This one makes less sense than the last!
Despise the fact they are basically just flour, lard and raisins they taste delicious.
Must be some sort of magic.
So, which pub tonight ?
Must be some sort of magic.
So, which pub tonight ?
At Prestonpans Labour Club. Which I hope is not as grim as it sounds. Beer will be cheap though.
along with a curved glass shower screen, to say my pooper was making buttons while drilling the holes for the securing screws for the screen is a bit of an understatement.
I think you'll find the magic ingredient in your cakes was the lard
I think you'll find the magic ingredient in your cakes was the lard
Worst bit is I've got to take it off again as it seeps water under the hinge between it and the bath when the shower is running.
to do two doors, so I have a spare, only problem was the removal of part of a knuckle when cutting it in half :o/
or the sillycoone seal around the edge of the bath, but getting that thing off is a 2 man trick, so it'll wait until I have a second pair of hands to assist.
Only it isn't. I didn't check what "WIP" meant on the list. It means work in progress.
*waits*
*waits*
i have been to "town" to buy a piece of pork belly as it seems beyond the butchers in tesco.
on the way i passed some sort of ferrari spider, an Overfinched Rang rover (natch in black with tinted windows), a milf driving one of those crazy Spykers let me out of the car park and i trundled down the a34 next to a Murcialago.
I have given up on spotting the likes of aston martins and maseratis as they are ten a penny
on the way i passed some sort of ferrari spider, an Overfinched Rang rover (natch in black with tinted windows), a milf driving one of those crazy Spykers let me out of the car park and i trundled down the a34 next to a Murcialago.
I have given up on spotting the likes of aston martins and maseratis as they are ten a penny
I've built a bike cave, bought some proper running shoes, exchanged a bike tyre at Halfords, supermarketted, been cooking a beef/Guiness stew for the past couple of hours and been for a run. So I'm going to sit down with the remaining Guiness and a bottle of wine and read the paper while the wife watches various CSIs on telly. Tomorrow I'm planning a long bike ride (assuming I've not mashed the inner tubes when fitting the new tyre to the old wheels).
Aren't weekends supposed to be relaxing, it's not as if we've got kids...
Aren't weekends supposed to be relaxing, it's not as if we've got kids...

