How much was the fish from asda?

If you get the time right,
and you get the day
right,
and you get the place right,
and you are very, very lucky,

you can buy a fish from Asda.

You will know it is the right one (if it costs 10p)

Shona's night bus

Shona snapped the elusive twilight bus hiding in the shadows

Happy Christmas 2010 (I bet your turkey is not as big as this one)

Well, we're nearly there. Presents are wrapped if not actually delivered.
Cards ARE in the post. Near crisis this morning when the lovely staff in the Tullibody postoffice admitted that they had run out of 2nd class stamps. RUN OUT?
No stamp deliveries for 3 weeks.

Did I want to buy first class? I would only buy a first class stamp if it had a reduced price sticker on it.
Extra pressure as they said Stirling had also run out of stamps.

I did not buckle.

I stood firm.

I drove to Perth.

So: compliments of the season to you all.

Put your feet up and enjoy yourself.

Merry Christmas from all of us!

Bigbluebelfastfish

Ellen wants some traffic to her blog too.....

Cassandra: - oblique Dr Who reference

You won't forget the end of 2010 in our house. The first real snow OF MY LIFE (as far as I remember) as I wasn't around in the humongous winter of 1963. Snow clearing is compulsory, to try to keep the drive clear, and the snow pile growing. Shona made Cassandra here one afternoon. Not quite "Frosty" with 2 eyes made out of coal and a corncob pipe, and all carrots are reserved for Rudolph, so stones and a banana had to do.

Lemon and lime chicken.

Just a short thank you to the 2 fat bikers cookery programme.

Shona rustled up this lemon and lime chicken with egg-fried rice recipe after diligently researching everything the hairy bikers have ever made.

Serves equally well with noodles seven days later, and the chances are, if you visit in 2011 you might be served a variation of this meal!

A table!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (french - if you didn't know: blogging in 2 languages now!)

Time for reflection

 

I didn't take this photograph. But I did park the car, and let Mrs C out!

We were in Cellardyke, near Crail, one summer's evening.
Remember that you can click on the picture to see it enlarged.

Something's lurking in the bins

I am no chef.
But I like to help in my own way in the kitchen.
I am a trained KP (Kitchen Porter) having earned my stripes in The Scores Hotel and The Old Course Hotel.

So while visiting my mate Andrew's house and waiting for my tea, I offerred to nip out to the compost bin with the peelings.

Imagine my surprise when I opened the lid to find a family of these e-n-o-r-m-o-u-s slugs living in the bin.
It made me so sick I had to take a photo!