Merry Christmas to all those who still frequent this sadly diminished, previously much loved social space. It would be heartening if there is a stay of execution but I've learnt to live with disappointment. Seasons greetings.
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Merry Christmas to all those who still frequent this sadly diminished, previously much loved social space. It would be heartening if there is a stay of execution but I've learnt to live with disappointment. Seasons greetings.
We're still here wheeze, the executioner has been waylaid. Slainte!
I don't think they have sent out an executioner; they have just dropped it into an oubliette.
Happy Christmas to all the forumites who haven't migrated over to Discord yet.
Call me old fashioned, or just stuck in my ways. But despite the very welcome efforts of Travs with Discord and the obvious always on and visual feast offered by Bookface, this ere Forum is still my preferred way to interface with the world of fellrunning. It just seems to suit.
But then, I cannot visualise and compare events in Metric. I need good old fashioned feet and miles to appreciate how tough something might be.
The world moves on. However, I note the Studmarks site is championing a return to Walshes.....listening to people moaning about modern shoes makes me reflect that maybe ol' Norman was onto something!😀
I can't fault the grip on the new Mudtalon, but to me there are better racing shoes out there (even in the Inov8 range itself, although i'll likely go back to VJ or Adidas next)
Need to confess I haven't bought a pair, mainly out of spite for the fat cat accountants working at inov8. However, I've always been sceptical of shoes with flat faced lugs rather than pointed studs, ever since the rude epiphanical awakening I got descending lingmell in roclites. I feel it was a transactional/financial decision to drop talons and mudclaws from the range, I can't see it being any other way. Inov8s target market is very heavily influenced and populated by obstacle course racers these days, and pointed studs are crap on wooden bars and wear faster.
A belated Christmas greetings to all.
A strange one here at Molehill Towers, just the 2 of us sat round the bonfire swigging bubbly and watching the afternoon light fade - put much of the world to rights in a relatively short time. After dark, inside for a wagyu steak and decent bottle of red, plus a revisit to Barry Island where we spent an afternoon this summer 👍.
In truth, family arrive tomorrow and our unofficial Christmas Day is Saturday (not even opened our presents yet). Remind me to get out goose out the freezer tomorrow or I shall be in serious trouble.
Is the goose thawing out nicely Moley?
Goose eh, these steam bunny lot are living like lords.
I don't eat meat anymore, but when I did, goose was my favourite. As for its price if not home reared, the obvious comparison is turkey, which I found dull and pointless, so overpriced at any price.
Goose is one hell of a price, but only when you have reared them you realise why, though there are cheaper ‘commercial’ reared ones, many from Europe.
Gladys (mother goose) starts to lay on Valentine Day and 10 months of care later (protecting from assorted predators plus feeding) we hope to have some for the freezer. It is a labour of love but worth it - from egg to plate - or something like that!
Like Mike T, I no longer eat meat but when I did, I never had goose. Turkey was all about the prep. A lot of butter, bacon and stuffing needed to render anything vaguely palatable. Never had Waygu beef neither. Life is clearly high on the hog in Mole Towers!
I do hope the errant pub goers got back before T'missus lost the proverbial rag!
We had our unofficial Christmas day on the 21st as that was the only time children and respective partners could make it.
A 3 bird affair - turkey, duck and chicken - as there's not one they all like. All the trimmings, stuffing etc. Christmas pudding and sticky toffee pudding to finish.
Friday before was an Indian buffet as is our way. Largely a vegetarian spread but (even though I say it myself) my lamb bhuna is devine and always gets a trot out on such an occasion.
Christmas day lunch was a haunch of venison with just the 3 of us. When I say lunch it was rather delayed due to my mother's aged take on timings and so we didn't actually eat until gone 6. A lovely meal though with a little left over for boxing day sandwiches