Pork Scratching...lovely, but a destroyer of fillings. My Dental appointment is not until October but as I have a cracked a filling, I may have to go earlier ouch. Makes you wonder what the poor old primitive Man (and woman) had to put up with. Mind you they did not have the delights of cakes and puddings that rot your teeth. Nor crunchy scratchings come to think of it?
I decided to visit a rougher part of town today to get some food in (Pot noodles and Cream Crackers, times are hard). I parked outside the shop but noticed some rough kids eyeing up the car. Sure enough as I went into the shop they made a bee line for it. I hid behind a post but they saw me, put their thumbs off and scarpered. I don't know what they were after but they did not get it. On the positive side they also did not get my crook lock wrapped around their necks. Ah poor mites.
Wishing one of our musicians a speedy recovery as he was taken into hospital last night (not the one to have his wallet surgically removed) so I hope they sort him out quick.
My partner said that she felt dizzy and was going to the Doctors.
I said 'Vertigo'
She said 'No' it's just round the corner!
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