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I noticed these empty casks on the bins today. There are several micro breweries here and i recognize some of the containers. I don't understand why these aren't being returned to be re-filled.
Recently my Member of Parliament stood up during Prime Minister's Questions to complain about the state of our roads being "like the surface of the Moon." While the government has allocated a sizeable chunk of money to the council for road repairs across the county, a significant amount is likely to be spent in the Grand Départ section of this year's Tour de France, running through Morecambe.
For the moment, I would suggested cyclists avoid this section of Moorgate.
A UK government minister used this expression in parliament last week and I was mystified by what he was on about. This is what I found:
"In the UK, 4.1 million tonnes of food is wasted in the grocery retail supply chain each year. The wasted food is safe, in-date and edible, but isn’t used by major retailers for a variety of reasons, such as faulty packaging and over-ordering.
‘Social supermarkets’ reduce this food waste by selling this ‘waste’ stock at low prices to local people on low incomes who are struggling with food poverty."
Anyway this is my dinner today. Not knowing what you will be able to buy each week makes for some creative cooking!
The bailiffs have been to a local hotel, which is now closed. 14 days to remove their property before it's disposed of.
A nice new lock on the door. I hope the locksmith was paid.
Charles Dickens stayed here once and remarked that with every meal they served "bride cake".
The road to the old quarry is also where the owner built houses for the workers. Innovative or just common sense?
Farfalle with my basil paste. More cheese, some ground black pepper (in remembrance of the Carbonari).
Roughly minced, so you can still see some basil leaves.
Quick and simple, but full of taste and color.
I went shopping for storage boxes the other day. I'm trying to organize better. Having visited three similar stores and been overwhelmed by the choices and hideous presentation, I realized it would be more sensible to thin out my stuff rather than organizing it.
It took a bit less than an hour to make this, but fresh food from fresh ingredients is a real joy to me. Hopefully my friend will feel better soon.
The next train from platform 5 will take me to the dentist.
The rails on the other side have been taken up. No clue why. The buildings used to be a railways training center.
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Fats Domino - Blueberry Hill
I last sang this with a friend in Amsterdam. Lots of Oranjeboom. It was a great weekend, what can be remembered, and we stayed in a houseboat. We went to the Rijksmuseum to see The Night Watch and weren't disappointed. We were picked up by some police who had us confused with someone else. Turned out we used to play football together when they had been stationed near our camp. So they let us go on our merry way. It's a funny old world.
To celebrate the end of the week this is puff pastry with apple, blueberries and flaked almonds. Greek yogurt dusted with cinnamon.
This crest was in the ground near Levens Hall - presumably it belongs to the Bellingham family. I will have to do a bit more research.
Walking along the Thames Embankment one day I came across this truncated lamp post. Odd. But look closely and you'll see a vent where the light should be. This is the work of Sir Joseph Bazalgette and Sir Goldsworthy Gurney, the engineers who sorted The Great Stink of 1858. This pipe vents the explosive gases from the sewer that runs just below. Usually these pipes are much taller.
Not quite sure how this happened. Same yeast, same recipe but a very energetic rise!
Time for breakfast.
I like how this drain pipe has been included in the overall design of the building, rather than as an afterthought that was bolted on.
In the late 1800s London was served by up to 300 000 horses, producing an average of 2 000 000 kg of manure each day. This was referred to as the horse manure crisis. Consequently many houses had boot scrapers outside the front door. This one is a fine, elegant example.
The acoustic under the bridge was wonderful. A gentle reverb without being a full echo. Just saying some lines of poetry here was a joy in itself.
It's a game to help with making sentences. Probably popular at the Old Bailey when the jury retires.
Even more wires. I picked up these old Bose speakers (at least ten years old) and sub this week for a song. It means there are more cables to manage but I can cope with that while the sound is so much better.
Volume is controlled by software or by using what looks like a hockey puck (mid right) into which I can plug my headphones if necessary.
The post box appears to have been repainted. Again.
Meanwhile I should write to my MP about the state of the pavement. Health and safety law prevents me from putting myself at unnecessary risk and the pavement is clearly hazardous. So I shall write an email instead.