Mr B is affronted

I’m not having a go at binmen or tree cutters but rather the idiots that manage them. I mean, you’re bin collecting and there’s rubbish on the pavement. What do you do? Leave it. Jesus! You’re trimming a public tree and there’s rubbish at the base. What do you do? Leave the rubbish. C’mon, it’s not like they’re out to do a shit job it’s more that they’ve been paid to do a shit job super quick. And that’s it. I can smell the end of civilisation…..

Mr B feels hungry

Saw this sandwich recipe on The Guardian – mmmmmm

I think no one ever said that a sandwich must be made out of inferior ingredients such as the cheap mass produced, flour treatment agent and vegetable fat enriched packed and sliced white, or Hellman’s mayo (the name says it all, it’s the Antichrist ).

My BLT consists of toasted sourdough or rye bread slices (both very untraditional and always hand-cut), a thin layer of smooth peanut butter (absolutely alien to the original concept), the lettuce on hand as long as it’s light green in color or romaine (unorthodox), crispy fried streaky bacon (back bacon’s too dry, but not authentic in the first place), slices of whatever ripe tomato is on hand (forgivable me thinks), then topped with either a dash of Heinz ketchup or Delouis et Fils mayonnaise (simply the best and least adulterated!).

Or try watercress leaves and cooked chicken breast on a layer of butter, you will need nothing more than some chili pepper on it.

Then there’s the grilled cheese and ham sandwich: I use whatever sliced I have (Monterey Jack or Gruyere, though authentically Cheddar would be used; I would go for a real flavorful medium-sharp variety such as Greens of Glastonbury, not the anemic mild stuff.

If that’s too healthy, a fried peanut butter and banana (sliced) sandwich could do the trick. High-carb but heaven. Or the more renowned simple PB & J, but it’s gotta be dark fruit jelly, light just doesn’t add the right type of flavor.

I’m not exactly inventive, am I? LOL! Seriously, I prefer to slightly improve the classics, and add a modern touch rather than go down the fusion route. That sort of stuff bores me very quickly. Flavor overload

Mr B feels that Spring has sprung…

…and what better way to celebrate that seeing that old bitch of Fleet St The Daily Hate Mail getting sued:

http://www.guardian.co.uk/media/2010/mar/11/facebook-daily-mail

Mr B is unwell

The maddening descent of this coming election into a battle of personalities.  In which case why can’t people see that Cameron IS the upper class twit who has as much knowledge of how we live as I do of the House of Lords toilets (which is zero but I bet the hand towels are of ermine)

Mr B is aghast

How horrified to see that according to the BBC Dolphins admit “chi”.  As Ben Goldacre puts it: it’s confirmed that there are indeed monsters under the bed.  Oh the death of journalism is slow but sure as it edges towards banality

Feeling mighty fine indeed

A couple of glasses of nice red and a great Welsh win!

Oh that’s better it is

Took the boys to school today and…..I think spring is happening!!! The trees looked as though they’re budding, felt warmer and greener.  An what can be better that having breakfast with your boy and watching the usual birds feeding in the garden.

Mr B is unwell because of the polar bears

Alarm! Alarm! The hottentots are coming!! Most distressed to read front of The Guardian to see that more and more of the great unwashed (i.e. us) are starting to doubt climate change!!! EEEK!  What is wrong with us?  Do we prefer to believe that it’s all OK?  Guess we do but for what reason?  So we don’t have to what?  Get rid of a car?  Walk more? Be more careful with our rubbish?  Stop pumping out noxious gases?I can understand the motives of business and their media apologists: the media get paid and business can carry on earning money and profit for their institutional shareholders, but how short sighted is that?

I won’t go into the science but to me its’ obvious – whether it happens or whether it doesn’t the alternatives put forward to cope promote a much brighter planet and one I’d far happier walk in  with my family – I’ve breathed in pollution and I ‘d rather not have to do that again.

Mr B is unwell because he needs to vent her spleen

Interesting article in NY Times 21/02/10 put inside The Observer.  It details the high end antics of companies and airlines in their attempt to bespoke and make special for those that have the ability to pay. Seems  to hark back to those pre second world war days when luxury was beyond the scope of any ordinary people.  We then had 60 years of attempted democratisation of luxury and brave attempts to raise living standards.  Now that we are all bankrupt but the rich are even richer companies that the obvious route: fleece those with the money but make them feel good about it.

The media now play an interesting part in this.  Show this high end world as aspirational (as they used to) and they now risk losing their audience.  Or as they do it now and as they did in the 1930′s play it as those odd things that rich people do.  Remember they’re different from us

Mr B is feeling a little better because

it’s so sweet when a six year old son loses his two front teeth