Aww, stop messing about!

QuoteSomeone on the pub quiz team has just mixed up Kenneth Williams and Kenneth Moore.

An awful lot of War movies are very different...

What do all these foodstuffs have in common?


Correct. All out of date. Ranging from a week or so back to over 4 years (the Crisp 'n' Dry).

Has the flour turned into a solid 'brick' ?
The flour we found in the Mother in law's kitchen, a few years ago, could have been used as an offensive weapon !

Quote from: Techno 3 on 30 January 2026, 07:19:28 AMHas the flour turned into a solid 'brick' ?
The flour we found in the Mother in law's kitchen, a few years ago, could have been used as an offensive weapon !

That happened in a Ming gunpowder store once. The frugal manager ordered a number of troops to break up the blocks of solidified black powder with crowbars, and there were about five hundred casualties when the inevitable happened.

QuoteThat happened in a Ming gunpowder store once. The frugal manager ordered a number of troops to break up the blocks of solidified black powder with crowbars, and there were about five hundred casualties when the inevitable happened.

Dwarf flour, eh? No, although we have had that in the past. A couple of the spices had solidified in their jars.


The biggest waste is the bottles of oriental cooking sauces. Four bottles, un-opened. And the two bottles of Balsamic vinegar.

Clearly someone in the house went through a phase of at least wanting to cook 'properly'.

Quote from: Raider4 on 29 January 2026, 08:39:04 PMWhat do all these foodstuffs have in common?

Well, with a little imagination, you've got a whole space station there. Or a dragon with bad knees. 

*Thinks*

Leon is in America.
Pendraken processed my order in 2 days.

No ... Pendraken processed two orders in 2 days.

Leon ... is in ... America,

Pendraken. Pendraken process two orders in two days.

So Leon ... is in America. Leon is not in Middle-Borough.
Pendraken in Middle-Borough process not one, but two orders in two days.

There's something there, but I can't quite put my finger on it. 

Well, there's a thing.

Generating stats for a Traveller crew, I have thrown a 2, a 12 and four 7s. i.e. a min, a max and 4 average.

Never seen such a peculiar pattern.

This character is average in strength, dexterity, endurance and education; has a massive intelligence of 12; but is the lowest born scum with a society of 2.

Lack of education and background does not equate to lack of brains!    cf Slumdog Millionare

Despite the use by date being November, I think the yeast I have is shot. While I only had enough flour for the half the smallest loaf in the bread maker, it still should have been more than 3 cm high!

Ex was clearing out garage Saturday so I got called round to pick up my stuff. Found lots of figures I was wondering where they were, and more I'd forgotten about.

Quote from: Last Hussar on 16 February 2026, 12:08:36 PMDespite the use by date being November, I think the yeast I have is shot. While I only had enough flour for the half the smallest loaf in the bread maker, it still should have been more than 3 cm high!

Ex was clearing out garage Saturday so I got called round to pick up my stuff. Found lots of figures I was wondering where they were, and more I'd forgotten about.

At least she did not bin or ebay them

Coming home from York a couple of hours ago, stopped at Trowell services on M1 southbound. My freind recognised some people there,  so my  thing for today is I've just met 3 of the Rocky Horror Picture show cast!

Barry Bothwick (Brad), Patricia Quinn, (Magenta) and Little Nell Columbia).

QuoteDespite the use by date being November, I think the yeast I have is shot. While I only had enough flour for the half the smallest loaf in the bread maker, it still should have been more than 3 cm high!

I experienced something similar.  A few weeks ago I noticed that the bread mix I had recently bought had a "Use By" date of October 2025; a bit of slack stock rotation there!

Nevertheless I decided to use it.  I use half a pack to make a small loaf and generally make two loaves a week.  The bread didn't rise as much as it should have done, it was about 8cm high instead of being around 11 or 12cm.  The texture was a little bit closer as well but overall it was perfectly edible.

Was in Lidl at lunch, thought I'd buy some cakes for the Section.

The amount of ruddy grief I have received - "Are you feeling alright?" "That's it till next year then."

  

Lots of new stuff ...

Russians, Saxons, French ...
Tents and telephone boxes ...
Italics and Gauls and Epirotes ...

And yet. And yet ... I feel there is something missing.

Oh yeah. Amazons.

QuoteLots of new stuff ...

Russians, Saxons, French ...
Tents and telephone boxes ...
Italics and Gauls and Epirotes ...

And yet. And yet ... I feel there is something missing.

Yup. Three Russians in a trench

Delenda est Carthago! 

Quote*Thinks*

Leon is in America.
Pendraken processed my order in 2 days.

No ... Pendraken processed two orders in 2 days.

Leon ... is in ... America,

Pendraken. Pendraken process two orders in two days.

So Leon ... is in America. Leon is not in Middle-Borough.
Pendraken in Middle-Borough process not one, but two orders in two days.

There's something there, but I can't quite put my finger on it. 

Let me stun you with the news that Jeff Bezos doesn't drive the van that delivers your Amazon purchases.

Milady reads the forum. She is alerted every time the word "Amazon" is used. She rolls the glass of wine over her dimpled red lips, leaving a half smile. She stares into the wine, swirling it gently around the glass.

"So. Nobby has asked for the Amazons ... again?" The Dark Lord shifted nervously, nodding his head frantically. The glass missed his head by inches and smashed against the wall; red tendrils crawling down the wall into the broken shards.
"How DARE he!" Milday's eyes, which had been feline heavy, now blazed with unnatural fire. "Does he not LEARN? Does he not UNDERSTAND?" As mercurial as ever, Milady's mood changed and she was once again languorously  malevolent.

"When did you plan to release the Amazons?" She purred. The Dark Lord scrabbled amongst a mess of papers on the portable desk slung around his neck.  Milady's foot tapped ominously, until the Dark Lord held up a pink slip triumphantly.
"Next week!" He cried. Then deflated when he saw Milady's disapproving expression. She cocked her head at him inquisitively. The Dark Lord put the slip down, and scored out the release date with a tiny biro appropriated from Argos in 1998.
"Sorry my Love ... I meant next ..." he looked at her for approval "month ..." She frowned.
"I mean, next month would be a good time to decide ... to delay again ..." Milady smiled, exposing perfect small teeth, but massive incisors.
"Good. Very good.  Now fetch me another glass of wine."