The Epitome of Relaxation

I’ve just been to the doctor, which is not something to be undertaken lightly after my recent experiences. Fortunately I emerged with only mild embarrassment and a prescription for antibiotics and ointment.

I still look forwards to the day when I am allowed to keep my trousers on. This was, unfortunately, not that day.

My reward was a nice quiet sit-down in the pharmacy followed by test of willpower (swallowing a large uncoated pill which I suspect of having veterinary origins).

I then sat down to watch a number of obnoxious people competing to be judged as best value B&B. I can understand why people would want to go on such a programme to boost their business. I can’t, on the other hand, see why anyone would want to go on national TV to reveal themselves as the reincarnation of Lucretia Borgia.

Juli just returned from the hairdresser looking gorgeous. She has just changed because her last one, where she’d been going for 10 years, rang her to say they had closed down. Fortunately a new one has just opened round the corner, and it seems to be good. They will even shave my head for Β£6, which isn’t bad when you consider the contortions and safety aspects of doing it myself.

She just cooked beans on toast, with a garnish of sausage and bacon, plus a few mushrooms and some bubble and squeak (you have to remember the veg!).

Now I’m watching The Saint. it’s in colour and features Yootha Joyce and Tony Booth as Russian agents.

Soon it will be time to read a bit more, shout at some idiot quiz contestants and drink more tea.

Wife, tea, TV.

Does it get any better than this?

15 thoughts on “The Epitome of Relaxation

  1. Clare Pooley

    I love bubble and squeak but haven’t had it for years. We never have enough left-overs and I could never be bothered to make it from scratch. It probably wouldn’t taste so good.

  2. Laurie Graves

    Who could ask for anything more? And thanks for the link to bubble and squeak. I had heard of it, but really didn’t know what it is. My Yankee husband’s response when I told him about it? “Doesn’t sound to bad.” That’s Yankee talk for “Gee, I’d like to try that.” πŸ˜‰

      1. quercuscommunity

        I tend to think of bubble and squeak as being leftover veg, possibly bound with an egg and frittata as an omlette full of veg – not much difference. Bubble and squeak is traditional English peasant food and frittata, being European, sophisticated foreign food. πŸ™‚

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