tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5661949848684665225.post6260574740268739784..comments2023-09-27T03:01:27.799+01:00Comments on Will's lung transplant blog: No news to speak of at allWill Cramerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14508088975549500412noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5661949848684665225.post-10901601324234252012009-09-03T22:13:59.449+01:002009-09-03T22:13:59.449+01:00Happy Birthday for tomorrow...may all your dearest...Happy Birthday for tomorrow...may all your dearest wishes come true. Helen xHelga68https://www.blogger.com/profile/08493624618001258510noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5661949848684665225.post-77049732119620840402009-08-26T13:15:03.170+01:002009-08-26T13:15:03.170+01:00I'm still trying to work out what an "eco...I'm still trying to work out what an "economical cut and come again cake" is. Am I the only one?!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5661949848684665225.post-75073840540465733852009-08-24T21:42:59.784+01:002009-08-24T21:42:59.784+01:00I remember it well. I think you managed to salvage...I remember it well. I think you managed to salvage most of it by scraping it up off the floor. As for the Muller, now that was truly outrageous - I really can't think of anything more annoying - you get all geared up to eat a fruit corner, and then there's no sodding fruit. Not even a trace. Of cause it's only because of the other corner that one doesn't notice when one picks it up, weight-wise. I reckon Muller split the fruit from the yoghurt for this very purpose of deception.David Griffithshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16617125546974547526noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5661949848684665225.post-9696399127108291742009-08-24T15:34:24.630+01:002009-08-24T15:34:24.630+01:00Somehow I never imagined you making a cake Nick, b...Somehow I never imagined you making a cake Nick, but it is good to find this de-tinning move is not just my problem. Cake tastes fine - just had some at work with a nice cup of tea...mmm<br /><br />And Dave, I simply don't remember throwing 'stiry' on your carpet. All I ever remember is you being so annoyed with the Muller fruit corner that came without fruit that you ate it - an act of retribution if ever there was one...Will Cramerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14508088975549500412noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5661949848684665225.post-86907084989650810092009-08-23T22:18:37.363+01:002009-08-23T22:18:37.363+01:00I have to say, I routinely have the same problem w...I have to say, I routinely have the same problem whenever I use a cake tin. Call me an idiot, but there is almost invariably some degree of burning as oven-hot parts of the tin slide down my arm, and a corresponding amount of cake throwing onto the nearest surface. The damage to the cake depends on the distance to the surface, I find. So don't worry about it, Will - it's perfectly normal. (Or, alternatively, maybe both of us should be banned from kitchens...)Nick Southnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5661949848684665225.post-2981282693294458172009-08-23T20:52:59.118+01:002009-08-23T20:52:59.118+01:00That reminds me of an incident at Cambridge Uni. W...That reminds me of an incident at Cambridge Uni. Will and I would sometimes cook a sweet and sour stirfry to eat together, complete with essential ingredient bean sprouts. One time, while I was finishing dishing up mine, with Will on his way into my room, I heard a crash and a yelp, and on entering my room with my meal in my hand, I was presented with the site of Will's spread across my carpet, plate upsidedown, and Will looking at the whole mess with longing and hungry eyes. Seems nothing changes.David Griffithshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16617125546974547526noreply@blogger.com