When I was in hospital with leukemia I was notorious with doctors for putting the aircon full on in my room. Heat just made me feel even more ill
The corridors were tropical and my room was....Scottish in climate. The doctors had to put coats over their coats when they came in....
Strictly Oldham, which makes a difference at this time of year as I look seven miles downhill into the valley at Manchester
Oh I love Northumberland, albeit that my not be your 'manor'.
Strictly Oldham, which makes a difference at this time of year as I look seven miles downhill into the valley at Manchester
Sadly no. But at several points you could have put fried chicken in front of me and I'd refuse to eat it, knowing how soon I'd be seeing it again in Slimfast chunky milkshake format.
So far so good, albeit three-quarters of one greenhouse and six small children...
So far so good, albeit three-quarters of one greenhouse and six small children...
Pies tonight then.
I remember a couple of years back laughing at a new tenant in the apartment block next to work getting his introduction to northern winters by watching his unsecured plastic lawn chairs get yeeted off his tenth floor balcony
I pushed the last one over the (remains of) the fence....
Mrs PiLhEaD says 'no!'... damnit!
Yeah it's no doubt wilder still up there, thankfully I get some shelter from the Pennines although not as much as I would if I wasn't as close to the top of them. The M62 a couple of miles north of my house is the highest motorway pass in England, which is wild enough for my taste.
...and the Scottish let you live...?
No - but his neighbour does.
Shame. Its tasty, good for the planet and plentiful.
