Sunday - Village life
It all boils down to how you want to spend your free time. Some might think the day is wasted unless they have composed something, written something, completed the crossword or been to some sort of sporting event, perhaps involving balls, bats, horses, hats or crowd violence.
Or, it might involve sitting on your arse and reading a book for about six hours, occasionally calling for others in the house to fetch tea or rub your calfs in order to stave off cramp.
It also involved getting up off of my fat arse for a visit to the village smoke house. This near the coast, the locals love to smoke things. Sometimes these are things imported from Amsterdam but occasionally it also involves seafood or pork. This proved to be the case as we visited the smoke house to pick up some prawns and some bacon.
Managed to negotiate the various cures, given the choice of traditional cure, maple cure, old fashioned cure or indeed Boys Don't Cry by the Cure. Bottled it and went for traditional cure. They rung up my purchases and told me how much they wanted for a dozen smoked prawns and six rashers of smoked bacon.
'Anything else?'
'Yes please - a defribulator.' How much?
Food was great though. Don't want to upset any vegetarians but meat is okay and there's an end to it. As for eating anything with a face - prawns look otherworldly, alien and, above all - tasty.
Or, it might involve sitting on your arse and reading a book for about six hours, occasionally calling for others in the house to fetch tea or rub your calfs in order to stave off cramp.
It also involved getting up off of my fat arse for a visit to the village smoke house. This near the coast, the locals love to smoke things. Sometimes these are things imported from Amsterdam but occasionally it also involves seafood or pork. This proved to be the case as we visited the smoke house to pick up some prawns and some bacon.
Managed to negotiate the various cures, given the choice of traditional cure, maple cure, old fashioned cure or indeed Boys Don't Cry by the Cure. Bottled it and went for traditional cure. They rung up my purchases and told me how much they wanted for a dozen smoked prawns and six rashers of smoked bacon.
'Anything else?'
'Yes please - a defribulator.' How much?
Food was great though. Don't want to upset any vegetarians but meat is okay and there's an end to it. As for eating anything with a face - prawns look otherworldly, alien and, above all - tasty.
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