Lunch today for old friends. Melon and Parma ham, spanakopita, semifreddo with raspberries.
Barman - I'll have pint of what he's had please.You disgust me. It's an open secret you are preparing your "Twickenham body" for the Army v Navy match - power-loading the pies to enable top girth, yet trying to pull off the "Hennry VIII" look in skintight leggings.
Will become slightly embarrassing when some RN cook, 3 weeks out of training, decks you outside The White Swan.
#Totally unwarranted and unprovoked attack on Joker there.
Aaaand your none standard crockery... so there.
@mush_dad you'd better pull off something pretty amazing tonight...
Thank you. I appreciate the compliment from you. Your grub always looks delicious.
We don't have a shoot on the farm anymore. However our neighbours do, and we let them position guns and pickers up on our ground, and cut reeds etc by the river to help said pickers up. In return they very generously keep us supplied with pheasant and partridge. The deer on the farm are controlled by someone who does it as his hobby, on the basis of half for him half for us, an arrangement that worked for my old man for 20 years, and one that I am more than happy to carry on. Extremely spoilt by the kindness of others.You Sir seem to be able to supply for yourself very well, congratulations. Only being able to shop in supermarkets I am slightly jealous.
Nah, just drop a silent one while walking around checking their work. Wait at other side of room for someone to smell it, then blame the gobby kid nearby. Works every timeAt least you'll be able conduct a new experiment tomorrow.
'And this, class, is how you set fire to a fart'.