Hi Aldan Welcome! I'm the old lady of the thread. I'm very proud of this self anointed title. What is more I even have the grey hair and saggy knees to support it. The rest are well jealous
Plonky satay is just wrong. This could possibly be down to the addition of garlic and coconut (two very wrong food stuffs), but until I have tried chicken dipped straight into the jar I can't be sure. Now I come to think of it that might not be such a bad idea. Meridian almond gets a look in here as well, but it just doesn't match up to to the peanut version. Too salty for my palate.
Yummy palm oil is bad for three reasons that I can think of. 1. Rain forests. The huge commercial demand for it has resulted in further reduction of rain forests to increase farming land. 2. It is usually hydrogenated, i.e. converted into artery blocking heart attack inducing trans fats. This is a bad thing. Obviously. 3. It converts what is a delicious product into a sticky cloying mass that is best used for gag practice. If you don't believe me eat one spoonful of a palm oil-free peanut butter, such as Meridian, and follow it up with one of something like SunPat. The difference is marked to an obsessive connoisseur such as myself and Mr Slater. There ends the sum of my knowledge of palm oil. Others my add, if they can be ar5ed. I suspect they can't
Eco now that you are a fully refreshed sleep enabled person how's the move going? Any exciting developments? Please tell me you have exciting developments. I am bored and need to be amused.
As for me, it's been another manic day, rushing from A to B, and then A again, with a bit of singing and dancing in between. Somewhere in the middle of all that I did manage to get my back x-rayed. Which was fun. They were v nice at the hospital. They gave me a choice of changing into a standard issue backless gown at the end of a v long corridor and walking down to x-ray past the waiting room, flashing my pants at all and sundry.... or changing in the x-ray room. They appeared to be of the opinion changing in x-ray was the worst deal , and were almost surprised at the alacrity at which I jumped at this option. It's not like my pants aren't nice or anything... but....
Anyway, to cut a long story short although I won't have the results until at the earliest tomorrow I am fairly sure I am not at imminent risk of spinal collapse. It would not reflect well on them if they sent me home and I broke in two messily and decided to sue. I'm gunning for a 'she's being a drama queen madam' diagnosis and I have no more than a minor twinge. Drama queen madam I can deal with. 12 weeks in a brace would be more of a struggle.
Phew, that was long. I obviously don't have enough to do. Well actually I do... I'm just ignoring it.
Stormy hugs. Just because. Hope you're having a lovely day with dd.