yes, we have no coriander
Feb. 28th, 2004 02:50 pmwe woke to find that one of the Tribe had thrown up on the duvet. Delightful. Further investigation found more throwing up in the study, and worse in the bathroom - what *is* the matter with them?
after
perlmonger very nobly cleared it all up, bless him, we sallied forth to do weekendy things - we took a box of books to the Oxfam bookshop in Clifton village (and, as usual, emerged with more than we took in, and £45 poorer!). Amazingly, they had a copy of The Midwich Kittens Cuckoos, which we've been idly looking for for a while, and a *wonderful* tome entitled The Plain Cookery Book for the Working Classes, which appears to be *not* a spoof, and instructs the great unwashed on how to boil potatoes - a sort of early Delia Smith, if you will. Originally published in 1852, and this volume printed in 1972.
it also contains an advertisement for Blair's Gout and Rheumatic Pills - and I never even knew he suffered from such ailments ...
we finally got round to taking load of pictures into the framers to get them, er, framed, and I bought a wonderful birthday card for
kalunina. then a pop into Chandos deli for lunch - crayfish and rocket sandwich for me, and some samosas for
perlmonger, a couple of almond croissants, and some *evil* looking triple chocolate brownies ...
then off to Sainsbuggers, who yet *again* had no sodding coriander, which means that when I've drunk this cup of Dragonfly Chai (and what's happened to that?) I will have to pop over to the Chinese supermarket, where more damage will be inflicted to the Jordan wallets. One might like to feel a little pity for the Sainsbuggers Store Manager, who I encountered by the salad, and who got a Polite piece of my mind on the stocking levels in his store - he looked quite shellshocked by the time I'd finished. Although that didn't get me any coriander, all the same.
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we finally got round to taking load of pictures into the framers to get them, er, framed, and I bought a wonderful birthday card for
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then off to Sainsbuggers, who yet *again* had no sodding coriander, which means that when I've drunk this cup of Dragonfly Chai (and what's happened to that?) I will have to pop over to the Chinese supermarket, where more damage will be inflicted to the Jordan wallets. One might like to feel a little pity for the Sainsbuggers Store Manager, who I encountered by the salad, and who got a Polite piece of my mind on the stocking levels in his store - he looked quite shellshocked by the time I'd finished. Although that didn't get me any coriander, all the same.