Thursday, 10pm
Thought for the Day - More elbow-induced injuries occur at buffet lunches than on football pitches
Pug Status - Clingy
I am writing this with a warm pug on my lap, snuffling away into Daddy's tummy. I have a lovely warm feeling in my belly because of my canine hot-water bottle, although give it another five minutes and the weight of her will start to ask questions of my hamstrings....
We had a 'lunch and learn' meeting today, which meant leaving the lunch-box at home and taking advantage of good old corporate hospitality. There was certainly more of a 'home made' feel to this company lunch than I have encountered before - I have never had the option of pork pie, chicken legs and chocolate HobNobs at a work lunch before. I played safe with the traditional sandwiches and crunchy carrot sticks, accompanied by a few cheeky Doritos but instantly regretted my choice when the presentation began and, despite my best efforts at subtle munching, I ended up drowning out the speaker in a cacophony of crunching carrot and crisp sounds.
At least I fared better than the bloke sitting in front of me, who had opted for a chicken leg but unfortunately managed to bite off more than he could chew. So the middle ten minutes of the talk was accompanied not only by slides but by the sound of him slowly and carefully trying to regurgitate a large flap of drumstick skin....
Still on the subject of food, a lovely evening meal lovingly prepared by the wife awaited me when I got home. As I stepped through the door the homemade chicken and leek pie was being ushered into the oven. "Cook for 20-25 minutes until it becomes bubbly and golden" - I half expected to open the oven door to e confronted by Barbara Windsor....
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