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I'm sitting here hoping that I'll get a text to say that netball is cancelled because of the gale blowing outside. I do really enjoy netball, but every week I find myself hoping that it will be cancelled. I think that this is my inherant laziness - or a hangover from school sports. Once I get there I have a great (if ineffectual) time.
I have to make a food decision very quickly. I have a potato in the oven - fine. However, the mackerel that mum helpfully got out of the freezer for me this morning (very thoughtful of her, but in this case...) is minus its head, but still has its innerds. Personally I'd rather have the eyeballs staring at me than the guts. Do I have a go at degizzarding (and pretend I'm doing a Han Solo to de-ick it in my mind), or do I accept that I *really* can't face the idea and grate some cheese...
On another note, seven minutes to the Archers, and tonight is Ed's birthday party. I have a feeling of impending doom...
I have to make a food decision very quickly. I have a potato in the oven - fine. However, the mackerel that mum helpfully got out of the freezer for me this morning (very thoughtful of her, but in this case...) is minus its head, but still has its innerds. Personally I'd rather have the eyeballs staring at me than the guts. Do I have a go at degizzarding (and pretend I'm doing a Han Solo to de-ick it in my mind), or do I accept that I *really* can't face the idea and grate some cheese...
On another note, seven minutes to the Archers, and tonight is Ed's birthday party. I have a feeling of impending doom...