Food Fads – My fear of green bits

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Iwanted to do a blog post today… but for the life of me I couldn’t think of anything to say. For those that know me, they will be standing there saying, ‘Bloody Hell… this is a first.’ :D :D

But I wasn’t without inspiration for too long.  Have no fear of that my friends.

PiccalilliThen it came to me as I was making my sarnie… food fads. And as I stared at this brand new, unopened jar of Piccalilli sitting in the fridge, I thought, ‘it won’t be long before it is full of just the green bits’.

Now I know that the green bits are the skin of gherkins and I must be eating the gherkin because I don’t pick out the square bits, but it is just the green bits I can’t abide.  It can’t be the taste, so it must be the look that gives me this food food.

And the other other moans like hell because when he does fancy a sandwich with Piccalilli in it… all that is left in the jar is ‘green bits’.

When I start a new jar it is easy, for me, but by the time I get a third of a way down the jar, the ‘green bits’ seem to multiply… and it seems to take me like forever and a day to get the juice and not the ‘green bits’.

Why I have this fixation of never eating a ‘green bit’ I don’t know. But if someone makes me a sandwich and offers me Piccalilli then either I have to decline or ask politely if they would not put any ‘green bits’ in my sandwich.

The thought me having to eat them or fear that I have eaten a ‘green bit’ makes me retch….

And another thing… I don’t like roast dinners unless they are covered in mint sauce and Lasagne has to be covered in vinegar… what weird food fads I have.

Do you have any food fads?  Do they annoy your partners like my Piccalilli fad annoys my other half? :D :D

What have we created?

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Silhouette of soldierTurning on the news today, just turns your stomach. The vast majority of us take satire for granted… Workers of a magazine, based in France, which attacks not just the Islamic faith, but the Catholic, Jewish and every faith going, including the Christian faith, today have become the victims of Jihadist terrorists.  Policemen, who are doing a job, are murdered in cold-blood.  And the cold stark reality of what terrorism is once again putting fear in all of us.

Yes mocking someone’s faith is not a nice thing, but the vast majority of us just ignore these magazines, we won’t allow the makers of these magazines to profit, by buying them or reading them… instead we show our disdain by leaving the copies on the shelf. Some of us see these magazines just for what they are… satire. But do these people who work for these magazines deserve to die?

Of course not… bloody terrorists have once again caused at least 12 families to mourn the death of their loved ones and many more families, colleagues and friends now having to live with the tragedy of what has happened and deal with the aftermath of this barbaric maiming and killing.

Should our freedom of speech be denied?  Of course not… terrorists have no right to kill or maim people in the name of Islam.  Even if they do find the mocking of their faith offensive.  Daily the Christian faith is mocked… daily the Pope is mocked and parody accounts on Twitter and Facebook are created.  But do we take to arms in order to voice our disgust? NO.

Today’s killings have struck a fear through newspapers up and down the land, from country to country… they stand in solidarity with the victims and journalists of the Charlie Hebdo Magazine who work in those offices, but they not showing the images that this magazine produces. And they are not showing them due to fear of reprisals.

But who are really to blame, for this distaste of Western life amongst extremists?  Is it the West’s Foreign Policy?  Is it the way that the West has armed and trained countries where terrorists are welcome with open arms? Is it the CIA for training others in weapons?  Is it because we have armed other nations so that they could do our dirty work?  Is it us for relying too much on oil?  Is it the way that policy-makers, over the decades, have used certain factions of another countries population to achieve their goals and then abandoned that population?

Have we caused so much animosity amongst Muslims, that some of them become radicalised so much that they are prepared to lay down their lives for what they believe is right?  Have we the West created the monster with our Policies and greed for oil?

And if it is just one of those things, what have we created?  Yes there is a war on terror, and you can keep cutting the head of the snake but the truth is, that for every snake you slay, two more will appear.  And yes, you can keep bombing and maiming civilians and class them as collateral damage, because you are really after the bad guys.  But in reality we are creating more people to hate what are policy makers are making our troops do.

We can’t give in to terrorism, but neither can we go on as we are…. something, somewhere has to give… and someone really does need to see how our Foreign Policy of not just now but from decades ago, is now harming us.  Extremism has to be eliminated but sometimes the bomb and the bullet will only exasperate the matter.  It will take a brave man or woman, a brave politician to tackle this head on… and I don’t think one has been born yet that is brave enough to say ‘We are partly to blame for what is happening in our world today and today is the day that we are going to put things right’… and in true Miss World fashion, work towards ‘ World Peace’.

As much as each of us wants peace on this earth, tyrants will remain and dictators will rule… the world is not a safe place any more and I personally don’t hold hope that there will be world peace in my life-time… but one day for future generations, I do hope that we can all live in harmony and be tolerant of each other and violence is a thing of the past.

But today my thoughts and prayers are sent to each and every person who today lost their life, and to all those  who have been injured in this barbaric attack on humanity.  Rest in Peace, you didn’t deserve this.

Twitter…Hopkins and the cops..

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Katie HopkinsNow I know for a fact I am going to offend some people but hey ho..here goes. But I am sick to death of a) hearing that gobshite Katie Hopkins and b) how people think they should run to the cops every time that woman opens her trap.

Yes what she says, is said to offend.. she doesn’t do it by accident… she does it too offend and to upset people and by god does she succeed… especially when people take such offence that they want her arrested and charged with trolling and god knows what else.

Trolls are a pain in the arse… they do what they do because they know people will react.  And yes the most serious trolls should be dealt with by the police… for instance if what they write is threatening and makes a person fear for their life… or the threats are to harm a person or a person’s family… But for god sakes.. just because someone says something that is classed as ‘sick’… Please think of the man hours a copper has to waste because of some twat on Twitter or Facebook.

From since I can remember, and that is a good few years… sick jokes have been going around… they’ve been said in pubs, passed on by text message or said between friends sitting at the dining table.  Some people find them funny whilst most of us, see how sick these jokes are…. mind you there are times when no matter how much we despise ourselves for it.. a smirk does come across your face at times.

But do we run to the cops if our mate shows us a sick joke?  Of course not… we tell them straight that the joke is sick and not funny and it is bloody well sick.  End of.  If they show it to someone else and they find it funny well that is up to them.  But as far as I am concerned it doesn’t warrant the Police getting involved.

What Hopkins said about the Ebola victim and the Scottish people, was said for impact … and boy did she get some impact..  What she said wasn’t funny and yes it was bloody offensive but it didn’t in my opinion warrant any Police Force getting involved.  People like her are best ignored… do you not realise that every time someone has a go at her… she is in her element?… She is back being the centre of attention.

I wrote a blog post back in September 2014 of how the Police were so under-resourced now that they were asking victims to investigate crimes committed against them.

And do you know what?

I would be bloody angry if I was robbed or had my car stolen and I had to look for it because the Police just didn’t have the manpower and what manpower they did have was now investigating a low-life like Hopkins because she said something offensive… yet again.

Please get to grips… there is a certain family on Twitter and Facebook who are harassed day in and day out… and nothing gets done… and the harassment is allowed to continue.  That is the kind of harassment that needs to be investigated and stopped by Twitter and Facebook. And should there be direct threats involved in any of these harassing posts that are written daily, then the Police should be informed… but come on… calling the cops because someone tells a sick joke…. no way… Jose… no matter how offensive some might think it is.

Am I the only woman in the world who likes being cat-called? | Metro News

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I understand that for some it is easier than others to stand up to a group of builders commenting on their cup size, I think that the recent media flurry on the subject goes towards infantilising women and implies that not only should they be constantly afraid, but that they have things to be constantly afraid of.

What I do find aggressive and unwelcome is women speaking for me and suggesting that, by not being offended by cat-calling, I am in some way anti-feminist and clearly have no understanding of the real issue.

I am a women in my 30s living in the middle of London. Believe me, I have an understanding of the issue and *shock, horror* it still doesn’t offend me.

I don’t need anyone else speaking on my behalf and actually, it’s that which I find demeaning to women not a shirtless scaffolder telling me I’ve got a decent set of jugs.

I’m not a victim and men don’t make me feel like one.

So please, well-intentioned ‘living in fear’ lady – speak for yourself, and start to give all women what the deserve – the right to an opinion.

via Am I the only woman in the world who likes being cat-called? | Metro News.

aa-wolf-whistleYep, I burnt my bra back in the 70’s. (Not as anybody would notice :D :D as I had trouble filling a 32A – sunbathing on the beach in a bikini meant tattooing front and back on myself :D :D ). I wanted equal rights for women with regards to pay and working conditions, but what I didn’t want, was to lose my feminity and no way was I offended by the looks, the wolf-whistles or the admiration from the opposite sex.

In fact in all honesty I would look at the fellas and think, ‘Cor he’s got a nice bum or those muscles are more than welcome to embrace me.’  Office banter was just that… we would laugh and joke and us girls would give as good as we got.  We never cried sexual harassment… we just dealt with it.  Yes I can understand someone wanting to stop the office perv with his wandering hands, but putting a hand on your shoulder… FFS… it has now got to the point where the opposite sex must be shit-scared to get into the lift with a woman just incase she is some feminist who shouts ‘sexual harassment’ if they are too close to them in the lift.

Even in the 80’s as I pushed a pram down the road, with one screaming child in it and I hadn’t slept for a week, when that wolf-whistle came my way… of course I acted coy and shy, but deep down I was thrilled. There I was walking down the street and feeling like a knock-kneed knackered old nosebag when this wolf-whistle echoed from behind some scafollding and just for that moment I felt on top of the world.  I felt like shouting ‘Yep I’ve still got it’ even though I felt like shit through numerous nights of wondering what the word ‘sleep’ meant.

Like the journalist wrote in the Metro,  it didn’t offend me either… I could handle it and I definitely didn’t need another woman telling me I shouldn’t have to deal with things like this.

I normally agree with some of the things that Fleet Street Fox writes in the Daily Mirror, but yesterday’s article I just couldn’t agree with.

She was referring to Angelina Jolie as being a hypocrite simply because she made the film Mr & Mrs Smith and one of the scenes was where she and her husband (both off screen and on screen) smashed up their home as they try to kill each other and in real-life she campaigned against sexual violence.

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This is a woman who campaigns against sexual violence one day and sexualises it the next.

In Mr & Mrs Smith her and Brad Pitt’s married characters smash their house up and try to kill each other in a long scene that makes domestic violence look like “normal sexual impulses”.

She knows, as we all do, that domestic abuse thrives on silence and denial, yet she tolerated it in a movie that normalised marital abuse and charges the public a tenner to be titillated by it.

What’s that if it’s not society and modern culture “tolerating” abusers and “letting them get away with it”?

No offence but it is a film…. I bet there are a hundred and one films where we could look at a scene from a movie and turn it into something it is not.  Not once did I or have I ever thought that that scene constitutes domestic violence or ‘sexual violence’ as Fleet Street Fox thinks.

I see it as what the producer wanted you to see… two people who are assigned missions to kill each other and their love for each other stops them.  I don’t see it as sexual violence to women… FFS Angelina gives Brad as good as she gets. :D :D

It is like all this people who say, porn makes paeodphiles or violent games make kids turn violent.  Nope, there is something wrong in their heads in the first place… if you banned violent games and porn, these mixed up kids and adults would still kill each other and paedophiles would still fancy children.

When you look at Tom and Jerry, we would sit and laugh at how that poor cat would come off the worse at times, never did we constitute this as animal abuse.  It was a cartoon… something you laughed at.  Separating TV and Film from reality should be easy.. those that can’t have the problem… and no matter what they watch they will find the violence and sexual innuendo in amongst any programme.  Even good old Tom and Jerry

Gunpowder, treason and plot….

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Remember, remember!
The fifth of November,
The Gunpowder treason and plot….

Now I don’t want to be a spoil-sport but FFS do we have to hear fireworks every night of the bloody week leading up to firework night and beyond?  Every night since Diwali, someone around where I live has had fireworks going off.  And it really does upset the animals.

Apart for the loud bangs, I have two dogs who decided to bark at every bang and get all uptight and don’t want to venture outside to do their business.

No-one wants to stop peoples enjoyment, or get fireworks banned, but some thought from those people who are persistently letting fireworks off at any given hour, would be greatly appreciated.

I can remember when I was a child…. fireworks were let off only on the 5th November…. and if there was a firework display then it was organised for the weekend and you went to that… you didn’t have fireworks going every bloody night and well into the night.

Fireworks are beautiful to watch… especially the displays they have at the stroke of midnight to celebrate the coming of the New Year… and of course for our American friends…. Independence Day, but come on… half of these fireworks being let off are by bloody kids walking around the streets.

Yes, there are tighter controls, here in the UK, on who can purchase fireworks… but they don’t seem to be working, do they? For one night of the year you can pacify and animal, but when fireworks go off every night… they soon get frightened and it takes a lot of encouragement for them to venture back out in the dark.  A little consideration please, wouldn’t go amiss.

Tonight is Bonfire Night, and I expect there to be loud bangs and fireworks going off… but that is it… when tonight draws to a close… no more fireworks, please.

RSPCA Guide to Dealing with Animals during Firework Season (Download PDF)

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Change Duvet Cover in under 2 minutes….

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Idon’t know about you, but we have a six foot bed… and changing that duvet is a back-breaker… believe me.  In fact how we do our, or should I say how the other half does ours, is by using pegs and pegging the top of the duvet cover to the inserted duvet and giving a good old shakedown.. but this seems less stressful and so much easier…  Definitely will have to give this a go..

Now don’t go drinking the Vodka

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Now one of the things you can use to clean your worktops, that acts as a disinfectant is Vodka…, which is all good and well, providing you don’t have a tipple…  Other alternatives used as disinfectants are Mouth Wash and Hydrogen Peroxide… Think I will stick to the Vodka… :D :D :D

Lemon Juice and the Microwave….

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Another good tip for cleaning, is using Lemon Juice to clean your microwave. I normally do use the everyday kitchen cleaner you get in the supermarkets to do mine… but again you don’t know what chemicals are left behind even after you have rinsed thoroughly… I’ve just tried this and it works…

DIY SOS

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Oh not in this house… we don’t do DIY SOS we do DIY TT.  The TT standing for Temper Tantrums. To cut a long story short when we moved in our home back in 2002, even though the kitchen was square, the previous owners had put units down two of the sides and then an island in the middle that went from the back wall to three quarters of the length of the kitchen.  Yes, we had loads and loads of cupboard space… but we didn’t have room in the kitchen once our Tibetan Mastiff decided to lay either by the cooker or by the sink.

And of course the other problem was…. the cooker was under the window and the sink was the other side of the room, and you had to navigate around the island to get to the sink with hot pans… not very safe…. believe me, especially if the dog decided to lay down in the kitchen, which he often did when you cooked.

So as we couldn’t afford to have a major kitchen refit… hubby decided to buy some units, fit them and remove the island.  Yes, we lost cupboard space and we still had to walk across the kitchen from the cooker to the sink to drain stuff… but it was a lot better than trying to have navigate around that island.

New kitchen… new floor and hey presto we thought that it was for a good few years.  But alas no!!!  Unfortunately, our Tibetan Mastiff died and we decided to get two Golden Retriever puppies… who loved dismantling the kitchen… bit by bit. Kickboards first, then the corner of a cupboard door and then the floor.  First of all the tiles were gradually being removed and finding their way to their bed and next the hardboard flooring that was laid for the tiles.

And if that wasn’t even… the pups then decided that architrave had a wonderful taste to it and plaster was like eating Ferrero  Rocha, tasty… so three door frames were attacked.

Honestly it was awful… I hated having anyone for dinner the past two years… because I was ashamed of the kitchen…. but we knew that doing the kitchen too soon would be just a waste of money.  So we have waited until the puppies got older and got out of their teething habits.

white country.png Determined that this Christmas, I would not serve up dinner from a half eaten kitchen… I nagged him to do the kitchen.  We could have replaced the doors that were half eaten easily as  I had white Country Pine (as pictured to the left) which you could still buy from B & Q, but due to arthritic hands… trying to clean those grooves was getting too painful, so we opted for new doors.

I wanted doors that didn’t have any mouldings to them… just plain and simple and easily wipeable. Nothing fancy…. as we don’t intend to spend our entire days at this house, as we both want to move closer to the sea and into a bungalow.  So we plummeted for White Gloss Slab.

We had debated as to whether to go for Cream Doors, but I didn’t think they would go with the existing worktops we had, so White Gloss Slab was the only one that caught our eye.

Doors decided upon, colour of paint decided upon, so next job… getting him motivated.  Yes, it was quite a big job as he had to remove the old architrave and replace it with a new one.

So two days booked as holiday from work and kitchen fitting he would go.  The old architrave came off easily… and the new one went on smoothly until it came to a piece that was over the cupboard door.   Could he bang a nail in it?  NO… he tried and tried and still the bloody bit wouldn’t nail to the piece of wood that was there…. so No More Nails it was to be… hoping that would hold it firm enough to drive a securing nail through it….. NO such luck.. By this time frustration was taking over and tempers were getting frayed.  In the end, there was this almighty loud hammering coming from the kitchen with swear words galore, that I couldn’t repeat on this blog… and he really threw his toys out of his pram and spat his dummy out.

Of course, the only thing he achieved was a busted work bench

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My son and I sat in the lounge… and we couldn’t keep our faces straight… and then he appears through the door and says, ‘That’s made me feel better.’  The dogs by this time had decided that the safest place when this hammer-wielding maniac was on the loose was to stay in the garden and peer through the kitchen door and see what was happening.

Of course, his temper tantrum has solved one problem, I now know what to buy him for Christmas …. a new work bench, preferably hammer resistant, if they do one.

As he had to remove the architrave around the doors, we decided to have new skirting boards as well.  Well, they went on smoothly and his bits of plastering which the dogs had chewed off, again went without any hitches.  In fact, they blended in quite well, as we thought they might not match the walls and would look odd.  But surprise, surprise, things started to go smoothly.

And he has now replaced the doors, fitted the handles – after a trip to B & Q to buy bigger knob screws –  and aligned the doors.  New blinds have been fitted… and we are now on the home run.

Our new floor gets laid at the end of November and then all there is to do, is replace the kickboards, and put the doors on the understairs cupboard. He would have loved to have got that finished, but due to the thickness of the floor, that job will have to wait.  I would love to have my plinth lights back… but somehow I think that is putting too much temptation in front of these doggies.   They had eaten through two sets of the lights when pups… and as they love attacking things that sparkle, plinth lights are out of the window for now.

However, I do have to say, after the major temper tantrum and his hard work, the whole kitchen looks a whole lot better… and is sufficient enough should we sell the house in the future.  Mind you I can’t wait until the floor gets laid… and for the whole project to get finished.

And I wanted this done so that I didn’t have to serve dinner from a half eaten kitchen… and guess what?  I’m eating out on Christmas Day :D :D :D Oh well it needed to be done.

Politicians… will you please

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ballot-boxPiss off and leave me alone!!!  Now I don’t know about you… but there is nothing worse than getting bloody junk mail through your door along with your normal post.  There you are with a stack of mail… only to find one letter that requires your attention, and that is normally a bill of some sort.  The rest of it is rubbish.

But only recently, we have been plagued with political papers… FFS how many more of David ‘Dishface’ Cameron’s letters have I got to throw in the bin.  That man is persistently writing to us…. all because there is a by-election due in our area in November.  Think about the trees you are destroying Cameron.

mark recklessYou see Mark Reckless, who was a Tory MP, decided to abandon ship and get the life raft to UKIP.

Of course, his resignation has sparked a by-election in Rochester and Strood, and the Tories are now so bloody scared people will vote UKIP that they are bombarding us with literature, especially Cameron, about how wonderful their parties are.

Do we in Rochester and Strood, trust Cameron?  Of course, we don’t and all his bravado over this £1.7 billion due to be paid to Europe by December and how he won’t pay it … is just that bravado.  Nothing more and if people think he won’t pay it, then they are very much deluded.  You see if he refuses to pay what they want and when they want, then it will get us, as a country, fined by the EU and reflect on next year’s EU Rebate.  He might get a few quid knocked off of the bill, but it won’t be that much believe me.

And as for Ed Miliband well, that man has as much charisma as a lame duck.

You see Kent Online Reports.

The latest poll shows that Ukip is on 48%, eight points up on the previous poll and the Conservatives on 33%, up two points.

I don’t know whether I will bother to vote or not… but if I can be bothered to get my arse out of the chair and vote…. I am very tempted to vote for Mark Reckless.   He has in the past fought for Medway residents and helped improve the Medway towns.  Better the devil you know than the devil you don’t, as they say.

And yes I am fed up with being dictated to by Brussels.  We as a Country should determine who we allow through our borders.   We should say whether so and so can be deported or not…  We, as a country should be able to determine whether we eat a straight banana or a crooked one.  And as for German chancellor Angela Merkel supposedly threatening us, as reported in the Telegraph, that we should leave the EU rather than say who we allow into our country, well all I can say to that is…. So long, farewell, auf weidersehen good-bye.  e might be better on our own, then  part of an organisation that worries more about the size of a vacuum cleaner or whether our hair dryers are environmentally friendly.

Come to think of it we might be better on our own, then  part of an organisation that worries more about the size of a vacuum cleaners or whether our hair dryers are environmentally friendly.  Plus it might be good to watch… should UKIP get in and to watch Dishface go into a real meltdown :D :D :D

But the one thing I do know…. I will never vote for Cameron or Miliband… that is a dead cert.

And as for Clegg…. forget it…. another one who has less charisma than a cold cooked turkey.

Rest in Peace Brittany Maynard

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As many of you may have gathered, I am an advocate of being allowed to die when and how you wish. I am of the firm belief that you as a person should have the right to die with dignity and without too much suffering.  Yes, there are those who through religion might not agree with my thinking, but death like living is a personal thing and each and every one of us should have a say in how and when we die.

Today, brings the sad news that Brittany Maynard has died…  Brittany, in this video talks, about her diagnosis and how she felt and how she wanted to die.

Brittany, says she will die in her own bed which she shares with her husband with her family around her… and at a time of her choosing and she will die with music playing in the background as she drifts peacefully into the next world.

In order for her to be able to die in a pain-free manner and not how her particular type of cancer will kill her, she had to move from California to Oregan in order that she could receive the necessary medication, in order to take her life.

Brittany had to move States in order to fulfill her wish on how she will die… here in the UK we don’t have that choice.  If we want to end our lives due to terminal illness, we do so, knowing that our partners could be prosecuted if they help us.  Or we have to go to places like Switzerland, which costs thousands and die in a strange country in a strange bed.

Here in the UK, the debate goes on…. the select committees have consultations, the papers are read through and still we are no further advanced in allowing euthanasia to be legal for terminally ill people.

We allow people to die in pain and without dignity.  We would be prosecuted if we allowed an animal to suffer such a horrendous ending to their life.  Naturally we have to protect the vulnerable… but we must also protect those of us who want a peaceful and dignified death, should we be diagnosed with a terminal illness.

Brittany Maynard chose her time of death and died peacefully at home surrounded by those who loved her dearly.

Please let us have this debate and pass laws in the UK that give terminally ill patients a right to choose when and how to die.

Rest in Peace Brittany <3 <3 <3

Watch “Michigan Cop buys mom car seat instead of ticket …” on YouTube

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