Showing posts with label food. Show all posts
Showing posts with label food. Show all posts

Wednesday, 14 May 2008

I am a cliché


At lunchtime today, some of my colleagues had a barbeque. Some of them got in the car and went to the pub. Some of them stayed at their desks and on Facebook.

I cycled to the shops and bought some fairtrade bananas.

No wonder they laugh at me.

Tuesday, 18 March 2008

You are what you eat

Seen at my local farmers’ market this morning: ‘Squirrels. £4. May contain nuts.’

I thought it was an early April fool’s joke, but the bloke said he shot them himself.

I was almost tempted to buy one. After all, according to Arena, squirrel is supposed to be one of the things Elvis ate when he was young and poor.