Sunday, 14 November 2010

14th November 2010 - 2

12:35 I can no longer hear sounds of struggle from upstairs. Armistice? Or just the fact I've turned Nigella up to 11? If I can't hear it, it can't be happening.

Nigella Kitchen is my favourite comedy programme. I love the way everything is so transparently fake and staged. Like the bits wear she raids the fridge. Comic genius.

12:37 I've rewarded myself, for not screaming at the kids (well, only a little, not enough to really count) by getting myself a St. Bernardus Abt. First of the day. barring Armageddon, it won't be the last.

12:39 The Yorkshire puds will be going in the oven soon. Will that calm down the kids? Probably not. They'll fight over the last one. We already have to weigh their food to make sure neither gets a gram more than the other.

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