Bangers
Aw, bless. Look at these two cuties, although I'm probably liable to get carried away by my professional colleagues if
I'm caught describing sausages as cute. This from a girl who once bought a lobster because it was the last one left in the supermarket and I felt sorry for it.
Anyway, they are of course, being used as illustration for a reason. This week is National Sausage Week, and so we are being encouraged to have a nice sausage sandwich to celebrate. Ties in nicely with Bonfire night of course, so bangers all round! I have in fact had some sausages this week (Duchy Originals, again, I really can't get enough of this brand) and will be doing a sausage and sweet potato bake tomorrow from a recipe out of the newspaper. Might end up with more tonight as I think we're going to go down the rec in town to watch the bonfire and fireworks and stuff. That is, if they're still allowed to do that sort of thing what with all the red tape and safety regulations...
Quite tired as I did the silly shift at work today (4am-8am) so have been up since 3.30am, went back to bed when I got home but was too awake to sleep so just dozed in the warmth of the duvet before I got disturbed at 10am by a phone call. Done a bit more clearing in the spare room (have a guest next weekend), slowly making progress, and have just outed a load of old books that I no longer need. More of the same tomorrow but at least I can have a proper lie-in. Will go
to the gym, saw my trainer earlier in the week and explained my reasons for non-attendance, he had the cheek to ask if I'd been drunk when I walked into the door (breaking my toe for those who can't be bothered to read back). I wasn't! It was dark and I wasn't wearing my contacts. I hadn't been drinking at all, it's almost as if he was insinuating that I make a habit of falling over after a few drinks... This photo illustrates another misunderstanding, it was a slope leading up to our ski hotel and it was icy and my trainers slipped, observe, if you will, the blokes standing around laughing and taking photos, rather than asking if I was alright. Bastards!
I'm caught describing sausages as cute. This from a girl who once bought a lobster because it was the last one left in the supermarket and I felt sorry for it.Anyway, they are of course, being used as illustration for a reason. This week is National Sausage Week, and so we are being encouraged to have a nice sausage sandwich to celebrate. Ties in nicely with Bonfire night of course, so bangers all round! I have in fact had some sausages this week (Duchy Originals, again, I really can't get enough of this brand) and will be doing a sausage and sweet potato bake tomorrow from a recipe out of the newspaper. Might end up with more tonight as I think we're going to go down the rec in town to watch the bonfire and fireworks and stuff. That is, if they're still allowed to do that sort of thing what with all the red tape and safety regulations...
Quite tired as I did the silly shift at work today (4am-8am) so have been up since 3.30am, went back to bed when I got home but was too awake to sleep so just dozed in the warmth of the duvet before I got disturbed at 10am by a phone call. Done a bit more clearing in the spare room (have a guest next weekend), slowly making progress, and have just outed a load of old books that I no longer need. More of the same tomorrow but at least I can have a proper lie-in. Will go
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to the gym, saw my trainer earlier in the week and explained my reasons for non-attendance, he had the cheek to ask if I'd been drunk when I walked into the door (breaking my toe for those who can't be bothered to read back). I wasn't! It was dark and I wasn't wearing my contacts. I hadn't been drinking at all, it's almost as if he was insinuating that I make a habit of falling over after a few drinks... This photo illustrates another misunderstanding, it was a slope leading up to our ski hotel and it was icy and my trainers slipped, observe, if you will, the blokes standing around laughing and taking photos, rather than asking if I was alright. Bastards!
posted by Hannah | 3:03 pm
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How is your foot these days? Are you fixed properly yet?
Just a question out of curiosity... who are you Stuart?
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