I know, where’ve I been, right? Aside from watching Snog, Marry, Avoid (anyone? anyone?). I’ve been slaving away at my social research/oral history/storytelling bidness. Website under construction. Cool man, eh?
So here’s the 4-11 on the past couple-o-weeks:
1. Dick (neighbour) has been giving us large quantities of bread. Worringly large as we’re not massive bread-eaters and our freezer, it’s only so bid. It’s like the loaves and the fishes over here but instead of one loaf and lots of people we’re two people and lots of loaves (and no Jesus).
2. Comedy festival misses (a cautionary tale): Longer-term readers (hi relatives!) and other lurker-types happy to scroll backwards for long periods of time will know that when I first started this blog in an attempt to attain cult status, I invited Lawrence Leung (and his parents) to my virtual launch. So, when Carney suggested going to see Lawrence at this years Comedy Festival I was all in.
But his Lawrence was not my Lawrence… It was Lawrence Mooney:
Things did not bode well when, in the opening gambit, Mr Mooney sat astride a giant leaf blower, before pretending that it was a penis. Indeed, references to penis’s (peni?) featured fairly prominently throughout LM’s show. Likely this was part of a crowd-pleasing strategy because according to Mooney “all chicks love c**k”. Make of that what you will.
3. Recipes for a single cupcake. Does anyone else think that’s awesome? Double it and you get two cupcakes. Multiply as required! Go on, defeat the purpose! Food porn but in smaller quantities!
And that’s been pretty much it.