Do you see it? (more…)
The brother offering the opening prayer in my Sunday School class today prayed that the message of the lesson “would guide us here on Earth.” This got me reflecting on Mormon ticks. (more…)
There is a dispute over an excess of badgers by environmentalists who wish them protected and farmers (and ministry officials) who wish their excess numbers to be culled (killed off) to protect cattle in Gloucestershire from badger-borne tuberculosis.
The Wodehousian angle is that there is a practical fat woman with a double last name, Clarissa Dickson Wright, who wishes the culled badgers to be eaten so they don’t go to waste.
‘When I was a teenager most of the pubs in the West Country had badger hams on the bar just like a jamon iberico. And it was delicious. It tasted like young wild boar.
‘Either make a ham or treat it like pork – very lean pork because it’s got no fat on it. Baste it properly and marinade it properly and cook it in a casserole or whatever.’
Bertie? Jeeves? Care to weigh in? What say ye?
His Majesty sometimes has me read history, for my moral improvement. From Ivan’s War: Life and Death in the Red Army, 1939-1945: (more…)