Friday, November 17, 2006

Organic...Yeah right...


First of all I have to apologise to all my friends and family out there who has been emailing me over the last couple of weeks telling me to update my blog…

Honestly I am sorry and secondly if you came and did my DIY for me there would be more time to do my blog…

Mr Nilsson came over to visit with his son and we went to the Jeremy Clarkson and BBC Top Gear sponsored MPH and the Classic Car show at the NEC in Birmingham. This is where the problems started. You see Mr Nilsson is a Peugeot expert and since he persuaded me to buy a hand built Pug 306 Convertible designed by Penafirini for Mrs E he was in charge, and when he decided to look at it and see that it would go through the MOT he found out that it would not. He found that a common error with these cars was a small hole on the exhaust, so being the expert he took out my welding kit. Now I know that most of you would be thinking cheapskate and busman’s holiday…but this was not the case…he loved working on the car whilst his son loved the ride on mower…trust me I am Swedish…what is wrong with that? I am now looking for friends who are plumbers and carpenters…

So whilst all this is going on Mrs E wants me to re-decorate the hall and the dining room…my time in front of the computer has now been drastically reduced to a night time event…

However I did have the time to read the papers and watch the news, between who wants to be a super model and I’m a Celebrity Get Me Out of Here…and eggs come to my mind…

We all remember when Mr Major was shagging Mrs C had a spout with the press that the eggs were contaminated and we ended up with “not going to work on an Egg”…What I find hilarious around this time…not that Edwina had anything to with it…is the fact that it was a scam on ORGANIC eggs…

What can I say…having lived and grown up with vegetables and food stuff which came a few miles from where I was born there was never a question of what you where eating. So why complain now when my eggs are not from my farmer but from a a guy called Pedro in Barcelona? Now some of my friends are insisting that they rather pay twice the price for and egg or chick knowing that the blighter had a good life…and then you killed it??

When I walk the isle at the supermarket I look at the prices and if a cheap anaemic chick, no not a model, the feathered one, looks at me I wont shop…no different from a bar. Does any guys out there know of a man…now remember a said a MAN…who likes and fancies an anaemic bird…who is organic…and does only eat fish…which is not farmed…

I am sorry to be the one to advise to the world that when it says I AM ORGANIC…Don’t believe it…someone wrote it and put it there….it is called marketing.

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