northernhord
Active Member
The allotment stir fry, I made this once and it went down a storm.
It was my number one baby's 9th birthday today, so we went bowling and then to McDonalds ( <--stfu anyone who's likely to take issue)...but it became apparent that the reason my daughter has been peering out of the window and wondering aloud about where the snow was 'thereth sthtill no thnow!' was because she thought we were going snow balling...not bowling...fucking hell...don't ask me where she got that screwy idea from but she was mortified on the bus home to discover that that thing we'd been doing for the last two centuries was actually the bowling we'd been speaking of for the last week. 'Not the thing with the big ball!!!!' she wept, searching the parched skies for snow....
It was my number one baby's 9th birthday today, so we went bowling and then to McDonalds ( <--stfu anyone who's likely to take issue)...but it became apparent that the reason my daughter has been peering out of the window and wondering aloud about where the snow was 'thereth sthtill no thnow!' was because she thought we were going snow balling...not bowling...fucking hell...don't ask me where she got that screwy idea from but she was mortified on the bus home to discover that that thing we'd been doing for the last two centuries was actually the bowling we'd been speaking of for the last week. 'Not the thing with the big ball!!!!' she wept, searching the parched skies for snow....
Anyway I had a MacDonalds and it was shite obviously, although it was quite tasty too - but the good news of the day was that we got the small boys mate to try a new food - doughnuts - so now he eats plain pasta, peas, bread and butter...and doughnuts......he still doesn't like ice cream though or any other fucking food on the planet, but he had a super experimental day out and my son had a nice day too tbf.
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It was my number one baby's 9th birthday today
It was my number one baby's 9th birthday today, so we went bowling and then to McDonalds ( <--stfu anyone who's likely to take issue)...but it became apparent that the reason my daughter has been peering out of the window and wondering aloud about where the snow was 'thereth sthtill no thnow!' was because she thought we were going snow balling...not bowling...fucking hell...don't ask me where she got that screwy idea from but she was mortified on the bus home to discover that that thing we'd been doing for the last two centuries was actually the bowling we'd been speaking of for the last week. 'Not the thing with the big ball!!!!' she wept, searching the parched skies for snow....
Anyway I had a MacDonalds and it was shite obviously, although it was quite tasty too - but the good news of the day was that we got the small boys mate to try a new food - doughnuts - so now he eats plain pasta, peas, bread and butter...and doughnuts......he still doesn't like ice cream though or any other fucking food on the planet, but he had a super experimental day out and my son had a nice day too tbf.
It was my number one baby's 9th birthday today, so we went bowling and then to McDonalds ( <--stfu anyone who's likely to take issue)...but it became apparent that the reason my daughter has been peering out of the window and wondering aloud about where the snow was 'thereth sthtill no thnow!' was because she thought we were going snow balling...not bowling...fucking hell...don't ask me where she got that screwy idea from but she was mortified on the bus home to discover that that thing we'd been doing for the last two centuries was actually the bowling we'd been speaking of for the last week. 'Not the thing with the big ball!!!!' she wept, searching the parched skies for snow....
It is pretty hot, tbf.
It was my number one baby's 9th birthday today, so we went bowling and then to McDonalds ( <--stfu anyone who's likely to take issue)...but it became apparent that the reason my daughter has been peering out of the window and wondering aloud about where the snow was 'thereth sthtill no thnow!' was because she thought we were going snow balling...not bowling...fucking hell...don't ask me where she got that screwy idea from but she was mortified on the bus home to discover that that thing we'd been doing for the last two centuries was actually the bowling we'd been speaking of for the last week. 'Not the thing with the big ball!!!!' she wept, searching the parched skies for snow....
Red red wiiiiine. Stay close to meeeeeee. Make me forget that I got fired toaaaaayy.
I remember reading once that people who are affected by chillies more than others simply have more tastebuds on their tongue. It was on one of those Robert Winston programmes, I think.
So it's just a physiological thing that makes them utter wusses that we can all point and laugh at, then.