People constantly bring goodies from their holidays into our kitchen at work, for everyone to enjoy, and to show off the fact they've been on holiday, and not in our damned office. Today, someone brought in nougat and biscuits.
When I went this afternoon to try my first bit of nougat, someone walked into the kitchen just as I was about to put a piece in my mouth, and said "You know the first place that's going to don't you? Straight to your hips".
Humph... I know I'm carrying a little bit of holiday weight, but honestly...
Charismaticallly Mega Faun-ing all over the place
About Me
- Trying to "Panda"
- London, United Kingdom
- What that "Trying to Panda" means: "Panda" has become a synonym for pander, which is what I have to remember to try and do, rather than just tell people to shut up. Where: London Why: Doing my Aussie tour of duty back in 2001, meant that I left Sydney to live in London for a year. One year has now turned in to almost 5 1/2, residency and hopefully the percurement of British nationality, so that I can now go travelling around Europe without the need of those pesky visas (even if they do look oh so pretty in my passport). I like: marmite, chillies (fresh, dried, or in a jar with vinegar), french (the language), nutella on white bread (with no butter), East Enders, trying to burn past other cyclists when I ride home from work. I don't like: vegemite, losing, and having cyclists burn past me when I ride home from work. I always feel paranoid about something.
4 comments:
was that a dr d comment?
tm
Surprisingly not!
How annoying. I like to believe that those sort of comments say more about the giver than the receiver, so usually respond with "And your point would be....?", with raised eyebrows and upward vocal inflection. Hope you enjoyed the nougat, anyway.
BTW, I have been reading your blog through CelloBloggers. It's nice to make your acquaintance.
Hi Gottagopractice.
I didn't even know that I was on CelloBloggers! Thanks for the visit!
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