only away for a week, but we have the advantage of easy access to a washing machine to we reckon we can pack clothes for 4 days and be fine. But, of course, once you add in clothes to wear in the evening and the …

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Promotion

Sunday morning, 11am, and… ohh wait, I wasn’t going to blog about my jogging so much was I. Ohh well, my site, my rules etc etc. Sunday morning, 11am, and a glorious sun stretches up into the sky. I felt really good as we started the run and pushed myself pretty hard, something noticed by the jog coach who, as we were walking back to the centre to do some stretches, suggested I move up a group. I very quickly, and firmly, said no. Flattered as I was, I just know that if I move up a group (which equates to running for longer) I’ll likely end up sore, or injured, and sicken myself of this new regime that I’m …

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10 minutes

Jesus H. Christ on a bike. A quick recap for ya, whilst re-mortgaging Louise and I freed up some extra funds. The mortgage has been processed and we got our cheque for a not insubstantial amount of money (well, to us anyway). However as the mortgage is in joint names, the cheque we received was made out to the same, which is a slight problem as Louise and I don’t have a joint account. It’s one of those things we’ve always meant to do but have never really had a reason to until now. So, two weeks ago, we nipped into the local branch of my bank to get Louise added onto my account. Simple enough, right? We sat with …

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Loom

Gosh time flies, doesn’t it. Or not, as the case may be. STILL waiting to put a large cheque into the bank. STILL having to phone THEM every day. STILL not able to get things done as we need the cheque processed… and we head off to Spain at the end of the month so time is running out. [insert gratuitous swearing here] Wankers. Ohh wait..

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