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CT doesn't look at hands other than his own.

FYP

All the more reason to hope Villa get relegated.

Well, it's drinking/weight, obviously. Want to try and get into local volunteering too, I don't really feel like I engage with the world enough.

Now that's more like it. Daytime with his family, cracking pub lunch with more food than it would be humanly possible to consume, then the evening/night back in the same pub with friends who live in Berlin but happen to do Christmas in the same neck of the Lincolnshire woods every few years. Desperation to get away from their awful family = tasty pub session chez nous = double Juras aplenty = not even overly annoyed about the match any more.

Oh and merry Christmas everyone.

I'd forgotten how stressed my fella gets at his parents', which stresses me out in turn. *And* it's a largely dry household. Graagh. Bring on lunch with his alkie grandparents tomorrow!

Patent nonsense.

The Germans (can) do, anyway - "late" for "lacht" and so on. Don't know how widespread it is though, since English is so prevalent online.

I basically like my job, but I'm (finally) getting bored of it. Not ready to jump ship just yet, especially with the economy the way it is, but I reckon I'll be looking to do something different in a couple of years even if it means taking a hit financially.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-H290dC6ibk

By no means a "small-time" subject matter, but anyway, really interesting piece on the problems in Dutch amateur football here: http://www.guardian.co.uk/football/2012/dec/21/richard-nieuwenhuizen-dutch-death-linesman

A broken record for the pair of you.

Good stuff.

Urgh, right, train tickets booked for tomorrow. Fingers crossed for no flooding on the line...

Marvellous

"Chum". It couldn't be, could it...?

Just been out to lunch with a few friends who were there last night. Sounds like you missed a treat. (Although at first brief glance I did think it was Michael Barrymore on the right. )

That's a bit special...

Still got a bit of a throat on, which is a fine excuse for a spiced rum toddy. And another one. Cheers.

They're having me work on Christmas Eve. Morning only. Just to be as annoying as possible. Anyway, let's boogie!

Did a small roast chicken tonight (I know turkey dinner season is imminent, but needed space in the freezer!) and among the sides, I'd forgotten how brilliant savoy cabbage is. Fried some onions, chucked in the sliced cabbage with some water and steamed it under the lid till tender, then melted some butter through the lot. Bit of sea salt and pepper, done, easy as that and dead tasty (plus it was 50p for three cabbages from Lewisham market - bargain!).

And if the sophistication of the recipe wasn't enough, as a bonus, it's absolutely seasoning-free.