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AS: More tea, Vicar? - the British thread 2020
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Happy new year, one and all, and may 2020 be a good one!
For what it's worth, it seems to have started rather well for me: in the middle of the Hogmanay party, I had a message from my estate agent with another offer for Château Piglet, which I accepted this morning.
Prayers that this one doesn't go pear-shaped would be much appreciated!
Happy new year, one and all, and may 2020 be a good one!
For what it's worth, it seems to have started rather well for me: in the middle of the Hogmanay party, I had a message from my estate agent with another offer for Château Piglet, which I accepted this morning.
Prayers that this one doesn't go pear-shaped would be much appreciated!
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Hope all goes well this time.
Sort of tucked up, that is - languishing on a virtual Bed of Sickness, anyhoo, with a slight cold, a bit of a Koff, making my voice sound more Phrog-like than usual, and a dull headache which refuses to shift. No, it is NOT Man-Flu (which, as enny fule kno, is fatal...).
Never mind - there's a nice Baked Spud for tea!
Happy New Year, everyone, in spite of all the Darkness That Is To Come...
Oddly enough, there was a time (back in my far-distant Yoof), when I seemed to attract a similar slight disposition at this time of year, for several years running. I guess my immune system was a bit low, as is that of many others at Yule/Winterfest/Sun-Return, but it did get a bit tedious.
This year, I blame B*r*s. And T*u*p.
I agree about the pear-shaped chateau, though - very pantomimish...
(O no it isn't! O yes it is!)
I was considering the same!
O - I see...
I liked the sound of a baked spud for tea @Bishops Finger - one of my favourite things nut I'm the only one in the family that likes them.
We tried to get the New Year off to a good start by going to the gym. Our usual place is closed for repairs but we can use another local one in the meantime. Their website assured me they were open, but of course they weren't. Oh well it's the thought that counts.
Sorry to hear it - hope she's soon better. In my case, it usually turned out to be pharyngitis...
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pharyngitis
On reflection, I think that's what I now have a mild dose of...
You are the only one in your Family who likes BAKED SPUD???????
O dear. Prayers ascending...
Cheers!
(Raises cup of tea ☕️)
The SPUD was duly accompanied by BUTTER, and CHEESE.
I feel better now.
There is a Mars Bar for pudding...and a Norange.
We are just back from a lovely trip out on the local heritage railway line, to coo over steam engines. I am now tucked up in bed with a pint of coffee, with my feet under several layers of the proper wool blanket, and I shall not be moving again until I can feel said feet again. I expect this could take some time....
Happy new year to my fellow tea drinkers!
I hope the chateau sale progresses smoothly, Piglet.
Get well soon to BF and Mrs BT.
We’ve had the usual cheese and biscuits for lunch but my husband is planning a nice baked salmon and veg later. Currently he’s taking the broken down dishwasher to pieces in the hope that he can mend it without ordering a new part - he thinks it is the heater in the pump that’s gone. He’s mended the pump before so he knows what he’s doing.
Redbush - taken black ☺️
I shall now devour my Mars Bar, and my Norange, which somehow seem to have been overlooked...
FWIW it used to be a catchphrase of Paul Merton's when he'd just said something outrageous. Anyway I am happy to have found a gigantic bag of PG Tips in the Sri Lankan cornerstore recently. Bottoms up.
Mr Nen and I went out for coffee this afternoon and have friends coming to a meal this evening so I'm posting from the kitchen at Casa Nen where vegetables and trifle are soon to be prepared. The Navarin of Lamb has been in the slow cooker since this morning. Wine and after dinner chocolates will also be consumed.
After today it is back to the weight loss plan.
When what to my wondering eyes should appear
But ten extra pounds on hips, thighs and rear...
I must not covet my neighbour's heritage railway.
I must not covet ....
Nooooooo ..... ! (My wife likes it, though).
I spent today working on a hand-sewn red wincyette cloak so I will be a bit warmer on the way to the Yuletide concert (complete with mummers) that I’ll be in costume for on Friday. Hood almost done, to be sewn to the cloak so tomorrow I’ll be hemming all the way around.
Eating properly will begin when the festive odds and ends (hmm, mostly chocolate and more chocolate) have been finished up.
Hahahahaha! It is a lovely place. And has heritage busses too, should the fancy take one.
We’re lucky enough to have a choice of 3 places to go and coo over steam engines, within an hours’ drive.
A bit late for that! I can’t even remember what I expected then. I certainly hope that wish comes true for 2020 though.
I have now thawed out enough to remove my second pair of socks and second jumper.
You're just being cruel now!
I think I'll have some Yorkshire tea for starters, please.
Or tea.
AG
I love the sound of navarin of lamb though (let's face it, I love the sound of anything of lamb).
The leftover curry (one chicken, one veggie) was v. good, and the liberal application of raita and crème fraîche counteracted the heat nicely.
I hope that the sale of Chateau Piglet proceeds extremely smoothly.
Tea is taken very weak, no milk, no sugar. Coffee wicked strong and with no milk. And I really must stop eating these chocolates. I've already had my breakfast.
I've just had mine - avocado on toast with a slice of smoked salmon* and a few cherry tomatoes, washed down with orange juice.
* Don't you just love Christmas leftovers?
My brother and I are heading over to my sister's shortly to help with her kitchen declutterment; I predict a long day ...
😳 so sorry, blame it on the glass, or 2, of wine. Memo to self for 2020, do not post under the influence 😅!
I was happy in those days.
Then I got married.