Sparks of butter and the saucy comments of a lettuce.

We think we have strayed into the “wrong” part of the town.

Recipes are shown in restaurant windows as if they are posters for banned films.

There is consistent copying of sales copy along the lines of “come in and see the show…two for the price of one”.

Two of what? We have no idea.

Fortunately tomorrow will, we are told, be a good day for surfing, meditation and serene contemplation.

It’s OK.

Not so exciting to talk about the same things as we did last week, last month and last year unless you can add new color, insight or description.

So what’s new?

Today, revealed the revolution of knowledge and information carrying on around us like prancing horses. So does every day, yet it is always new.

Our technology is merely a playground for growing the future.

But we still see a smile….there it is, we will continue to make you laugh.

Thank you for your appreciation and this raucous, enthusiastic applause!

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The invitation was kind and felt good.

We did not attend.

We joined others who did not attend.

It was a special night.

Blueberry pie and the banking moment.

No rhyme or reason.

No bureaucrat, no cry.

Do not lean on tall grass.

Make your own pizza at least once.

Vegetables are good, but are in a contimual argument with fruit as to which is “more important”.

If only they knew.

Time to rest.

Take three tablets with water and go for a drive.

Strangest advice I’d had.

But it worked.

I no longer found aspic disgusting. I’d been broken in.

It is in fact hard to know, now I think about it, whether that is a good thing or a bad thing!