Who's responsible for West Drayton?

[venta]

You get some odd conversations in our house. As ChrisC came in back from an emergency run to the shops on Sunday[*], the following dialogue took place:

Me: It's very exciting! Please can we go to the Camden Head on the 7th or the 8th of December, can we can we can we?
ChrisC: Are we not constrained by prelapsarian thought?

We don't usually need this kind of philisophical debate before committing to a trip up the Northern Line. However, he was way ahead of me and knew that this very exciting news might be on its way.

The Book of Job: The Musical! which I was so impressed by years ago is going to be performed again in London. For two nights.

Although apparently you're only allowed details at the moment if you do Facebook. Which I don't. Hopefully that will soon be sorted out.

If you are:

(a) in London
(b) not going to be offended by something poking fun at the Bible

then I highly, highly recommend you sort yourself out with a ticket forthwith. If you are allergic to musicals, then I suggest you think of it was an evening of comedy which might involve a guitar.

[*] Following a discovery by me halfway through making vegetable lasagne that we didn't have any tinned tomatoes. Really? What kind of household doesn't have tinned tomatoes in the cupboard? I despair.

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Lots of people swear by putting baked beans in soups, stews, etc. On the very rare occasions I've had things with beans in, I've not liked them - there's something about the texture of baked beans cooked in things (rather than just heated up as God intended) that really puts me off.

Having said that, it's such a long time since I've eaten any that it's entirely possible my tastes have changed. Given I like tomato-y sauces and love pretty much all forms of beans, I can't really justify the horror than putting baked beans into a curry instils!