cut the crap (4)...

Dear Diablog,
What with all that happened last week you may have noticed a certain silence from me!
Be honest, were the other two of any interest at all - naaaaah! Same 'ol same ol' - added to which Engine Room has the cheek to suggest the DJ Extraordinaire - that's moi - knows little about music old or modern! Hah - what does he know? And as for the 'other person' - Meatloaf, are you sure! How me - I am slim, virile and very very desireable.

I assure you - music (as in the real stuff) will resound in your ears again before too long.

But, diablog reader, to the latest soapbox - food!

Amongst other things, I have just been awarded the soubriquet of being the ' Jeremy Clarkson of food '!
How proud of this am I!!!!

And how did I earn this...




... by innocently 'commenting' that the only way to make decent porridge is to use salt (only a soupcon) and then eat it heavily doused with double cream.

Anyone would think I had assassinated the Pope (whoever she is)!

Can any one convince me that the fat content of skimmed milk (1%) to that of modern 'full cream' (4%) via semi skimmed (2.5%) is going to make any real difference to my sojourn on this planet.
I suggest that 'fully skimmed' is a plot by the paint industry to dispose of all the 'water based' emulsion paint effluent one gets when washing out brushes and rollers.

It would also appear that eating roast chicken skin, bacon with rind, butter, the fat with salt beef (which I think over the pond is 'pastrami' - help ER), foi gras, rillettes, butter, grilled pork chop fat, chocolate melt (with cream), ice cream (with cream), cheesecake (with cream), oat cluster cereal (with cream), more butter, cheese (must be full fat - brie, camenbert, cheddar, gorgonzola - or more to my taste - dolce latte (thick and creamy) on butter biscuits with butter as well - may be not a good idea.
Ooer - I think I have just had an organism!

Why not? I like it - is this not a good enough reason? It tastes good - still not good enough? It's my life, I live it and pay for it, so I make all the big decisions round here.

Who gives a monkey's about cholesterol, something's got to get me in the end so I might as well enjoy life while I'm here.

However - I'll tell you who.

The sad touchy feely bastards who have decided a) that I can't smoke where/when I want  b) can't eat what I want  c) can't read what I want  d) can't drink what/when I want  e) can't say what I want  f) are convinced that all men are paedophiles/rapists and  g) are desperate for me to save the planet (more later!), support minorities I don't care for, give money to others in my name who I care even less for, need to fund Counsellers and that I should 'be caring' - oh Pete, what have you and your friends saddled us with.

And all 'cos it might be bad for me and costs the Health Service the money I paid in in Tobacco tax, Income tax, National Insurance, Keep the Grauniad Going Tax, Let that Nice Mr. Blair Have a War Tax, Pay for Nutters Tax, Have a Social Conscience Tax, Bah!

What the hell do they know - f**k all!!!!

Diablog, I shall revert to my bean burger with alfalfa and conscientious clean living moralistic lefty high ground with socks, sandals and sackcloth - for one moment there I almost became fallible, even worse, human - maybe, god forbid, a hedonist!

Glynsky