Tag Archives: cake
on having and eating cake…
A very depressing aphorism suggests that one cannot have one’s cake and eat it which seems contradictory to me as the sole chance of eating one’s cake is indeed to have it, if only for that short time until it has … Continue reading
a question of taste….
Ronald Searle’s “Molesworth” books, of which I was a devotee when at prep school, often featured, among their wildly stylised illustrations, an image of what appeared to be a solid speckled cake like wedge, known as “seed cake”, and which … Continue reading
Just William…
Pears can be tricky, of that there is little doubt. There are times when they can just fuck off -https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LVTDwq2q3Ak – but that time was not this afternoon. The pear on my plate, by the name of William, could not have … Continue reading
’tis the season that dare not speak its name ….
Cake and chocolate are two “C” words that have not, as yet, been proscribed. Christmas and cunt have been. Creating forbidden fruit has never succeeded in producing an aversion in those to whom the fruit are irresistible. Words of all kinds are irresistible … Continue reading
The drizzle, it drizzleth every day …..
The time has come for the fire to be lit in the daylight hours rather than at dusk. I use the term “daylight” loosely as “daygrey” would be more pertinent, both in luminance and mood. This is cake weather, where cake … Continue reading
Sugar in the morning, sugar in the evening, sugar at suppertime…
Fall is a time when I need to pick myself up from the lazy carpet of summer on which I have been laying, ripening with age, for far too long this year. Long sunny days of rustic torpor are not conducive to … Continue reading
Who called the cook a cunt?
Which knotty question is traditionally answered with the pithy response of: ” Who called the cunt a cook?”. The first time that I encountered that profane but apposite riddle was whilst making a television commercial for Nescafe in Athens in 1971APC (Ante Political Correctness) … Continue reading
Jam today…
I have met a lot of bankers in my time and most of the meetings were uncomfortable….for me. The main thrust of these meetings was to convince them of the imminent arrival of funds and, with that in mind, the … Continue reading
Cake magic brings out the currant bun……
Yesterday, having fallen under the spell of rain and dullness, it became clear to me that I needed to exorcise the grey that had surreptitiously laid cataracts over the sun’s eyes and so, lacking bell, book and candle, I heeded my voices … Continue reading
I’ll be yours in buttons and bows…..
I had a favourite aunt who was firm in the belief that men put on dresses when they wanted to appear really important, and it appears that the clergy are keen followers of my aunt’s views. The Ku Klux Klan … Continue reading