Another relaxing start to jour. THG is preparing to head off for the park run and I am waiting to see if anyone else is going to surface in a timely manner to join me for a spot of fast-breaking. I will be opening a tin of beans in honour of the occasion
Yesterdayâs heavy rain has moved on to soak somewhere else. I didnât mind the weather at all. My trusty Tilley hat did the business. Kept me dry. Great when you are a wearer of spectacles. Obs you also need some sort of waterproof coat anâ all but a coat on its own is no good for wearers of spectacles because they invariably get wet. Tilley is it, come rain or shine. Indestructible, they claim.
Twas a latish one last night, what with watching the All Blacks walloping Argentina and then waiting for ground transportation to take some of our visitors to their hotel. I am pleased to report that the chilli con carne, roughly based on the Delia Smith recipe, was a success. I added cumin, paprika and marjoram for that authentic chilli flavour.
If you look at packets of chilli mix, cumin and paprika are the main ingreds. The others are mostly E number type things. I wonât be buying them again.
Storm Babet, for that was its name, has quickly moved down the page on the news websites. There is so much crap going on in the world. A debate about the unusualness of the name would seem somewhat frivolous considering the other stuff going on.
Last weekâs edition of âHave I Got News For Youâ studiously avoided any mention of the âother stuffâ. Fair play. Sometimes it is inappropriate to make light of a situation. It is an unusual name though, Babet. Itâs the name of someone in the Belgian meteorological centre or some such similar place, apaz. Donât get me wrong. Iâm ok with it