So what DO you do with cabbage?

Wok it... with a dash of soy....




"Wok" is one of those modern verbs, like "oven" or "microwave". Or was that a gerund?

Oh mattress it!

Surrendering to the inevitable....

1. Halo 3 and the XBOX-360 have arrived. It may be a month before I get to talk to the hubby type again.

2. We're getting old and stiff, the new matress has arrived and I'm in 7th heaven.

3. Canon is not likely to be back before I go away so I'm just going to bite the bullet and by a backup Canon EOS 400D. (yikes).

I've also planted out the autumn onion sets and garlic today, and gathered more fruit and veg from the garden.



I WAS going to bake a caraway seed cake but I found that I have
a) no caraway seeds
b) no butter.

Oh well.

It's not looking good

After 5 weeks, the camera shops says they cannot fix my camera, and they are sending it off to Canon. Which will take a minimum of 10 days.

I'm assuming they're talking working days, which leaves a sum total of 3 days between the minumum time I may (or may not) get my camera back, or am told its unfixable, and I fly to the Falklands. Eek.

Help.

Correlation?

Could there be any relationship, any correlation at all between the stolen and entirely consumed bumper bag of Salt & Pepper Kettle Crisps and the fact that KuBrin drank every dog water bowl in the house dry yesterday?

And then started on the bucket in the garden.



Or am I jumping to conclusions?

Things that made me laugh

In the last 24 hours there have been three things I've laughed at that stuck in my mind (I laughed a great deal more that three times, I hasten to add....)

1) Driving to work yesterday on the motorway there was a flat-bed van with a stuffed toy gorilla wedged just behind the cab at the top, the wind was making him wave frantically. I laughed so hard I nearly crashed the car.

2) This morning we were discussing the merits of lighting a fire as the evenings were getting chilly. I commented that I'd not had the chimney swept this year yet and "I'll arrange to do it during the two weeks you are at home on holiday cos there will be someone at home"
"Who?" he said.
(He was joking... I think).

3) Reading a country kitchen magazine I found this ditty...
"I eat peas with honey
I've done it all my life
It makes the peas taste funny
But it keeps them on the knife"

And very cool it was too.

Not ONLY was yesterday Meg's 16th birthday , not ONLY did my Dad (General Jackson's dad too) try to fly to India and found he had a major visa muck up, but ALSO, nm, (Ernesto the Basset's mum), stopped by to visit on her way to Greece from Seattle to smooch dogs.

She brought the most divine chocolates:

and some Alaskan smoked salmon that made Brian swoon when he got home.

It was great to see her, we sat and nattered and talked and ate etc.


I let KuBrin take her for a little walk:


I think she liked the dogs, though I'm not certain she was prepared for either the size of the wolfie, or his farts.

Happy Birthday Meg.

Megan, our deerhound, is 16 today. She's lying on the sofa in the "snug" next to me as I type. Sixteen? A deerhound? Blimey.

Strange to think that when we adopted her nearly 5 years ago we did not think she'd last a year.

Boy - did she see us coming!


Happy birthday Meg, we think you are FAB.