Roasting

I'm roasting parsnips at the moment. Haven't had home roast ones for ages. Mind you, Mrs ... wotsername's are as good, the frozen ones, I'm sure, but cost more. Not that that was my consideration when I bought the parsnips, I just wanted parsnips, suddenly the wonderful caramelised sweetness of them came to my tastebuds' memory and I just had to have 'em. I'm reminded when Tora and Danny, her husband, who's American, came for Xmas dinner a couple of years ago. I'd been a bit busy working up to Xmas, even on Xmas day and so the Boxing Day dinner was THE dinner. That's all very long winded! Anyway, it was some time since I had made a roasted meal and didn't quite get it all synchronised and the parsnips came out somewhat roastier than one might have wanted (read 'burned'). Danny, however had never had roasted parnips before and said he really enjoyed them and said how much he liked them. I assured him that's the best way to cook 'em! It's just occured to me, he could have been being polite to his future witch in law, sorry, mother in law! I got that sock washed! Put it in with the bedding and of course it got lost down the duvet cover. Andrew, I've explained what spotty dogging is further down the blog, where you enquired. Oh, had a hangover this morning. So glad the first couple of hours was a powerpoint presentation, with the lights off. I had to put my chair up to it's fullest extent though, so I could see from the back and when it started on a spin, although slow, since my feet didn't reach the floor, I just had to wait for it to stop again and felt somewhat dizzy and not a little poorly! Da girls were laughing at me! I don't know how it came up. For some reason, on the back row there, we got around to talking about vibrators and I mentioned the Dinky Digger. Which resulted in some laughter, especially when I drew it. One of the gals said that she'd read that Asda was stocking vibrators, in the contraceptives department, nicely packaged so no one would know what it was when you put it on the conveyor belt. So I got charged the with task (if you choose to accept it) of going to the store at lunchtime to find out if this was true! I scanned those shelves but nary a vibrator could I find. So I asked the assistant. She had to stop herself grinning. Said they didn't have them. So I asked if her colleagues knew anything about them. The pharmacist said they DID stock them, before Christmas, but they'd been taken off sale. I wonder if someone electrocuted themselves with one?? I think the parsnips are burning .... back in a mo ..... Dang, when they go, they GO. Only the skinniest ones are, ummm, over cooked. So, whilst there were no vibrators, there were some interesting looking lubes, so I bought one called 'Heat'. Got back and gave the bad news to the gals but showed 'em the lube and so we all put a dab on the back of our hands and blew on it (that's what the instructions say). There was an awfa lot of giggling going on! I think I'm throwing money down the drain! My washing machine is taking the softener in on the first rinse, so goodness knows how much of it is still in the laundry by the time it's had the fourth and final rinse! Had a couple of hours or so with the accounts on Monday. I actually enjoyed myself! Looking at my expenses though, I really must do something about the landline and mobile bills! Think I'll go pay as you talk, whatever it's called. That will mean having a new number, I think, and that's a nuisance cos I like my current one. I hardly ever get calls on it nowadays ... or the landline, come to that, so I won't have to let hundreds of people know the new number. Which does, however, rather bear out my statement to the accountant that it was 90% used for work. We learned about tax credits today. Y'know what?? I think I could have claimed it over the last couple of years! Damn!!! I wonder how many people struggle on (ok, I wasn't struggling exactly, but only cos I was spending capital!) not realising they may have good cause to claim? I suppose some people know the system and how to work it and others just try their damnedest to keep body and soul together. Or are just daft!!! ME! I was touched last night. I mean in a sentimental way! A friend, not a close friend but a former choir friend (I'm the former, not her) was in the pub last night. Hadn't seen her for ages and enquired after her health, etc. She enquired who Ian was, so I introduced them. She then went on to say he was a lucky man and said nice stuff about me. That 'nice stuff' was so unexpected and I hadn't even PAID her to say anything!!!! :) One of the gals at work today said 'You crack me up'. I wasn't sure if she meant I was driving her potty with the daft questions I come up with or silly remarks, but it appears she meant I made her laugh. There's an office do on Friday, which I'm not going to now, but she leaned over and said she wished I was. Can't think why, grin. Oh yes, they said I'm in the wrong career. I should be an Ann Summers rep. Maybe in my spare time??? What spare time? There's about 3 of us, at least, now house hunting in Grimsby. I wonder if we could buy a mansion and sub-divide?? I did see quite a nice flat but one of the gals looked aghast. "You CAN'T move from Louth to THAT area, it'd be TOO much of a culture shock for you." Wonder if my steak's defrosted yet? Got my wrap made for tomorrow. Corned beef and creamed horseradish with some salad bit. Hey, maybe I can have roasted parsnip ones the next day! Oh, rumbly tumbly, orf I go! Better do some ironing too.