Personally, I would have sat down with the kids and slowly eaten it in front of them making comments all the way through on how good this was. While they sat with a single cup of cooling tea.Ah the delights of mother-in-laws! A few years back we invited ours over for Boxing Day lunch (2pm, that was already a mistake, as far too late for them apparently). Anyway, traffic was bad so they phoned to say won't be there until 3, so we all waited until then, kids hungry but told to wait until granny and grandpa and uncle arrived. I'd prepared a feast all morning. They turned up and I said shall we eat straight away? They said, oh no don't worry we stopped for a sandwich at the motorway service station. I went absolutely ballisticsulked in bedroom until husband talked be around.
i can't imagine most of it was ate. the lard would have been congealing by the time it got to the table.Gravy made from bacon and sausage juice
Slippery, slimey, lardy, salty gravy.. No one deserves this
While the temp she showed is a fever, she was using an ear thermometer. Normal temp with one of those is 38 rather than closer to 36-37 so take a degree or so off for that.She’s claiming a top temp of 41.5 Celsius?That’s an astronomical fever for an adult. Kids can spike really high fevers (if my kids hit 41 I’d take them straight to A&E) but extremely high temps are a lot rarer in adults IIRC.
She claims to be maintaining a temp of 40 but is happily tweeting? The last couple of times I’ve had a fever, it’s been 38 and I felt too shit to do anything other than curl up in a ball.
This is all very very suspicious.
I imagine her to be a very difficult patient so the sarcasm will be to soften the blow. Christmas week nursing a total whinge bag. I'm saying that I do hope she gets well soon and it's back to slugging slop in no time.So LC’s “positive rest, happy birthday to me” tweet was in fact, sarcastic?
Ginger scared the crap out of me when I was 8. It was having red hair that did it, as it made him 'like me' instead of a dead Egyptian.This looks like Ginger the mummy who lives at the British museum (obvs probably stolen)
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Tomorrow’s dinner probablyI missed this from the end of the last thread - what’s got a Tupperware full of onion peelings for? It gets crushed down ... for what?
That honestly looks like Cooper has been sick in the glass.Many pages behind, but surely this is rice pudding? After Southend constabulary have cracked our case of the century they’re gonna have to look for the missing person in this dish - where the fuck are the prawns?!
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Looool someone beat me to it! X
He’s my first memory of anxiety, we were made to draw him on a school trip (in primary school!) which is really quite bad tbh. There’s also not much to draw he’s shrivelled up?Ginger scared the crap out of me when I was 8. It was having red hair that did it, as it made him 'like me' instead of a dead Egyptian.
Lightbulb?Armpit?![]()
Aren’t you glad you’re a peach?The sawdust vegan doorstop
The carrots that are simultaneously raw and burnt
The brain and oil custard
The aunt bessie yorkies
The dishwater gravy
THE STARTER
The fact that everything has mandarin in it![]()
Only veggie rather than vegan but I will marry/shag/worship/whatever they want the person who comes up a decent faux prawn cocktail. There's not really much other meat I miss but that does cause me to have impure thoughts.Oh no no no. I am kind of caught up I suppose (actual job means actually busy). There are many many things to say about that Christmas dinner but I am just so sad about that prawn cocktail. Not to do a Mars bar style personal essay but I'm vegan and really miss seafood and prawn cocktail is delicious nostalgia (made of unethical tortured crustaceans and poor indentured cows and migrant workers on tomato farms, but shhh), but she just made it more unappetising than the ethics.
Fixed it.Chicken. Free range. Edinburgh.
Hadn't read this before my last comment where I said that the joke wouldn't be made about Theresa MayI'd have made that joke about Teresa May when she was Home Secretary - or David Blunkett.
When I’m I’ll I don’t want to eat anything!
Same, babe, same - sucks doesn’t it?So I went to bed but I have insomnia, I get up and she’s been tweeting shite to numpties the whole time?
Jack’s lake of lipids gravy