Friday 10 May 2013

Madras Fudge and Three Fish


There I was this morning listening to Radio Four as I do in order to know what events have been happening in the world overnight that may require me to hide under a table or run screaming to my nuclear bunker as I fight off Zombies and other monsters that have invaded the area under the cover of darkness. Since we moved to our present home in the quiet (very quiet) rolling hills of the English Welsh borders I have thought it would be the perfect place to invade planet Earth. What with plenty of open fields but with enough cover to avoid to much interest, and a local population who will tolerate aliens as long s they are not noisy or start messing with local events.

Hang on what was I talking about; AH yes, Radio Four and the today program. As I lay in bed thinking I might get up as all is OK in the world a news story suddenly started talking of extinction, one of those news stories that might be important after all I am not expecting to become extinct for ages yet. But it tuned out to be a fish that is due to become extinct (from Africa) and all that remained of the species are three fish in London Zoo (I think) who are all male, what rather amused me though (I know I should not be amused by demise of a fish) was that the last known female of the species had been eaten by one of the males in a breading accident. I felt I was allowed to snigger at the plight of this fish as eating your last breading partner is to put it bluntly stupid and I can imagine the other two males looking at the third one and shouting IDIOT rather a lot.


It was also the local market day today and so I have bought Marmite Fudge and Madras Fudge from the Chocolate Man (yes I explained last week he is not made of chocolate (I assume), so I now have photographic evidence of the reality of these products. Although I thought the Marmite fudge tasted OK so I plan to eat all of that at some point so as the Ghost Writer would say if you ask me nicely to try some Ya Sucks Boo . . . . . Its my Fudge and I’m not playing.  Sometimes I think I need a better Ghost Writer I an starting to get as bad as he is.

I did other things today but they were not interesting and the weather was rubbish most of the time with sudden appearances of the sun, which would then vanish in seconds. I think we have a faulty Weather machine again . . . . . . . . . DAMN.

Madras Fudge

12 comments:

  1. What do you listen to radio 4 for. Radio 2 is more interesting.
    Loved the post just the thing to read before going to bed.
    Yvonne.

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    1. Oooooo no I could not do Radio 2 I am a strict radio 4 man although I have been known to listen to the World Service when impending doom is about to destroy us all (zombies or aliens or killer shrews)

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  2. Now that I've seen photographic evidence, I'd really like to taste those fudges. And can you please ask dad to fix the weather machine? All these hot flushes followed by the chills, is quite annoying. (Oooh, I think I've just described the symptoms for the menopause)

    Oh it's good to be back in Rob Z land. :)

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    1. I am starting to fear we could end up with the same weather as last year. It seems ironic that one of the predictions of global warming is that Britain will be colder and wetter. And I think your description of your hot cold symptoms does sound like a men-at-pause. But I am a chap and we know nothing about such things, although we do pause a lot and lean on spades looking at roads in a knowing way

      And I can always send fudge if you would like some.....

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  3. I am not sure how long it has been since I have listened to a radio. I realize my wireless internet uses a radio technology, so I am reaLLy quite radiomore, which is my new word for wireless with a positive soundingnessfulness. I had a nice chat with Jesus today at the diner. His girlfriend graduates from college tomorrow, so I picked a good day (today) to chat instead of tomorrow when he wiLL be gone. Two days from now we have Mother's Day. My wife originaLLy wanted to go to a fancy restaurant, but now wants a meatloaf meal at home. It has been a rather busy time for her plus we got another renter in our hair salon. WeLL, I must go now, as Cooper would like his 9 PM cheese. He is only 55 minutes late today because he was napping.

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    1. It is strange that Mothers day in the UK is on a completely different day, but us Brits are like that. I have visions of you and your wife eating to the sound of Bat out of Hell blasting away in the background while Cooper joins in howling. I suspect this is not what your wife has in mind.

      I am still a user of tradition Radio, I probably have more radio's than yourself but I am less Radiomore.

      Hope all is well with Jesus.

      And I hope Cooper enjoyed his cheese.

      The trouble with folk renting hair salons is that they are hair today and gone tomorrow . . . . . . . HAH HAHHAH HAH HAH HAH HA hah ah hah aha h hah hah hha hahah hah ah ah hhah ha(ir) HAH HAHHAH AH hahah

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    2. I agree veRy much with your HaHaHa. Only I have less $$$ when they leave. When I went to collect rent yesterday I sat down in a chair beside the lady who wors in the north room. While I was chatting with her I thought I recognized the person she was doing a hair color job on, but I wasn't sure and the "client" didn't say anything. Then when she was finished with a particular step and needed to move under a dryer chair I suddenly realized that her "client" was my renter from the southwest room, and they joked and made fun of me, we definitely haha'd a bunch, making fun of my old man brain. I am learling some Perl today, instaLLed ActivePerl on my PC, doing some eXamples to refresh my brain, its been a few years since I have messed with it. I wiLL have to put on some Meatloaf while we are eating our meatloaves plural, and when & if she complains about the music I wiLL remind her that was her request. Or I could teLL her it was your idea. WeLL, four out of six ain't bad (I adjusted for inflation) hhaahhaahhaahhaahhaa .... sing to me, Marvin Lee Aday ...

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    3. I sing like Lee Marvin on a bad day.

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  4. The fish story was very comical, though a little tragic too. I feel bad for laughing!

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    1. Yes I do know how you feel, they died out in nature when a huge dam was built so I am surprised more was not done earlier to save them.

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  5. The story about the fish made me laugh. The graphic was good too. It was just soooooo male-ish.
    Oozing Out My Ears

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    1. Yes it is the sort of thing us chaps do although to the best of my knowledge we do not go round eating our partners for dinner, for one thing it would involve us cooking and being organized and that is very unlikely.

      As for the pic it is scrap card and a ball point pen and then I just take a photo. I am sure there must be a clever techy way to do it but that works fine.

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