Things must be getting better. Yesterday morning the appendix was giving me a bit of pain. Today, I feel more of my usual self.
A walk into Balham, to pick up a chicken from Chadwicks, is on the cards. Weight may be dropping off me, but I really do need some serious exercise in order to sleep properly. The walk will do me good.
The current U.S edition of Esquire has an excellent article on brining poultry before roasting. It seals in the succulence, apparently. It’s all very interesting stuff and I will put it to the test with the Christmas capon. A dry run with a chicken is probably a good idea though.
Only days to go before the Rhone 2006 offer from OW LOEB. My eyes are on the Cote Roties, so purchasing will have to be a quick and clinical operation. Best overall harvest since 2001, so folks tell me.
Doctor Who seems to have done well at the National TV Awards. Where will the next series go, we wonder? There’s only so much you can do with a kitschish, sometime Churchillian messiah in the bondage of too much CGI. Only Russell T. Davies has the answers.
Does anyone remember a fruit drink called “Um Bongo”? For some reason, the advert was running through my head the other day. It struck me as rather dodgy. “Um Bongo, Um Bongo. They drink it in The Congo”, was the catch line. Mmmm. Then again, I am the kind of person who thought the Milky Bar Kid looked like a mascot for the Hitler Youth.
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