BabblingBrooke
It's whatever
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Do you know what tossing salad means?
Of course.
Do you think that's a remarkable lyric?
Anaconda is a fun song, but that's about it.
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Do you know what tossing salad means?
Of course.
Do you think that's a remarkable lyric?
Anaconda is a fun song, but that's about it.
I liked her better as Jeninflorida.
She was more of a success as an author than a poster. There was a brief time where she held a spot on the top 250 list.
It's Lit, we all know that getting our ass eaten means tossing our salad.
Just making sure.
Spotted Dick is old school nasty. Along with tripe and haslet.
Haslet! My God, yes...my Dad used to love that. And corned beef in tins, and fruit in syrup (in tins) and Fray Bentos pies (in tins)...
Want a caper?
I sense a theme...
Haslet! My God, yes...my Dad used to love that. And corned beef in tins, and fruit in syrup (in tins) and Fray Bentos pies (in tins)...

My mother once spent hours baking bread so that when he came home the house would be filled with wonderful smells and he would be able to have a slice hot from the oven. She put it before him with pride, and he said. 'Hmmph. Have we got any proper bread?'
For his generation, tins and packaged foods were a prophylactic against the abominable food safety standards of the 30s and earlier.
Hey Johnny! For your shopping list:
https://twitter.com/_mindflakes/status/624185554528284672
Fray Bentos = food of the gods.![]()
)My mum made soda bread 2 or 3 times a week up until my Dad went in a nursing home 6 years ago. She occasionally bakes now (at 90) but says it's not the same eating it without him. He loved her bread!
Awwww...
That's lovely.
I haven't baked in months, but I picked our blackcurrants yesterday (because they would spoil by the time we came back from France) and made a pound of jam with them. I just had some now on some decent toast and it was the best I ever tasted. Supermarket jam is almost always too sweet, don't you think?
I'm not really an ice cream fan.
It upsets my belly.
Who is the Zeus of these gods? Sid James? George Formby?
(I'm happy you went back to that avatar, by the way.)
Yes I bloody too. Some of it is like fucking Benylin. I like to taste the fruits and I like it to make my ears laugh, not slip into a diabetic trance.
Speaking of diabetic - I read a letter in Country Life from someone making the same point who said that he always bought diabetic jam now, which tastes more like jam used to - for obvious reasons, I suppose!
Benylin is awful, of course. But I used to love getting infections as a child just so I could have the most amazing banana-flavoured antibiotic gloop. God it was good. My paediatric Proustian penicillin.