10 December 2005


Shamelessly nicked this from the mighty Palimp but it had me howling so wanted to share it with you all. True story of a friend of a friend...

A man is drinking in the pub, and drinking, and drinking, when suddenly he realizes he is about to be ill. He heads for the Gents' toilets. He walks in the door and finds the door to the only stall locked. "Great time for the toilet to be out of order," he thinks. He's reaching the emergency stage now, so he assesses his remaining options in a panic...sink? Too small. The 'urinal' was one of those clever floor-based narrow trough thingies you Brits do so well (or not) in your public toilets. Not a proper receptacle for massive amounts of vomit, either.Finally, he has reached a crucial point, and he has no other options, so he lowers his shoulder and charges through the door of the stall and vomits all over...the stunned man sitting on the toilet.Our hero suddenly sobers up for a moment, as one often will do immediately after drunk-vomiting, and he carefully considers the situation: "This bloke's going to be angry...""...I'd better get the first punch in."So he punches the man, who is still sitting on the toilet, before quickly collecting his friends and leaving.

7 December 2005

le dog

Seems Monty learnt a bit of continental cooking while he was away.

He has developed a taste for KOURAPIEDES, that I made this evening from the Falling Cloudberries recipe book. Essentially, they are lots and lots of butter with icing sugar, flour and egg yolk. They taste amazing but next time I make them I'm only going to taste 2 or 3 at a time.

They may be small but I feel rather er...'full' now so I'm going to bed.

day off

what a splendid day off. went to see mrs mole and new offsprogs who are delightful and funny and smiley and generally (and specifically) loveable. I look forward to watching them grow up and play their parents up horribly so I can sit back and chuckle!!

Bought my christmas present from Mr K (pair of growed up girls boots) and then accidentally found myself buying a skirt to go with it.

5 December 2005


We are all beyond ecstatic. Monty is home. He was found the same evening he ran away and has been safely looked after by some people not far from us. (Just off Ampthill Road for those of you who know where that is) They found him hoofing it across the St John's roundabout, dodging traffic. They found us through the website where we'd put up Monty's picture and details which amazes me that they discovered that website.
Anyway he's back and we are all delighted. Panic over.

4 December 2005



anyone in the Bedford area. please would you consider clicking on 'view poster' and printing off a copy or two to put up in your window or local shop?

thank you


May I recommend 'Ricotta tart with a chocolate crust'?