Close of Play
It’s here; the end, or at least the beginning of the end.
You can use the search form below to go through the content and find a specific post or page:
Today was pancake day.
I’m not going to say a great deal about it really. Only that initially I forgot all about it. When I remembered I quickly learned a very important lesson.
There are so many service providers in the world, some good some bad. There’s no way you could possibly know the quality you can expect from an individual provider unless you try their services or someone else recommends them. Or warns you. Today, I bring you a warning.
Every now and again you find a local restaurant which is genuinely reputable. The sort of establishment to which you look forward to returning. Don’t mistake me, I’ve not yet joined the ranks of the grand-a-night diners! However, I do enjoy good tasty food, professional service, consistency and value. I suppose I ought to have put consistency first on that list as to my mind knowing what you are going to get is very important. Perhaps my sense of adventure is deficient but I like knowing that my lamb dansak will taste very similar to the last one.
I took the day off today. I’m changing jobs soon and so have four days of leave above those which I can carry over to my new role. Having to take the day off was rough. I sat at home, practically the whole day weeping because I wasn’t able to be at work.
I read today that Kraft Food Inc. has agreed the price for the purchase of Cadbury Schweppes. The amount of money due to be exchanged as part of this deal is mind boggling.
Just a short entry today. I thought I would take a moment to praise the many and varied virtues of the humble peanut butter cookie. These wonderful treats, best served warm with a cool glass of milk (Semi-skimmed if you are concerned about fat of course) are easy to bake miracles of comfort.
The second of fifty-two books I will read this year is Dark Fire. A cajoling crime novel set in Henry VIII’s sixteenth century London. Falling from the pen of Christopher Sansom, himself qualified to practice law in England and Wales, the plot follows humble, honest, and yet streetwise barrister Matthew Shardlake as he investigates a murder and the disappearance of the eponymous Dark Fire. You take a curious character, hump and all, and drop him in the thick of the historic plots against Thomas Cromwell.
| M | T | W | T | F | S | S |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| « Feb | ||||||
| 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 |
| 8 | 9 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 | 14 |
| 15 | 16 | 17 | 18 | 19 | 20 | 21 |
| 22 | 23 | 24 | 25 | 26 | 27 | 28 |
| 29 | 30 | 31 | ||||
© Copyright Big Hungry Giant. All rights reserved.
Wordpress Themes by DreamTemplate