It gives a rather yellow tint to them and a hint of flavour, but the jury is still out on whether it's a goer or not, I may play with the idea for a bit longer.
I toast up some bread to use as croutons, it's also a good way of using up older bread.
I hope I've helped someone.
Then a day or two later I saw it near the entry to the bedroom, it naturally had managed to roll all the way from the far right of the pic, around the corner beyond my scope of belief, but I suppose that's fairly normal.
The lump under the green bit is the immobiliser transponder, needed for the key to work. I programmed it myself back when my brain was more active. The key was cut at the hardware store but naturally I had to run the file over it a bit for it to turn the lock.
The worst was the lecture about brushing teeth, complete with a giant teeth prop and toothbrush.
Really I'd be happier if he just pulled the ruins.
I left my nose in the crop as a show of the curse of ageing (at least for men), hair finds all sorts of places to grow, usually the most annoying ones like my nostril here or my ears. I'd love to find a pill that makes all hair fall out permanently, It'd be no great drama for me to forego growing my eyebrows into an evil Ox Baker look or even losing the hair on my back that girls find so attractive.
Meanwhile today I'm having the joy of watching some decent car racing from Bathurst, something the V8 class that hijacked the sponsors dollars 20+ years ago can never deliver.
It's only available via a webcast on-line, and it's the first time I've hooked the TV into one but the result is rather magical.
But to balance things the power bill arrived, my power saving measures have had the desired effect, but it's a shame that our supply is so expensive, in Queensland we've gone from having cheap power 30 years ago to having what must be close to the highest price in the world, despite the state sitting on an ocean of coal.
We have a silly carbon tax that bungs the price up a bit but really the villain is bad government since dear old Premier Joh retired in 1989, at least measures are finally being taken now to turn our economy around, the medicine will have a bad taste but it's needed.
The drug addict who died and sucked up all the news was the youngest male winner to die, meaning I've now outlived two winners, and a third to come in a fortnight or so.
I think Schell was very good in The Odessa File, a film that I saw in the picture theatre on its first run and rather enjoyed.
Mayon is quite a sight and I loved my time there, being higher than Kosiuszko it has quite an eyeball factor for us Aussies, plus it's always steaming.
Also at this time the first of my ancestors was on his way to Australia, being Irish and somewhat a thorn to the British he was able to score a free though compulsory trip on a sailing ship. The ship was the Three Bees and it was to be its last journey, catching fire in Sydney cove a fortnight after arrival and burning to the waterline around the location where the opera house now stands.
His name was Michael O'Rourke (or Rourke since the British didn't like the usage of O') and there's a family get together planned at Wulgulmerang which is close to where our early family settled, in May. I just hope Olivia can be here by then.
I actually have a more important one to remember now.
BTW Jimmy has a birthday today too, pity he's become a frail old man now.