make do and mend for tougher times

[Deleted User]

FUDDLE - you don't have to can baked beans, they freeze very well too. The Shirley Goode trick of adding more cooked haricots to a tin of baked beans really does work. Haricots are not as expensive as they look as the amount of beans you have after you have soaked them up and cooked them is huge from one packet. That is where your pressure cooker would come into its own, it will cook pulses that have been soaked in 20 minutes maximum and save you heaps on fuel.

GQ Hope you are better today, a little bit of pampering wouldn't go amiss I think - look after you.

VJsMUM - Hope you have dried out at the airport and are actually on the plane back to Blighty by now, take care.

Off to see DD1 for a couple of days to put together yet more flat pack furniture, lucky us. Will catch up next week as I'm staying up for a couple of extra days for some girly time. Stay safe all and for gods sake don't let that Damsons Pandemic happen!!!!!! Cheers Lyn xxx.

maryb

eeeew we had butter beans regularly at my primary school and the smell still makes me heave!! People who think the 50s were some sort of golden age usually weren't there - gristly meat, watery grey fish with hundreds of bones, rubbery "scrambled" reconstituted dried eggs floating in grey liquid ..... no thanks!

paidinchickens

Morning

Any delivery service that fails to make a profit is usually down to

Having to deliver more than once for the same order as something is lost/broken/not what was ordered.

Managers etc who are not on the working line and don't have a clue making all the decisions and not listening to the front line staff.

Templates made for a one size fits all. Delivering around London can not be compared to rural Cornwall and companies that don't understand that will always be on a loss.

The usual fat cats at the top who make the decisions having too many meetings, company cars, expense cards etc


And loads of other reasons but I'm starting to moan so I will pack it in

Needless to say I worked in transport for a few years :rotfl:


Hubby has made the chooks a new house and they just don't like it. Every opportunity to get into their old house and the're in it like a shot.

Spent all of yesterday cleaning and mucking out, boys are such mucky creatures and I won't tell you what I found rotting in one of the bedrooms :eek: So today we're going to take a flask and butty and go to the posh end of town to do a spot of window shopping.

PiC x

Possession

PIC for some reason now I really want to know what you found........

It's an emergency here. We have run out of milk and I can't have any more TEA!
Now THIS is a real Armageddon situation, none of that zombie rubbish. If a zombie tried to take my cup of tea he wouldn't know what hit him.

(BTW I'm not dissing the zombies or any other SHTF scenario. I'm just upset about my lack of tea.)

maryb

Possession wrote: »

If a zombie tried to take my cup of tea he wouldn't know what hit him.

:rotfl::rotfl::rotfl::rotfl:

Same here!!

born_blonde

I'm trying to train myself to drink black tea, not going well.

westcoastscot

Is this what's going to bring us finally to the point of revolt then??? interferring with our morning tea???? Chez WCS anything goes, so long as I can get to the sink to fill the kettle to make a few pots of tea first thing - woe betide anyone who leaves there dishes last thing at night!!!!!

Softstuff

Butter beans are Satans gallstones. And that's all I have to say on the subject of those.

I think my day went quite well at the CS (thanks for thinking of me Pops). I felt like a new girl at school eager to make friends (though hopefully I'll be more successful there than I was at school). Everyone is very nice and the shopfitting is progressing in leaps and bounds. I painted until I ran out of paint (we'll get more for tomorrow afternoon) and then helped put up shelves, hang clothes etc. Much fun was had by me and now I'm royally !!!!!!ed.

Came home to a phone call from my mum to say dad had been taken to hospital again last night. It's the same damned thing, his heart, but he's still a week away from a consultants appointment that he should have had months ago. I really believe in the NHS they're hoping some people cark it before they have to see them. No wonder A&E was chock-a-block, it's full of people who keep keeling over when no-one deals with their problems.:mad:

And breathe. Mum tells me not to fly back since there's nothing I can do right now.

So I baked banana muffins and will take some with me to the CS tomorrow .

Possession, I love my tea, but if I zombie is after me I'd throw it at him.

Love to all, I must go and check dinner (chicken in black bean sauce with rice)
xx

GreyQueen

Possession wrote: »

PIC for some reason now I really want to know what you found........

It's an emergency here. We have run out of milk and I can't have any more TEA!
Now THIS is a real Armageddon situation, none of that zombie rubbish. If a zombie tried to take my cup of tea he wouldn't know what hit him.

(BTW I'm not dissing the zombies or any other SHTF scenario. I'm just upset about my lack of tea.)

Anyone disturbing me before my morning pot of tea is taking their life in their hands, so I have every sympathy.

Well, rolled out of bed at 6 am to take my anit-b and then rolled back as feeling ropy and can't drink tea-with-milk or take my iron tablets within 2 hours of the tablet. Dull ache from my kidneys, nothing excruiciating, and have a hottie wedged into the small of my back. Considering taking it to the office but will probably scald myself trying to refill it from the hot water thingy on the wall.

Someone tried to ring me a few mins ago but as I was half-way thru a bowl or porridge I let the answermachine pick up and the booger didn't leave a message. Prolly a sales call. I'm registered with the Telephone Preference Service and so are the folks but they still come thru. Folks get several a day as the obviously hit some desirable demographic; youngish retired homeowners.

I can still remember killing myself laughing about 30 years ago, when my parents hadn't had a phone long and tele-sales were also in their infancy. Someone rang them up and Dad answered.

He's far too polite a man to interrupt a young lady, so he listened to her sales spiel and then said with genuine bafflement: But we have a kitchen, dear, it came with the house.

It is still an unfitted kitchen due to daft layout and my mother's affection for sideboards. She has three, two in the kitchen. I think she over-compensated for the one she thought she'd inherit from Grandma which was revealed to be riddled with woodworm and had to be burned.

Mark you, trying to sell stuff to my Dad is an uphill task at the best of times. There's a running gag in the family about the time when he opened his wallet several years after they married and confetti fell out. His defence is that it was his best wallet not his everyday wallet, but we don't believe him.:rotfl:

I shall go t'office and earn my crust. We have a lot of people out of our team sick this week and they need me.

Possession

Take care GQ, I think you should be staying home but I understand why you're not.
Softstuff, hope your Dad is OK.

PS I don't think throwing the cup of tea at the zombie would kill it, you need something more satanic like celery soup
PPS The end of the world has been averted, DH has bought milk and I have a nice steaming hot cup of tea.