22 April 2003 22:56 [link]
grilling
I barbecued for the first time tonight. Truly I have come of age. Now I am a Man, my son.
We finally got a key to the back garden, so we went to Tesco and bought a small barbecue and some charcoal. Never mind about hay: make steak while the sun shines.
It's such a manly ritual. Pile the charcoal, set it on fire - no firelighters, please, and no lighter fuel or petrol either - and then prod it a bit.
Cough in the smoke (I inadvertently got the easy-light stuff, which is covered in some vile substance which produces more smoke than is desirable). Apologise to the neighbour who left his washing out. (The apology is not heartfelt: this is the neighbour who plays bongos at all hours of the day.)
Fetch the steaks, baste them and pop them on the grill. Wait a while, before deciding that more charcoal is necessary. Cough in the resulting smoke. Fetch the airbed's foot pump, and use it as bellows.
We had our steaks with grilled mushrooms and pesto, corn on the cob and salad. I can highly recommend it.
Of course we've now jinxed the weather....
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22 April 2003 13:42 [link]
if...
I haven't heard "If..." by the Bluetones for many a year, but the words came back automatically, and with them memories of lying in the garden in the summer sun.
All together, now: "If you get out, before September..."
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