Six sides to every lie I say
May. 11th, 2012 06:10 pmI had a baby's head for dinner!
Well, OK, I'm in Reading so it wasn't called a baby's head, it was called an individual steak and kidney pudding. But I grew up in that north and I know a babby's 'eid when I see one.
The Three Tuns in Reading: steak and kidney pud, chips with black pepper all over them, and mushy peas, £6.50. Not a bad price for quite a plateful. I didn't have the mushy peas, you can take this being northern thing too far.
Ideally I'd have spent this afternoon in a comfortable, suet-filled coma but actually I've spent it moving furniture around. For a company with not that many employees we seem to have a hell of a lot of desks.
Well, OK, I'm in Reading so it wasn't called a baby's head, it was called an individual steak and kidney pudding. But I grew up in that north and I know a babby's 'eid when I see one.
The Three Tuns in Reading: steak and kidney pud, chips with black pepper all over them, and mushy peas, £6.50. Not a bad price for quite a plateful. I didn't have the mushy peas, you can take this being northern thing too far.
Ideally I'd have spent this afternoon in a comfortable, suet-filled coma but actually I've spent it moving furniture around. For a company with not that many employees we seem to have a hell of a lot of desks.
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Date: 2012-05-11 05:39 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-05-11 05:44 pm (UTC)I bought two, and I bet you're right :)
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Date: 2012-05-11 05:48 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-05-11 05:50 pm (UTC)Whereabouts are you?
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Date: 2012-05-12 05:58 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-05-12 10:18 pm (UTC)Forbury Road/Kings Road probably isn't an improvement over the A33, but you might be able to cut through some more pleasant areas like Erleigh Road. It's uphill, though...
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Date: 2012-05-14 08:47 am (UTC)(That is: I have moved, I was formerly on Green Park, I do now cycle through pleasant residential bits instead of slogging down the A33, and it is up a bastard hill.)