Spent the day entertaining The Missus’ grandmother who is another year older. Hurrah! The day was good fun, though it was blighted by heavy traffic travelling to and from her house. We tried a local Toby Carvery in Buckhurst Hill and grandmother enjoyed the food muchly. I’m not a carvery kind of guy, preferring not to line up at the trough like a rutting piglet, but to have my food delivered to my table. It’s the dignified and cultured way of behaving, no? (I jest – I just don’t like carvery food. It just seems nasty and plain to the palate for me) So I ended up settling for a Turkey Cesar Salad, which was a huge mound of food. I couldn’t complain about the size of the portion but the turkey was a little non-descript and wet. But I took solace with the garlic croutons and my pint of cider. Desert was a slice chocolate cake with ice cream. What an interesting combination that all made with my booze. Hmmm…
Not much else to report really other than I totally failed to fix grandmother’s TV. It’s a pile of knackered shit which should never have left the Ferguson factory. Hopefully the Missus will be able to get the local Currys electrical shop to repair/replace/refund the TV.

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