The last few days in bullet points:
- a few hours wandering around Arundel, featuring the ducks of Swanbourne Lake; Belinda’s Tea Rooms (not recommended unless you enjoy microwaved food); a wander around the cathedral, surely one of the finest Roman Catholic cathedrals in the country; and a considerable amount of time browsing the excellent Sparks Yard General Store in Tarrant Street.
- Much food and drink with Sarah and Paul, including a pistachio explosion.
- Lunch with the family at the Spur.
- An excellent walk in Baycombe Woods and through Slindon village, with a fantastic sunset, and a pause to purchase an Uchiki Kuri from Mr Upton’s famous squash and pumpkin garden, which Hels plans to use in a soup this weekend.
So what’s a pistachio explosion? I have a vision of you sitting at the table with nuts all over you.
I imagine something like the Cambrian Explosion. A sudden profusion of Pistachio Nuts, growing everywhere.
A pistachio explosion is what you get when a very drunk woman comes into contact with a large bowl of pistachio nuts. I think it is some sort of chemical reaction. I’m sure there is a scientific explanation.
BTW does Posted by Brian AT January sound right to you, shouldn’t it be on the date and at the time?
Good point. It would read better if it was "posted by Brian at time, date" rather than date, time.
Maybe I should replaced "posted" with some other verb. Hurled? Shouted?
Any suggestions?