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Order the Ploughman’s* next time. Hard to get anything from a lunch designed to be carried out into the field for the day!

*I really, really miss good chutney!

Tudor track lighting!

“I really, really miss good chutney!”

That’s funny — I was just reminiscing about my mother’s chutney (some character in a book was spooning out ‘pickle’). Must.Get.Recipe.

Hmmmm.

Count me in for English orange marmalade. I love that stuff so much I have to ration it and buy only one jar per month. Otherwise I’d be passed out on the floor with the crumbs from a loaf of bread, a knife and a empty jar.

Nice picture, frankly speaking I do like black and white photos, thanks for sharing.

Her Ladyship is being unfair. It was a very fine roast swan with fries and I experienced no ill effects at all.

As long as it has burgers and chips. I’d happily eat there. Not so much kidney pie. S. Weasel, do they serve pasties in your neck of the woods? My mom made the best in the whole world. Only 5 ingredients, a thorough recipe in her own hand, and yet I can’t reproduce the goodness no matter how many times I try.

I imagine the local council requires the wearing of pasties. Prim and proper and all that. 🙂

Allow me to echo echo….

Knowing very little about what goes into taking a good picture, I was wondering do you look for something different in taking a b/w picture.

ps. smoking in b/w picture/film does make one look cool, I don’t care what anyone else says.

The obligatory Oh, How Quaint! comment.

I grew up in 3 different houses, and every one of them had a ‘living room’ that I was not allowed to be in without parental supervision. It’s where mother pupster put her antiques and good furniture to show off for company. When we had visitors, I was allowed to sit quietly on the divan and NOT TOUCH ANYTHING.

That picture reminds me of a childhood living room I used to slink past. And it’s a greasy spoon, eh?

Sorry to hear about your distress. I guess it’ll take time to get the weasel innards used to the local crawlies.

America has gone downhill since you left. I’m all for initiating a SEAL / RECON / RANGER / NINJA covert op to acquire your carcass and return you to CONUS so that America can return to it’s prominence.

Watch your e-mail for further communications. Codename: Holiday Hamster

Hungover on unicorns? Then try the “hair of the horn” remedy available at http://www.cornify.com

Sara, that’s precious. Just precious. I can’t tell you how tempted I am.

There’s nothing special about the images, Matt. I take ’em in regular old color with my trusty Nikon D40 (LOVE that camera; best entry-level dSLR on the market) and leach all the color out using Photoshop.

Some photos just don’t work without color. And most need a little tinkering in P’shop to look right.

America has gone downhill since you left. I’m all for initiating a SEAL / RECON / RANGER / NINJA covert op to acquire your carcass and return you to CONUS so that America can return to it’s prominence.

Watch your e-mail for further communications. Codename: Holiday Hamster

Meanwhile, another group of us are headed to Haiti. We hear there’s witch doctors there. We’re gonna swing by Simi Valley on the way back. Want to come?

I believe you are supposed to take Dr. J. Collis Browne’s Compound for what ails you, there, s. weasel.

A brand that originally became popular, particularly with travellers, in the late 19th century.

J Collis Browne’s is a trusted treatment for diarrhoea and upset stomachs. Available in liquid and tablet formulations.

Always Read the Label

Manufacturer: Thornton & Ross Ltd

Ingredients: Liquid containing in each 5ml, anhydrous morphine 1mg, peppermint oil 1.5mcl in an aqueous base

Dosage Instructions: Adults, the elderly and children over 12 years: 10-15ml. Children 6-12: 5ml. Dose may be repeated once or twice at 4-hourly intervals if required

Cautionary Information: Caution: Consult doctor if symptoms persist. Not recommended for children under 6 years

Size: 45ml/ 100ml

Price: £3.39 /£5.29

You just cannot go wrong starting your day with a little anhydrous morphine….as somebody’s grandfather or grandmother must have said…

Meanwhile, another group of us are headed to Haiti. We hear there’s witch doctors there. We’re gonna swing by Simi Valley on the way back. Want to come?

Only if we can make a side trip to Guantanamo on the way back. We can sell Gitmo to the Witch Doctors as a vacation paradise, and I can swap them out for a choice terrorist. On the way back, we can waterboard the tango with Coors in between feeding him Hebrew National hotdogs and barbeque pulled pork sammies. Hey, if they’ve never eaten it, how would they know what it is?

We can swap the tago for Weas. (England, they luuooove a-da tangoes), and repatriate her toot sweet. Meanwhile, said tango’s friends will smell the porky scent emanating from their pores, and keel them two times over for being an infidel pig-dog spy.

Everyone wins! (well, except for England, but they’re screwed anyway)

Sweasel, I’m a lurker but I love to drop in on your site for the fish and chips. Keep living the vicarious dream for me. (sp?)

Nice black and white picture) It has got the air and I definitely like it. Thanks for sharing)