Further research by way of John sharing Jimmy's social media post about hornet incident leads me to believe that your laughing fit was severe enough to be more life threatening than a climb up a widow maker olive ladder...
I have one of those ladders! It houses my herb collection in pots with hooks that hang over the “steps”. But then I am in the south of France 😁 Can’t post a pic sadly, but I bet you could recreate on a balcony.
Oh dear, poor luv, I’ve got the solution to your watery, tasteless gazpacho. Add 1-2 slices of seedless rye bread, cubed, and 2-3 thin slices of your favorite deli ham, cut up, into the blender with your tomatoes, cucumber, onions and seasoning. For extra zing add 1/2 cup of catsup (my spell-check just tried to make me tell you to add a catsuit) and a dash or two of your favorite hot pepper sauce. And forget about following any Chinese recipes to the letter. They never tell you the secret ingredients that put your Chinese food into a class by itself. The way they get those mouthwatering sauces is to add plenty of molasses or barbecue sauce while cooking and some sesame oil just before serving. (If you add sesame oil before turning off the heat it burns and we don’t want that, do we, luv!) And that ladder looks like what we call a “widow maker” around my neck of the woods. I think maybe someone needs to warn Jimmy about you. Nitey-nite, luv!
A widow-maker! Love that. Also catsup sounds so exotic to my ears. Oh and I LOVE sesame. Will replace ancient probably rancid oil on next shop run. Thanks for tips! 😄 But gazpacho still wrong for Scotland!
Oh yes I so relate! The local delicious tasting wine you sip in the lovely Greek taverna overlooking the sea, you frantically search for it in the local supermarket, you bring it home to your humble abode and it tastes like sxxx!
I'm not even sure that lovely Carmargue rose wine would translate in Glasgow - even in a heatwave which (amazingly) we're having now! However, I might force some down my neck.... x
Haha I was thinking about this today! My holiday self considers buying fringed sarongs and shell jewellery, and even toys with the idea of hand tooled leather sandals and grown up lady handbags. WHO IS SHE? Weirdo. (although I reckon if you buy some string and go to Queens Park you could probably cobble together that olive ladder in 20 minutes)
Oh yes, don't get me started on sarongs - I have about seven, useless pieces of fabric that give me terrible this-will-fall-off-my body anxieties! And yes, but it wouldn't be THE ladder... x
The comment from the "Ed." in brackets took me right back to the Smash Hits days!
I love an Ed comment!
Further research by way of John sharing Jimmy's social media post about hornet incident leads me to believe that your laughing fit was severe enough to be more life threatening than a climb up a widow maker olive ladder...
Honestly, I nearly DIED laughing (once my phonecall was finished)!
I have one of those ladders! It houses my herb collection in pots with hooks that hang over the “steps”. But then I am in the south of France 😁 Can’t post a pic sadly, but I bet you could recreate on a balcony.
A rustic ladder AND living in the south of France… no no of course I’m not jealous! 😬😄
Oh dear, poor luv, I’ve got the solution to your watery, tasteless gazpacho. Add 1-2 slices of seedless rye bread, cubed, and 2-3 thin slices of your favorite deli ham, cut up, into the blender with your tomatoes, cucumber, onions and seasoning. For extra zing add 1/2 cup of catsup (my spell-check just tried to make me tell you to add a catsuit) and a dash or two of your favorite hot pepper sauce. And forget about following any Chinese recipes to the letter. They never tell you the secret ingredients that put your Chinese food into a class by itself. The way they get those mouthwatering sauces is to add plenty of molasses or barbecue sauce while cooking and some sesame oil just before serving. (If you add sesame oil before turning off the heat it burns and we don’t want that, do we, luv!) And that ladder looks like what we call a “widow maker” around my neck of the woods. I think maybe someone needs to warn Jimmy about you. Nitey-nite, luv!
A widow-maker! Love that. Also catsup sounds so exotic to my ears. Oh and I LOVE sesame. Will replace ancient probably rancid oil on next shop run. Thanks for tips! 😄 But gazpacho still wrong for Scotland!
Oh yes I so relate! The local delicious tasting wine you sip in the lovely Greek taverna overlooking the sea, you frantically search for it in the local supermarket, you bring it home to your humble abode and it tastes like sxxx!
I'm not even sure that lovely Carmargue rose wine would translate in Glasgow - even in a heatwave which (amazingly) we're having now! However, I might force some down my neck.... x
Norwich feels like Greece such a lovely balmy evening tonight x Aldi wine is going down a treat x
Coveting an olive ladder. Love it! Might not fit in the overhead locker, mind.
Easier to disassemble & reassemble than an Ikea coffee table, I reckon! *grabs allen key
I want that ladder and I’ve not even been to Arles.
I made fresh pasta and gnocchi for a week after I came home from Italy wafting around with Italian vibes. Tonight we’re having Tesco pizza!
Ha - those lofty 'let's be all French/Italian' ambitions soon dissipate don't they! With me in about 1.5 days x
PS - Glasgow has already forced its way back into my head. It was nice while it lasted! 😄
Haha I was thinking about this today! My holiday self considers buying fringed sarongs and shell jewellery, and even toys with the idea of hand tooled leather sandals and grown up lady handbags. WHO IS SHE? Weirdo. (although I reckon if you buy some string and go to Queens Park you could probably cobble together that olive ladder in 20 minutes)
Oh yes, don't get me started on sarongs - I have about seven, useless pieces of fabric that give me terrible this-will-fall-off-my body anxieties! And yes, but it wouldn't be THE ladder... x