Wednesday, August 16, 2006
Barnet Thus Far
Surgery Reports. Dissertation writing. Big Brother 7. Evil landlords. Heathrow is Hell. Suspicious customs agents. Lamb with a balsamic vinegar crust. Wagamama. Ye Olde Monken Holt. Guinness Extra Cold. New sheets. Irish soda bread. Rain. My Super-Ex Girlfriend. Sun. Pinot Grigio. Queen Mother Hospital for Animals. Whitby trip planning. Green beans. Unsucessful search for shoes. Boots. Starbucks. Little Red Citroën. Penelope the Rottweiler. Waitrose. Conversation.
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I think it was on the Waitrose link that they offered the "perfect picnic." Man what is their deal with peas! UGH!
Secondly, we went to a Boots in search of suncreen, I think. Anyway, what does the name mean? I don't get it.....
I know, nothing is worse than "mushy peas." What kind of name for a dish involves the word "mushy"?!
And Boots? Why, because it was started by a Mr. Boots, of course!
aha! well there it is! thanks!
hummm I like it good work
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