Help With The Decorating Decisions

We're having the hall and landing done and can't decide {for the walls} between fawn, beige, off-earth, biscuit, tope, Cadbury Silk, mushroom, sunset brown, cinnamon, putty, mocha, heroin, light brown, light grey, cyan, mongolia, autumn compost, cream, white with a hint of chocolate, chocolate with a hint of white, marsh, Gatsby, light beige, or crimson gloss.

Can ANYONE out there help? Our neighbour, Sergio, who is booked to do the work when his back gets better is no use at all, just giving Continetal shrugs when we ask him again and again again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again what we should do over our colour conundrum.

The hall and landing is a contrasting colour at the moment that will go with anything.

Cherry Tomatoes

Who ever said cherry tomatoes are suitable for humans to eat!

They don't taste of anything, except battery acid. If you get the juice from them anywhere near a cut or an open eye, you need to see a doctor in the hospital. And they always explode. Even if they are cut into pieces {which you really need to do with a James Bond laser machine because the skins are so hard}they still explode and squirt their horrid acid juice either in your open eye or over clothes, furniture, pets, carpets, cars, televisions, small children, passers-by, other good food, blankets, computers, electrical power tools {which makes them wet, slippery and dangerous - especially if you are using them half blinded after cherry tomato juice gets in your open eye} - important paperwork, polished wood floors, binoculars, books, or the kitchenette.

This even happens if you think that putting a whole one in your mouth and chewing it up will solve the problem. No. It won't. Cherry tomatoes are highly pressurised and will easily send a jet of acid juice out through your mouth no matter how tightly you clamp your jaws together all over clothes, furniture, pets, carpets, cars, televisions, small children, passers-by, other good food, blankets, computers, electrical power tools {which makes them wet, slippery and dangerous - especially if you are using them half blinded after cherry tomato juice gets in your open eye} - important paperwork, polished wood floors, binoculars, books, or the kitchenette.

Who first brought these terrible things in to England? We don't mind foreign food like spaghetti hoops and that, but these cherry tomatoes should be burned out at sea. We don't care if we never see another one.

Here's a favourite recipe:

Ingredients:
Anything without cherry tomatoes in
Method:
Do the recipe without any cherry tomatoes. Serve hot or cold.

A Birthday Telephone Call From Abottabad (Not A Made Up Place)

It was Ray's birthday on Monday, 2nd May and would you believe it, we received not one but TWO calls from our son, Peter! The news is that he got out of Libya {thank goodness} and is now in Pakistan of all places, staying with an apparently very nice family in a place called Abbottabad of all places. It sounds like a made-up name to us, but Peter whispered it is a true place and he had to whisper as the old gentleman he is staying with doesn't like anyone using mobile phones in his house. It must be their culture out there. We will Goggle 'Abbottabad' when we get the chance and find out what it's like there {unless any of our so-called 'followers' beat us to it}.

Anyway, Peter didn't stay on the line long, but did wish his Dad a happy birthday, which made his day.

Later on, just as we were settling down to our Bank Holiday Monday viewing, the phone went again and it was Peter again, this time shouting, with all fireworks going off in the background. We suppose they were still celebrating the Royal Wedding in their way. We couldn't hear quite what Peter was saying, but were fairly pleased that he had rung again, even though he had nearly disturbed our Bank Holiday Monday viewing. Some people have said that we don't really like our son Peter, and in some ways, they may be right, but really and truly a parent's love can never die, even for a child who has at times been so inconsiderate and spiteful to his parents like Peter has to us.