tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6529053042626952231.post3144606008908572116..comments2023-10-29T16:01:55.748-07:00Comments on Overheard in Passing: Out Out Damned Appendix!Overheard in Passing...http://www.blogger.com/profile/03382390968339849822noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6529053042626952231.post-75592242287059386042009-06-25T21:10:25.211-07:002009-06-25T21:10:25.211-07:00It's really gratifying that you're beginni...It's really gratifying that you're beginning to realize how truly lovely the English are - not the others so much - but definitely the English. Forget about the extraordinary number of equine women, Mrs Buckets and upper-class twits rolling around the streets; and instead focus on beheadings, cardboard furniture, rat-infested eateries and catapults: the real England that produce the likes of your mum and me. Well me, any way: she had more class.<br />By the way, did the kids know that on this day in 1284 the Pied Piper rid Hamelin of rats?<br /><br />Personally I have always admired British food, especially the chip. I'm reading a book about English food right now called The Land That Thyme Forgot. None of you will really know England until you've sampled: tripe, black pudding, whelks, eel pie and offal which incidentally you can get at Spitalfields. Yes, that is spital. Your Dictionary. com defines spital as a place for lepers. So a spot of offal at Spital might make the medicine go down, to pander to one of your obsessions.<br />Been along the river yet? You'll go past The Merchant Taylors School which may strike a chord with M being where her Dad was educated. Classy place. From there he went on to discover Bammer.<br />Small world isn't it!<br />Love to the kids. Bring me back a couple of pints of Worthingtons if you can, will you? Not much to ask for an old man held captive by amazons these many long years.POTTER'S BLOGhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01435937004420959748noreply@blogger.com