The young man at the newsagent caught Covid so The Times doesn’t get delivered until lunchtime, when his manager closes the shop and makes the deliveries himself.
I hope you will agree that food porn is harmless. I like this shot because the photographer just had to eat most of the nuts and have a slurp of the red before taking the picture. I like the look of the garlic bread.
Handel was employed for just under two years by the 1st Duke of Chandos at Cannons, his immense Baroque/Palladian pile in Stanmore, Middlesex. Under the Duke’s patronage he composed the Chandos Anthems and “other important works”, says Wikipedia vaguely.
I bring tidings of great joy. Until some twenty years ago DR Harris and Co, est. 1790, chemists and perfumers in St James’s Street, served a pick-me-up to be consumed at the shop counter or to be taken away. Now they have brought it back with a new receipt.
I’m sorry, I just cannot approve of an expedition in pursuit of rare meats and I hope few people want to see rare mammals killed. It’s pursuing animals to extinction.
Don’t think I was ever on “The Bill”, when you have to report to the Head Master for a misdemeanour. Today there are three more Bills – eyes down, get ready to tick them off.
Occasionally you may have heard tell of sumptuous luncheons enjoyed by me in a variety of European locations. In fact “lunch” comes up hundreds of times if you do a search. Some were quite expensive.