After Twelfth Night

We did not celebrate Twelfth Night in proper form on the 5th of January, but we made up the following day, starting with the capture of the trolley noticed at reference 1. In due course, I made my way around to Manor Green Road where I was able to admire the hole dug by or for Thames Water outside TB. Hopefully it did not disturb operations there. While I wonder this evening whether anyone came and washed down all the cement, in the way that the much smaller stain was washed off our pavement by the cable contractors a few days later, a courtesy which was noticed at the end of reference 2.

The new food operation in what was the kitchen at TB and before that had been the offie, in the days before supermarkets got in on the act and public houses provided beverages for consumption off the premises, in short were offies. I remember now, as a child, often wondering what an off license was, without ever getting around to asking anyone.

Presumably a branch of the people at reference 3, perhaps some spin-off of the people at reference 4. Delivery drivers are often parked up there, but I have failed to connect online to this particular branch. Further inquiries at TB indicated.

Happening to pass the butcher on the way home had the result that, for once in a while, we had a starter. I believe that the scotch eggs are made by some member of the butchers family, and very good they are too. Half of one is quite enough for a starter.

And even then we did not do as much of the chicken as we usually do. Brussels sprouts still in business, as were the parsnips.

Helped along by a spot of (taste the difference) Gewürztraminer, a wine we had a bit of a thing for a few years back. It was good to come back to it - even though I failed to read the label carefully enough to work out exactly where it came from. Still more inquiries to be made. A sample of previous encounters is to be found at reference 5.

Rounded off by stewed plums and dried (but not cooked) peanuts. These last from Sainsbury's, but the plums were not the usual large, dark plums that BH gets from Sainsbury's, rather some rather smaller, pale plums, I think from M&S in Epsom. I had been a bit confused by choice, what with ripe and ready to eat and one thing and other, so settled for these, possibly from Greece, although I am quite unclear how plums from Greece could be eatable in England in January. Whatever the case, they tasted fine.

The business part of the day ended with a bit of work on the jigsaw, completion of which has already been reported at reference 6 - serial ordering of important events having long since broken down. At least the report there agrees with the snap here.

PS: in the margins I learn that M&S do not do much in the way of food online. Just the fancy stuff. Asking their website for plums resulted in clothes and makeup, not plums to eat at all. After which BH told me that the place to look is Ocado, and she turned out to be quite right. There are plums there, but not the ones in question and they say nothing about foreign plums.

References

Reference 1: https://psmv5.blogspot.com/2024/01/trolley-613.html.

Reference 2: https://psmv5.blogspot.com/2024/01/trolley-616.html.

Reference 3: https://steakoutuk.com/.

Reference 4: https://steakout.com/.

Reference 5: https://psmv4.blogspot.com/search?q=Gew%C3%BCrztraminer.

Reference 6: https://psmv5.blogspot.com/2024/01/jigsaw-18-series-3.html.