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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

Yesterday’s heavy rain has moved on to soak somewhere else. I didn’t 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 an’ 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 won’t 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 week’s edition of “Have I Got News For You” studiously avoided any mention of the ‘other stuff’. Fair play. Sometimes it is inappropriate to make light of a situation. It is an unusual name though, Babet. It’s the name of someone in the Belgian meteorological centre or some such similar place, apaz. Don’t get me wrong. I’m ok with it