I’ve just had the last of the Christmas Pudding.
I bloody *love* Christmas Pudding - if you had to take all of the other Christmas food away, I’d be OK, but I’d cling on to the Christmas Pudding. I am sad that it’s falling out of fashion.
No brandy butter for me, thank you - no custard - just double cream, whipped until slight peaks, or clotted cream. Or just poured cream. No need for extra flavours, just the dark rich fruit…
Last Saturday, I walked from Hammersmith to Canary Wharf, along the River Thames - probably the longest I've walked in one go.
These are just snaps from my phone - things that caught my attention. A bit of cropping, a little bit of colour fiddling - except the photos towards the end nearing Canary Wharf, where the sky really was making *astonishing* pinks and blues. That's not me fiddling, that's what was in the sky.
I like walking, I like looking, and I love London
On 29th November, I walked from Hammersmith to Canary Wharf, along the River Thames. It's probably the longest I've walked in one go. These are all photos snapped on my phone, as I walked - things that just caught my attention. Just cropping, a little bit of colour fiddling - except the photos towards the end nearing Canary Wharf, where the sky really was making *astonishing* pinks and blues. That's not me fiddling, that's what was in the sky. I like walking, I like looking, and I love London.
Black Friday has failed me.
I ordered four Kindles from Amazon and they sent me a Two Ronnies DVD