classic33
Leg End Member
Nor food for the cats.Not bloody likely... Wouldn't ride a bike on those roads for love nor money...
Nor food for the cats.Not bloody likely... Wouldn't ride a bike on those roads for love nor money...
Cause a friend who lives in the next village along was awake all night
Nor food for the cats.
So you were asleep but other people were kept awake by the noise.
You don't snore do you?
Cream of asparagus soup and home made bread for supper. That hit the spot.
And there's a doughnut with my name on it for afters.
Someone has suggested I apply to work as a trainer in the local US military base. Apparently they try to have a full programme of arts and crafts training for people on base, not least to try and dissuade some of their service personnel from going out on the lash and getting into trouble with local police authorities...
We're not even out of Europe & they are keeping all the good weather to themselves we have more rain
Yorkshire Pudding, served correctly. You'd fail on the "genuine Yorkshire person", Tyke, part though.We were treated to some Hungarian goulash soup, made by a genuine Hungarian person.
I suggested I make something British next time but she suddenly remembered a pressing appointment...
We were treated to some Hungarian goulash soup, made by a genuine Hungarian person.
I suggested I make something British next time but she suddenly remembered a pressing appointment...
Rissoles - minced beef, onion and bread pressed into a patty and fried (not an alternative name for a fish cake (breaded fish patty, no potato) as they are in Sheffield (where confusingly, a fish cake has more potato in it than fish)).We were treated to some Hungarian goulash soup, made by a genuine Hungarian person.
I suggested I make something British next time but she suddenly remembered a pressing appointment...
Mulligatawny soup.
Yorkshire Pudding.