Today I have not done a great deal; I am
getting to be quite an expert in the noble art of not doing a great deal. Mrs E
formally known as Miss I has leapt into action to help Mr M who has been
trapped between a hard place (his hospital Bed) and a rock (a pile of rocks in
the hospital car park). Luckily though Mr M is being moved from one hospital to
another as I type where he will have time to sort things out a bit more, and luckily
Mrs E formally known as Miss I was on hand to help pack Mr M’s bag and make
sure he was OK for the big move. He will be much nearer his house making things
a bit easier for folk to go and see him.
Both Mr M and Mrs E formally
known as Miss I are vegetarians as are other folk I know, and our good friend
Mr F as come up for the weekend who also has a very healthy diet. So I have had
to try and defend the diet of the unhealthy almost single handed today in
conversations about food. As it happens some
people have rather odd concepts about who is a vegetarian, all the folk I know
are real vegetarians, but I have heard of many vegetarians who eat fish or even
chicken and I recently heard of one who ate lamb. This was a new one to me as
lamb is hard to justify as vegetarian on most levels, it is after all meat from
a beast with four legs that runs about in a field, fish are sometimes eaten on
the grounds they don’t have legs or fur and chickens on the grounds they only have half the number of legs of real animals like sheep. But a lamb is a sheep and I
rather like lamb so I reckon if lamb is vegetarian then I eat a healthy diet
after all as I don’t eat beef, I cant risk the chance of the cows that surround
our house finding out because cows are quite big. Although we have chickens
living next door also, chickens are smaller and just a bit stupid so I can eat
them and they wont know, as it happens I cant eat the chickens next door as the
are all rare breed chickens and a bit pricey to eat.
Anyway as I said right at
the start I really have not done a thing today and have nothing what so ever to
write about; so rather that write a whole load of stuff about stuff of absolutely
no interest to man nor beast, like say food and folk who don’t eat beasts I
better go . . . . . . . . .AH DAMN
Sausages for tea . . . .
YUM
