INCLOACATED*. (20/01/13)

I was a little late going out this morning. Last night I found a rack of baby ribs in the freezer. Sell by date was the fourth of this month. They were vacuum packed and the pack hadn’t expanded so I thought in for a penny in for a pound. Popped them in the microwave boiled some potatoes, sliced a tomato and dressed it with balsamic vinegar and enjoyed my evening meal. I think the vinegar must have gone off for this morning I was stuck in the Karzy, I was incloacated. I was in for a tuppence and not a penny or pound.

I had a wander into town. I have seen the forecast and snow is on it’s way. I’m here till Thursday now so thought I’d best pop my positive head on and look on the bright side.

   There are no shortage of pubs. This one being the oldest. It was first established in 1664….the coffee came later and No Mark…. I'm not posting a cup.

I am sending Mark a tin of toffee tomorrow. I’m sorry about the picture quality. Canon do not have sensor stabilizers like wot Olympus does and I forget to check shutter speed on my non stabilized lenses. Looks like six tins left. Four as Mark has one booked and a friend has decided she would like one. She hesitated, saying. “ Toffee breaks teeth and pulls fillings.” I told her to treat it with respect, suck gently and not chomp on it. She has agreed to give it a whirl….I am having trouble waiting!  That leaves four tins for UK readers. The first four to e-mail an address get a tin. You don’t have to tell me anything about yourselves. I hate having to tell people twelve lies to get a Blog award. If it comes to a tie break then cuddly ladies will get the sweeties. No photo required. Thin, fat….makes no odds to me cuddly is what matters. However ladies if you own a Lotus or Aston then you can forget the cuddle and give me a loan of the car….You can have two tins. I have the right to discriminate with such a valuable prize.

Two views of the old prison….The sweet shop is just to the left. Behind the road works.

    Another row of cottages for our colonial cousins…..It’s a consolation prize. Your food and nut inspectors would never let quality sweeties in. They would incinerate them to spare you from incloacation. There is always a wheelie bin or two in my snaps.

   This hotel looks warm and welcoming but even though they are offering a Sunday Carvery I will give my delicate tummy a rest today.

Enjoy the week to come.

* INCLOACATED……A great word gleaned once again from the Horologicon. Whilst thinking of books ‘Two Pints’ by Roddy Doyle is a great read for the broad minded.