Friday, 28 December 2007
The fact that ‘downtrodden’ almost rhymes with ‘wooden’ isn’t just a coincidence; Kylie’s performance was lacking in parts, but fortunately that didn’t detract from the overall enjoyment. The special was set on board the spaceship Titanic and, you guessed it, something went wrong. Keep reading.
Wednesday, 19 December 2007
In this week’s episode the Israelis airstrike a school located on the Gaza Strip, and while it isn’t really clear why that happened or why it involves the British, it just does. Events do seem to be created on the hoof in this episodic window on the fictional offices of MI5. For instance, the Venezuelans of all people randomly sent a coded message to our boys via the medium of Beethoven’s 7th. Keep reading.
Wednesday, 8 August 2007
It is exactly 5041 days since the final festival of the potato, or Potatoalia, to use the correct Gaelic name. Yorkshire was lucky enough to be the last host of this popular event where many of our northern cousins would go to worship mestre da batata, which roughly translates as the 'Potato Master'.
Many of you will also remember Danny of popular rock/punk ensemble "Heard'Sayers" was in fact a King Edward potato. Producers recently said that a vegetable band member was cutting edge at the time, but now everyone does it. They went on to explain that a potato was chosen merely because it can hold a falsetto better than broccoli, "it just does."
So behold the humble potato, a vegetable with more wit than a similarly dressed foul-mouthed TV chef yet full of humility and wisdom.
Sunday, 24 June 2007
Today is the humble Morrisons frozen baby carrot. That is it there, before cooking. The green bit is added goodness I imagine.
After two minutes of boiling in pasta water, and a further couple of minutes simmering in chopped tomato juice I guessed they were ready to eat.
Everyone knows that carrots are the vegetable of the adventurous, the baby variety even more so. Twenty times more powerful than a green bean, they are renowned as the vegetable of Dr. Indiana Jones himself.
Perhaps less well known is the fact that carrots are only second to chinchillas in anti-taste. Anti-taste of course being the phenomenon of removing whatever flavour present in your mouth for the next 11 hours.
The carrots experienced for the purpose of this review were not crispy, but crunchy. Crispiness is easily defined as biting into a leaf of iceberg lettuce, or the first break in a stick of fresh celery. That's fine; but what about crunchiness? A biscuit is crunchy, as are Kellogg's Crunchy Nut Corn Flakes, but there is the subtle crunch you find in tough but brittle foods, such as plates, and the raw carrot stick.
The baby carrots were actually neither of these, forget what was said earlier.
Tooth passage was not altogether easy, resistance was in its plural form and sometimes hard going. Even swapping to the sharpest teeth in the fleet did not fully eradicate the problem.
However, fault on the part of the chef is impossible.
Sunday, 10 June 2007
This morning I was unsurprised to have Billy Joel's Uptown Girl in my head, it wouldn't be the first time. It also wouldn't be the first time I've sung the only words I am familiar with repeatedly. Those being: "uptown girl, we've been living in an uptown world". It suddenly occurs to me that they probably aren't the correct lyrics.
Next up was Diana Ross with Chain Reaction, a song fiendishly difficult to find on the internet it seems. Wikipedia seems to insist it has something to do with neutron-fission. My recollection of "we're in the middle of a chain reaction" wasn't that far off either! (Actually it might have been quite easy to find)
After watching the Kate Bush medley Alan Partridge performed on my housemate Tom's Steve Coogan DVD last night, Running Up That Hill appeared. After a quick bit of internetting I have confirmed it was from a children's TV show I vaguely remember called Running Scared.
For some reason while trying to recall Chain Reaction, Sledgehammer by Peter Gabriel replaced it. The only disjointed lyrics for this in my memory are "you could make a big difference......i wanna be, *bam* sledgehammer *bam bam bammmm* sledgehammer." All wrong of course (he doesn't actually say 'bam', it's some sort of synth hit)
Finally Tears in My Eyes - Ultravox.
This would make a strange sort of mixtape, probably one to give if you want someone to break up with you.... or to convince them you are gay once and for all.
I want to hear some more medleys.