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Life And Life Only [Sep. 13th, 2007|10:50 am]
Tony Grist
 1. It's been two weeks (more or less) since the TV went *phut*. The engineer was supposed to be coming to fix it yesterday and we stayed in all day and, guess what? Ailz rang them after their man had failed to show and threatened them with cancellation of our contract and the phoneman said he'd give us one of the new ultra-whizzy, hundred quid set top boxes for free if we only persisted. And we said, "OK."

Then he sent a pulse down the line which brought our old set top box back to life for approximately half an hour- just long enough for us to watch a silly parlour game show hosted by Donny Osmond (Donny Osmond: I ask you?) Then, just as the News was due on the box went *phut* again. Good. I hate the BBC News. It has become so craven and stupid....

"Donny Osmond dyes his hair," says Ailz. Why, so he does! Isn't TV wonderful? You're always learning something new.

2. I cooked a duck yesterday. Before yesterday duck was something I'd only ever eaten in restaurants. What a lot of grease! And it gets everywhere. As an accompaniment we had a confit of cranberries- adapted from a recipe by Delia Smith. You know what? I'm turning into a serious cook in my old age.

3. There being no telly, I settled down in my armchair last night and started A Tale of Two Cities. I haven't read it since I was a kid- in a cut-down, kiddy-classic version.  And what a strange book to nominate as a children's classic!  It's so grim- even grimmer than Little Dorrit (which it follows in the canon). There's humour- Dickens couldn't function without humour- but there's no comedy- and the miserability and squalor of the first 50 pages is unrelenting. 

From: (Anonymous)
2007-09-13 05:34 pm (UTC)


Do you remember Granny Grist's tale of the duck she cooked one Christmas that had so much fat it flowed out of the oven, with the duck, and skidded across the floor.
By the way, I loved the picture of Ma, t'other day.
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[User Picture]From: poliphilo
2007-09-13 08:54 pm (UTC)

Re: duck

I'd forgotten that story. I like the picture it makes in my head.

The picture of Ma was taken when we went to Penshurst. I turned round and there she was sitting on the rail. I love it when an unposed shot comes out just right.
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[User Picture]From: sovay
2007-09-14 06:07 am (UTC)
Before yesterday duck was something I'd only ever eaten in restaurants. What a lot of grease!

I cooked duck last year. This is how I had a grease fire in my kitchen.

(It was, however, delicious.)

And what a strange book to nominate as a children's classic!

I've got no explanation. I didn't read it until high school.
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[User Picture]From: poliphilo
2007-09-14 09:17 am (UTC)
"I had a grease fire in my kitchen"

Ha, I can well believe it.

"I've got no explanation"

And it just keeps getting grimmer- body-snatching, road-accidents, drunken debauchery, people being hung from 40 foot gallows....

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[User Picture]From: besideserato
2007-09-14 07:13 am (UTC)
I always wondered the same about Dickens. But what voice. His Sketches by Boz have my heart.
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[User Picture]From: poliphilo
2007-09-14 09:21 am (UTC)
O, yes. There's no-one like him.
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