In Hoose Entertainment

So a quick update on the weekend.

Saturday was a nice relaxing day spent listening to the footie, shopping and the like. At one point bowling was mooted but it didn’t work out in the end (I REALLY want to go bowling at some point … who’d be up for that?) so Rosy and I decided to pop down to the cinema.

We watched “Wolf Creek” and all I can say is “Don’t Go There” either to the place or the film. It’s quite brutal, but not in a “Texas Chainsaw Massacre” way, it is just not a very nice film (and this is from someone who tends to like horror films, and all that).

About half way through quite a few people left, and I don’t blame them. It wasn’t a very enjoyable saturday night experience, but I suppose some people will like it and the film itself is not without merit.

Besides that, went home watched some crap (*not* literally) and fell asleep.

Sunday rolled around and I was up early to tidy the house with the able assistance of rosy. It took a little longer than expected and I missed the first 20 mins or so of the Liverpool v Man Utd game which was Not. Very. Good. (at least it ended 0-0!)

At half time I put the roast on.

two and a half hours of cooking, sweating, peeling, slicing, boiling, stirring and hospitality later and it was ready.

I served up:

Roast Pork (6 lb’s)
mashed carrot \ swede
yorkshire pud
sage & onion stuffing
Honey glazed roasted parsnips
Seseme Roast Tatties
buttered carrot
broccoli
boiled tatties
buttered green beans
Partly roast onions in pork sauce
Courgette
Gravy

I think that’s it.

It was lovely.

People enjoying the feast were: Linden, Rosy, Adrian, Emma and myself.

We ended up sticking the radio on and listening whilst eating and drinking. Adrian and Emma had to leave fairly early, and the rest of us couldn’t really move due to our earlier gluttony.

Every now and again Someone would get up and we’d have a few beers. Alex joined us for an hour or two making him late for a rugby club dinner (repeatedly calling to say he was at the bus-stop whilst the simpsons was clearly playing in the background was funny )

Luc joined us a bit later - prompting a bit of a jam with myself and Linden. Highlights from this include some cranberries song, ermmm talking random crap (though I can’t remember any of the specifics!) and Linden reading her workbook (something to do with imagination and drama, I think) over the music to the Pixies’ “Where is my Mind” the classic line at the end of one of the verse’s “It’s all in my mind” became the defining moment I think (It’s the defining moment because it’s the one I remember)

We carried on until we’d drunk the entire case we bought yesterday and had moved onto the Leeds Leftovers, around 1am Linden and Luc bade their farewells and climbed aboard a cab whose driver probably didn’t know what he was letting himself in for.

A thoroughly resplendent weekend, I’m sure you’ll agree.