Showing posts with label culture. Show all posts
Showing posts with label culture. Show all posts

Monday, 9 January 2012

No thanks, I'll have a Coke.

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Anyone who has seen Japanese games shows on TV knows that they are part of a different world.

But vending machines that doll out used (!) school girl's knickers?

A colleague at work said that he had seen them in Tokyo.  I took him at his word but, when I told Margaret, she demanded proof.

It wasn't hard to find and, for the sceptics, Snopes confirms it to be true too.

It is a different world out there.
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Friday, 25 January 2008

Burn's Night

Margaret, reading Robbie Burns poem, "Address to a haggis".

Ye Pow'rs wha mak mankind your care,
And dish them out their bill o' fare,
Auld Scotland wants nae skinking ware
That jaups in luggies;
But, if ye wish her gratefu' prayer,
Gie her a haggis!

- from Robbie Burns, "Address to a Haggis".


The sounds of bagpipes, albeit on CD, filled Chez Kennedy tonight, Burn's Night. Robert Burns being a Scottish poet. Probably the Scottish poet, if you exclude William McGonnigal on grounds of insanity.

Haggis and neeps for main course. Neeps are turnips, served mashed. Haggis is, well, it is best not to know too much about haggis. It is delightfully tasty. The critics of haggis have either never tried it, have only tried Tesco's sliced haggis, or have been brought up on Sugar Frosties and doughnuts.

Athol Brose and blackberries for dessert. Athol Brose being a oatmeal, honey, cream and whisky blend.
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