Bishop of Manchester got me out of bed this morning. Cmon Tref, shake a leg yeravin a sausage sandwich for breakfast. Sausages don’t cook themselves yanow. I got up. Was helped by the wireless timer kicking in and switching the bish off mid sentence. He had been talking about bad things going on in the world and then moved on to the subject of his wife. Not sure what the association was but that was when it switched off. I will never find out.
It’s a much more relaxing start to the day. Gotta pick THG’s car up from the menders this morning and take Coops’ van back. Different to yesterday where I had the pressure of cooking a leg of lamb. If you read all the recipes a 3.7kg leg should take 4 hours. Even Meater said it should take 4 hours. After setting it going Meater changed its mind and said it would only be two and a bit hours. Blimmin eck. That meant it would be ready two hours earlier than I wanted.
Gemini, which I’d been using to advise on this subject, suggested double wrapping the lamb in foil, then in two towels and sticking it in a coolbox, not switched on obvs, and it should be ok. Well, the lamb turned out near perfect. Worrarelief. Lunch was a v boozy affair and I had an early night. Not totes sure how early but it can’t have been much after eight!
Mark Castle posted a flight radar screenshot of his trip yesterday showing all planes diverting around Iran. I looked this morning and was interested to note how you could tell which parts of the world were war zones. What I also found interesting was the relatively low density of flights over Russia. An indication of the lower levels of economic activity I’d imagine.
btw the fox appeared in the garden whilst we were having lunch. 14:18. Bit of entertainment laid on for our guests.
