Up where - you in Heaven?
Carlisle matey, any further north and im onto the part of the map that says here be dragons, the men run around wearing skirts and mel gibson is a national hero.
Up where - you in Heaven?
I was a veggie (except for fish, didn't give them up) for 15 years

I mean no disrespect whatsoever, each to their own and all that but ........ if you thought school dinners in the 60's and 70's were good I feel sorry for your taste buds! Salad with a spoon of cold baked beans thrown on the lettuce, lumpy mash, lumpy gravy, lumpy custard, grizzly Irish stew saved only by the beetroot topping, undiscernible meat with white spots in - I kid you not [word was it was horse] I could go on but I'm just about to eat my lunch ............They used to do deep fried spam fitters for school dinner at Colwell Rd. I loved them. And soggy cabbage. Very, very underestimated were school dinners in the 60's and 70's, in my book. And tapioca pudding too.
I mean no disrespect whatsoever, each to their own and all that but ........ if you thought school dinners in the 60's and 70's were good I feel sorry for your taste buds! Salad with a spoon of cold baked beans thrown on the lettuce, lumpy mash, lumpy gravy, lumpy custard, grizzly Irish stew saved only by the beetroot topping, undiscernible meat with white spots in - I kid you not [word was it was horse] I could go on but I'm just about to eat my lunch ............
I mean no disrespect whatsoever, each to their own and all that but ........ if you thought school dinners in the 60's and 70's were good I feel sorry for your taste buds! Salad with a spoon of cold baked beans thrown on the lettuce, lumpy mash, lumpy gravy, lumpy custard, grizzly Irish stew saved only by the beetroot topping, undiscernible meat with white spots in - I kid you not [word was it was horse] I could go on but I'm just about to eat my lunch ............
Yes, tastes change. I remember those tinned 'floppy' burgers as well, Goblin weren't they? As kids we ate what our parents could afford and I'm sure they would have loved to feed us steak, lightly grilled rod caught salmon etc. etc but we needed lights and heating as well.We had horsemeat on a school trip to France in the 70's, Tangy (or it was the way they cooked it). I found the bread was horrible, but we were used to white Wonderloaf at the time. The bread I eat now is lot more like the french stuff, and I suppose in that statement is a clue to changing tastes. For instance, we used to eat tinned beefburgers in gravy - I wouldn't vomit on them nowadays.
Our day old roasties became bubble and squeak - could go along with all you've put there except the cold gravy.Btw, where do you stand on cold roasties dipped in cold gravy with cold peas and cold mashed carrot and swede?
Yes, tastes change. I remember those tinned 'floppy' burgers as well, Goblin weren't they? As kids we ate what our parents could afford and I'm sure they would have loved to feed us steak, lightly grilled rod caught salmon etc. etc but we needed lights and heating as well.
Trump's talking about a manned programme back to the moon and then onto Mars, as in the Lovell/Armstrong/Stafford proposal (as opposed to Aldrin's notion of one-way tickets there for the first pioneers who'd die there). Could be hot air, and there's a lot of sniping at NASA's prominent roll in monitoring climate change being closed down, but if he is serious...
A new space age, especially if he and his 'buddy' Puitn can get along, would be money better spent and produce abetter legacy than the neoliberal idea of primarily using government money on just enough welfare to keep unit labour costs down (yep, that's where our North Sea oil bonanza of the 70's and the 80's went - or Scotland's anyway).
I haven't got a problem with tinned peas, although back in the day they thought making them luminous green made them more appetising, but I agree with your wife's stance, some things I ate as a child make me feel ill now - quick example, cocklesMy wife won't eat peas because her parents used to buy canned peas as a kid (and canned peas are disgusting). Even though she agrees non canned peas taste much better, she won't eat them because they bring back memories of canned peas.
I haven't got a problem with tinned peas, although back in the day they thought making them luminous green made them more appetising, but I agree with your wife's stance, some things I ate as a child make me feel ill now - quick example, cockles![]()
Trump's talking about a manned programme back to the moon and then onto Mars, as in the Lovell/Armstrong/Stafford proposal (as opposed to Aldrin's notion of one-way tickets there for the first pioneers who'd die there). Could be hot air, and there's a lot of sniping at NASA's prominent roll in monitoring climate change being closed down, but if he is serious...
http://www.mars-one.com
Still at the pie in the sky stage but think it's more likely commercial than national with the cost. ..maybe with multinational cooperation. .
Mars One's one way mission is the right idea. I don't think making it funded by reality TV is a good idea though. No reality show stays THAT popular long enough to make Mars One financially sound.
Yes, tastes change. I remember those tinned 'floppy' burgers as well, Goblin weren't they? As kids we ate what our parents could afford and I'm sure they would have loved to feed us steak, lightly grilled rod caught salmon etc. etc but we needed lights and heating as well.
