I'll Have To Confess To Get Banned
Jan 15, 2015 21:56:35 GMT
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Post by Liv on Jan 15, 2015 21:56:35 GMT
It's been a very trying day today & tonight's activities have made it a trying evening.
It all started with 23 ringing to say the first of her two trains had been cancelled so she had to catch one that did not actually stop here. Would I pick her up? Himself said he'd go & I could do the chilli we were having for supper.
I cut up the onions, popped them in a saucepan on the hob to soften in a drop of oil & thought 'I'll wash up & clear the decks.' The old bosh was filling up nicely when Meg staggered into the kitchen making a strange coughing noise. It wasn't exactly mouth to mouth but I was concerned and had to tend to her. I looked up just in time to see the suds starting to tip over. Off with the tap and bale out until I could get my hands in for the plug.
Oh Laud! The onions are smelling - OK, burning.
In my haste to get to the onions a rather large dollop of suds fell in the saucepan.
Don't panic!
The cat was still coughing but seemed alright, the sink was empty of water so calm prevailed.
Into the saucepan with the mince. At that moment poor Meg coughs and hurls a furball which splats against the kitchen cupboard.
Mince is catching - Quick stir. It will be fine.
Meg decides she's had enough, asks to go outside & I clear up Meg's precious gift.
Back to the mince .... What's this? Oops the paper.
It will be fine.
Strain the tomatoes, in with the chilli beans. On course now.
But hark! Wailing? The cat. Outside, no sign of her, grab a torch. She's hiding under my car & needs some persuading to come out.
Oh Laud! The chilli.
Himself's comment, "Is it me or is there a funny taste to this chilli?"
I'm very tempted to confess - burnt onions, burnt meat, the paper and the magic ingredient - washing up liquid suds.
Lidl's of course.
