Showing posts with label best friend. Show all posts
Showing posts with label best friend. Show all posts

Thursday, 3 July 2008

That Mince Again

It is, of course, lamb mince and that is always rather fatty. I left it to chill overnight and have now scraped off most of the fat. I have added a tin of Baked Beans (second childhood) and, once I have eaten some, I shall put the rest in a bowl to chill thoroughly before removing the rest of the fat. After that, I divide it up into portions and put it in the freezer.

Last night I was greedy (again? - Ed) and had 2 mini strawberry pavlovas. They are hardly worth a post, but I have described how I did it and also added a recipe for Bombe Surprise to my recipe blog. If you remember Diamonds are Forever, the villains gave themselves away by offering a Claret (emphasis on the second syllable) and 007 said "A Claret? With fish?" and immediately grabs the Bombe, pulls one villain's hands down between his legs, attaches the Bombe - which is, of course a bomb and tosses him overboard. He is then followed by the other villain. There then ensues a most satisfying blast!

Today I finally caught up with a very good friend (CW) as I would get her answering machine, then she would get mine. Sadly she does not have anything to do with the Internet - not even email.

I am going to see her for lunch on the 15th after my physiotherapy class. Great!

Wednesday, 5 March 2008

May You Live in Interesting Times!...

... ancient Chinese curse (allegedly)

It's been a funny old morning.

First I heard that a very good friend was going into hospital as a day case to have a blemish below her eye removed. She needed to be taken there as there was a chance that she might have to wear an eye patch for a while.

Second, I almost killed myself on a roundabout. Perhaps I had my mind otherwise occupied, but I am certain that the car already on the roundabout had not indicated that he was continuing to go round, so I pulled forward..

..and we nearly met (and by this time it was almost a 3-car pile up) Fortunately we all had good reactions and 3 sets of brakes came on quite rapidly. (Typical British understatement).

Then to the exeercise class with heart rate already raised to find that the husband of one of our group had died suddenly, although not unexpectedly. Our physio went to get a card to send to his widow from all of us.

So I decided that all I could do was keep my head down and work away at my exercises.

And then I got a text message from best friend to say that she had been seen, and sent home having been told it would probably go away.

Aaaargh, this is so frustrating for her!