Day 229: More Kitchen Escapades

I've been on a bit of a roll with the cooking over the last few days. Tonight Belinda was off getting her hair done so I was on dinner duties again, Belinda suggested I used the mince we had in the fridge to make a cottage pie with the instructions of 'just make a savoury mince and put in some worcestershire sauce because that always tastes good in cottage pie'. I can't remember exactly what I put in there, or the quantities, so I doubt I'll ever be able to recreate this dish exactly which is a bit of a shame because I thought it tasted pretty good.

I was home sick today and because I slept until after lunch time I didn't really have the opportunity to take a photo, to I had to combine my kitchen escapades with my blog-ography (I just made that up, feel free to use it). I'll try to avoid having 3 entries in a row of antics in the kitchen again, sorry about that.

Day 32: Bikers Can't Read

I ducked across the road today to grab a pie from the Harley Davidson shop in Fyshwick, their Beef & Red Wine Pie really is worth crossing the road for.

As I hopped out of the car I noticed this little scene and had a chuckle. Just read the small sign above the bike in the middle and you'll understand. The funnier thing is that these aren't illiterate customers bikes, they've been put on display by the very shop that put the sign up and painted the lines in their parking area.

I'm always up for ridiculing those who ride in the 'Child Birthing Position' so it got me thinking maybe this was intentional... maybe it ties in with the whole bad boy image that comes free when you buy a Harley... maybe the shop staff are rebelling against the owners rules in an attempt to show that they have little regard for 'The Man' (even if the 'The Man' they're rebelling against pays their wages)... maybe swinging your leg over a Harley really does decrease your IQ in direct proportion to the increase in antisocial behaviour.

Whatever the reason, it made my lunch break just that little more enjoyable.