Showing posts with label rambling on. Show all posts
Showing posts with label rambling on. Show all posts

Tuesday, 26 July 2011

East Africa food crisis...

Looking back over my posts during the short time that I have had this blog, I have discussed delicious food in great detail several times.  Due to a failure of the rains in East Africa during late 2010, ten million people simply do not have enough to eat.  They are not concerned with whether half-ground almonds and half-flour makes a crunchier crumble than all-flour.  They are concerned that they and their children will starve.

Makes you think.

Please, if you have a pound (or fifty) to spare, please do.

Disasters Emergency Committe

Quick edit:  I wasn't quite clever enough to get the link and the picture in the same place, above.  Where the DEC graphic says "click here to make a donation", click the link just below. Thanks!

Friday, 22 July 2011

Not a proper blog post...

Hello!  This isn't a proper blog post; hopefully I'll get around to that in the next day or two.  I've got some good ones planned, I think, but have been so busy doing stuff that I haven't sat down and written about it!

I was going to blog a new recipe of my own invention on Wednesday, but in the end I had a lovely text from my Mum, saying the magic words "Orange Wednesday?" and before I knew it, M and I had agreed to accompany my parents to see HP&TDH: pt2 (yes, our second time seeing it, but it is rather good!).  So I ended up cooking for my Mum and Dad and having them in the kitchen proved somewhat of a distraction.  At one point I was chopping onions and M rang to let me know when he'd get back.

A while later...
Mum: "so you've got one of those Star Trek things in the house, then?"
Me, puzzled: "what do you mean, Star Trek thing, Mum?" look at father who also looks puzzled
Mum: "like you have in the car, where you can speak into the air"
Me, twigging: "you mean hands-free?  My phone was just on hands-free"
Mum: "but I could hear M. I think it would be very useful to have that in the kitchen. It is just like in Star Trek."

And do you know what, once I'd stopped chuckling I thought, she's right, it both would be useful and is just like in Star Trek.

It's just the that my Mother is the Queen of the Cryptic Out-of-Context Remark.