tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602861.post701168415730017269..comments2023-10-17T12:05:26.540+01:00Comments on Razor-blade of Life: Just dessertsZhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00822383355869390919noreply@blogger.comBlogger17125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602861.post-21653060349471070272012-06-04T00:39:30.459+01:002012-06-04T00:39:30.459+01:00The picture of Augustus makes me smile.The picture of Augustus makes me smile.luckyzmomhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04176703683321469118noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602861.post-9827827482184358852012-05-31T21:25:26.474+01:002012-05-31T21:25:26.474+01:00Thanks Z - I win the bet!Thanks Z - I win the bet!Roghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09430706557035189147noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602861.post-84419813724782634052012-05-31T21:16:04.215+01:002012-05-31T21:16:04.215+01:00I always got my children's names mixed up, Liz...I always got my children's names mixed up, Liz. I still do, come to that.<br /><br />Very flat, Norfolk, Rog. I remember that he just missed the 4 hours by two or three minutes because a traffic light was against him and then he had to wait because there were a number of cyclists going into the Cathedral Close to register their times all at the same time.<br /><br />There is a difference between a one-off 100 mile ride on fairly flat ground and nearly 4,000 km over three weeks which includes 9 mountain stages. Phil cycles 45 miles a day Monday to Friday and goes for a bike ride for fun on a Sunday morning.Zhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00822383355869390919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602861.post-35194925285313844122012-05-31T20:48:06.102+01:002012-05-31T20:48:06.102+01:00Can you settle an argument between me and my broth...Can you settle an argument between me and my brother? He claims Phil's time couldn't possibly be 4 hours last year as that's the average speed of top professional cyclists in the Tour de France - 25mph.<br />Is it correct and has Phil thought of turning professional?!Roghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09430706557035189147noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602861.post-10893255919978795632012-05-29T21:19:27.977+01:002012-05-29T21:19:27.977+01:00Ooops! Just as well I didn't have any childre...Ooops! Just as well I didn't have any children of my own really, isn't it?!Lizhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10600329429654831610noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602861.post-53931059804105507402012-05-28T21:21:18.121+01:002012-05-28T21:21:18.121+01:00I did take a picture of the remnants of the pavlov...I did take a picture of the remnants of the pavlova, I'll put it up later, adding to Chris's regret. <br /><br />He's the happiest child, John, really quite easy!<br /><br />Yes, Liz, Gus was the one you met, it was Hadrian's birthday so he was out at his other grandparents' house where they were giving him a party.<br /><br />Blogname, Rog darling.Zhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00822383355869390919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602861.post-69193503468666020102012-05-28T20:38:14.959+01:002012-05-28T20:38:14.959+01:00Have I got the babies the wrong way around?Have I got the babies the wrong way around?Lizhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10600329429654831610noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602861.post-34850710878432060772012-05-28T20:20:53.272+01:002012-05-28T20:20:53.272+01:00Who is this Lawrence? I was told he was called Dav...Who is this Lawrence? I was told he was called Dave!Roghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09430706557035189147noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602861.post-36849895748695851192012-05-28T20:16:41.187+01:002012-05-28T20:16:41.187+01:00So many puddings and so little space in the small ...So many puddings and so little space in the small bear tummy.<br /><br />I did find room for a portion of pavlova though and some of that chocolate mousse/trifle with extra chocolate. Mmmmmmmm.<br /><br />It was a shame that we didn't get to meet Augustus on Saturday. Zerlina and Hadrian were adorable though, and not a bit shy.Lizhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10600329429654831610noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602861.post-86413614668219108442012-05-28T17:52:49.089+01:002012-05-28T17:52:49.089+01:00He looks like trouble!!He looks like trouble!!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11346682505354790114noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602861.post-10726442640986665762012-05-28T12:35:40.588+01:002012-05-28T12:35:40.588+01:00I still think that last leftover piece of strawber...I still think that last leftover piece of strawberry meringue that everyone had left, just to be polite, should have been packaged up and sent to Christopher, rather than being given to the hens.Blue Witchhttp://blue-witch.co.uk/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602861.post-79607681162287682442012-05-28T11:22:35.494+01:002012-05-28T11:22:35.494+01:00Bad enough to see photos of the puds without peopl...Bad enough to see photos of the puds without people drooling over them. I'll bet it was great fun and what luck to havesummer weather.<br />Augustus looks a happy little chap.Pathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01529798893653033970noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602861.post-67962062398585417782012-05-28T09:55:59.767+01:002012-05-28T09:55:59.767+01:00It's quite straightforward, the only twist bei...It's quite straightforward, the only twist being a topping of syllabub rather than simply cream. <br /><br />It was lovely to see you and meet Lawrence.Zhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00822383355869390919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602861.post-87867089448737524712012-05-28T09:44:32.520+01:002012-05-28T09:44:32.520+01:00*rubs tummy at thought of the puddings*
I started...*rubs tummy at thought of the puddings*<br /><br />I started with the luscious pavalova and I made the mistake of eyeing up Lawrence's trifle. He promised me pain if I even thought of it.<br /><br />Bearing in mind that hitherto, he has been most generous with sharing his desserts with me including the most ecstatic chocolate and passion fruit macaron; you begin to understand the height of the compliment your trifle received. And rightly so.<br /><br />Lawrence thought the Sage was fascinating and I did frisk him for any china that might have come home with us. :-)Roseshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07469442580348062913noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602861.post-91261491715140315372012-05-28T07:54:45.818+01:002012-05-28T07:54:45.818+01:00Can't rub it in enough, Mig, forgiven (of cour...Can't rub it in enough, Mig, forgiven (of course, poor dear Chris) but not forgotten. The Sage was also sorry to have missed you, he expected to find us all lounging around drinking coffee.<br /><br />The herringbone was the Sage's choice when the room was built, he supervised the laying of each brick. It was 20 years ago, now of course I'd want to build the room myself. <br /><br />I have rarely reached the speed of 20 mph (downhill with a following wind), never mind averaged it.Zhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00822383355869390919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602861.post-7929196771010857872012-05-28T06:42:14.706+01:002012-05-28T06:42:14.706+01:00I love the herringbone Pudding backdrop. And if cy...I love the herringbone Pudding backdrop. And if cycling at 20mph is leisurely I must be virtually comotoseRoghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09430706557035189147noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602861.post-41572860478207130752012-05-27T23:20:17.989+01:002012-05-27T23:20:17.989+01:00The puddings were delicious (just rubbing it in a ...The puddings were delicious (just rubbing it in a bit).<br />And the Sage was wonderful - please tell him I loved the postcards and was sorry to leave without saying goodbye to him.mighttp://letouttoplay.wordpress.com/noreply@blogger.com