In a curry-creating emergency, I've resorted to tinned rather than none at all. Since I grew up enough to have a freezer, frozen spinach nuggets are better when it just has to be a saag aloo.
Likewise, great to be back here! New hair (shorter, redder... sorry, that's a bit girlie). Easter officially opens my gardening season so I traded laptop for a wholesome selection of appropriate poisons and botanical weaponry and got on to the offensive. Easter Monday was a bit breezy and I got blowback from the rose spray so I am now also proof against mould, rust, black spot and aphid infestation for the next 4-6 weeks. Apparently. A few new flesh wounds on fingers - soil still too claggy for effective hoiking out of dandelions with a traditional implement so I re-purposed a very old bread knife and started stabbing. Highly effective, and frankly, blood, got lots of it!
Arrgh! I just googled it and got ILLUSTRATIONS! Not at all happy - my head tells me on first sight that it solves the chicken OR egg snack/ sandwich filling dilemma but my heart, mind, soul and stomach lining all disagree with added gak!
Although as a snappy stage name for a future Eurovision winner, it might have my vote (look, one year I voted for Bulgaria on the strength of their dynamic use of wind-chimes - and, regrettably, I was stone cold sober at the time. I do hope we'll have a Eurovision thread in due course.
Maybe view it as a chance to refurbish Mrs Metal's threads AND do the manly mouse-hunter exterminator thing - there is no down side to this (except strain on finances and stress from potential rodent aggression). OK so that's 2 down sides, but it's a toughie.
