tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35009574.post4215206829355003675..comments2023-10-24T14:51:45.756+02:00Comments on Bloggertropolis: When I Am Brown Bread...Stevehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02133900289384226725noreply@blogger.comBlogger51125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35009574.post-26779897027405601242011-02-25T19:42:22.999+01:002011-02-25T19:42:22.999+01:00Trish: nope; your name is already on the list. ;-)...Trish: nope; your name is already on the list. ;-)Stevehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02133900289384226725noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35009574.post-24572603290856868392011-02-25T17:40:35.004+01:002011-02-25T17:40:35.004+01:00I think my "happy coat" may well get an ...I think my "happy coat" may well get an airing at a funeral after all. Thank you, dear friend. Do I need to RSVP?Trishhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00119443727504215312noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35009574.post-12334589222992560752011-02-22T11:35:22.548+01:002011-02-22T11:35:22.548+01:00Anonymous: I think there might be a mistake with y...Anonymous: I think there might be a mistake with your binary.Stevehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02133900289384226725noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35009574.post-62391965397159448722011-02-21T21:49:55.850+01:002011-02-21T21:49:55.850+01:00thanks for this nice post 111213thanks for this nice post 111213Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35009574.post-84990196268156546002011-02-21T19:56:17.784+01:002011-02-21T19:56:17.784+01:00Mark: I won't. Not a damn. Let them eat botox....Mark: I won't. Not a damn. Let them eat botox.Stevehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02133900289384226725noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35009574.post-2725047493009732712011-02-21T19:28:25.458+01:002011-02-21T19:28:25.458+01:00All those mourners in short skirts - won't the...All those mourners in short skirts - won't they be bit old by then? Assuming that is you live to the allotted three score and ten.<br /><br />Maybe by then you wont care - actually , you won't will you?The bike shedhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05195882998271591934noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35009574.post-52373958924638854122011-02-21T13:27:54.328+01:002011-02-21T13:27:54.328+01:00Phil: are you sure that chocolate milk was chocola...Phil: are you sure that chocolate milk was chocolate milk? Did it taste a bit nutty? Just sayin'...! ;-)Stevehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02133900289384226725noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35009574.post-31928940131953499102011-02-21T10:52:44.591+01:002011-02-21T10:52:44.591+01:00Ha Ha Ha! Know the feeling well. Whot us social t...Ha Ha Ha! Know the feeling well. Whot us social toy boy’s have to do to keep up the pretences eh.<br /><br />And I still cherish fondly childhood memories of running away to visit one of my old Nanny’s on the Mecca side of London – sitting up that side alley, outside her brothel, eating great big slabs of du pain blanc smothered in piles of salty beef dripping. Then we’d go and help ourselves to bottles of chocolate milk off the back of the milkman’s horse and cart, to wash it all down with. Mmmmmm…<br /><br />Sheer Bliss.Bish Bosh Bashhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01311092711040714994noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35009574.post-73533139518985626792011-02-21T10:28:36.098+01:002011-02-21T10:28:36.098+01:00Phil: to be honest I'm at my happiest when I&#...Phil: to be honest I'm at my happiest when I'm up to my back-teeth in a nice roast chicken with all the trimming or egg, chips and beans. Loads of ketchup and fatty bread on the side... lovely. I only go for the gourmet stuff when I'm shagging Royalty.Stevehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02133900289384226725noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35009574.post-48008286136863621262011-02-21T10:09:16.121+01:002011-02-21T10:09:16.121+01:00Mmmmm yummy…’holly leaf & badger toe soufflé’...Mmmmm yummy…’holly leaf & badger toe soufflé’. The good old reliable ones are the best. Proppa grub of the earth, that. Nothing like the taste of a bit of sous-vide’d badger toe to liven up your foie gras burgers and oven baked beaks is there. Soul food.<br /><br />Takes me back to my childhood. Mother always kept a few bags of badger toes in the freezer, in case our cooks didn’t have time to cook us something more substantial. <br /><br />Never took you for a meat and two veg type Steve? Always thought you’d be one of those ‘fancy food’ goremays. <br /><br />I’m a good old fashioned plume of feathers smoked chicken nuggets man me. And if they’re not served boiled, in Krug, I get really stroppy.<br /><br />See…I can be ignorant when I really want to be can't I.Bish Bosh Bashhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01311092711040714994noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35009574.post-57496201877257493862011-02-21T08:34:41.944+01:002011-02-21T08:34:41.944+01:00Amanda: thank you for your offer of a spit roast -...Amanda: thank you for your offer of a spit roast - that made me smile - and the plastic Viking helmet would be a good back-up should a real one be unavailable. As for Heston... hmm... not sure that snail yoghurt and holly leaf & badger toe souffle will really go with roast hog...Stevehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02133900289384226725noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35009574.post-61701179332584167132011-02-21T03:32:03.587+01:002011-02-21T03:32:03.587+01:00Actually, I think you should have Heston Blumentha...Actually, I think you should have Heston Blumenthal as your chief caterer up there (we can manage fine down here, seen his Telly show...) and I'm sure he will have some fabulous conCOCKtion for your erstwhile mourners.The Sagittarianhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05513045101496737031noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35009574.post-39112772672458291282011-02-21T03:22:44.451+01:002011-02-21T03:22:44.451+01:00The Stud and I actually own a spit roast machine s...The Stud and I actually own a spit roast machine so happy to chip in with it, we have our own Avon river here so we could organise the Southern hemisphere Steve Blake memorial bash? I can see it now...Spit Upon Avon in Memory of Steve Blake (or something like that...) and I have a plastic Viking Helmet left over from the girls night out, I knew it would get used again!!The Sagittarianhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05513045101496737031noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35009574.post-55283229721161606072011-02-20T21:41:47.526+01:002011-02-20T21:41:47.526+01:00Löst Jimmy: I have you down as mourner's assis...Löst Jimmy: I have you down as mourner's assistant. I can now rest easy knowing they'll all be in good hands.Stevehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02133900289384226725noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35009574.post-49978018520529411202011-02-20T20:36:41.057+01:002011-02-20T20:36:41.057+01:00Now that's what I call a do, I'd do my bes...Now that's what I call a do, I'd do my best to attend - to mourn your passing and to assist the mourning troupe of ladies naturallyLöst Jimmyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09907139441842698894noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35009574.post-46193567864649174632011-02-20T20:01:06.443+01:002011-02-20T20:01:06.443+01:00LCM: I find megalomania so amateurish...LCM: I find megalomania so amateurish...Stevehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02133900289384226725noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35009574.post-2149729531422248122011-02-20T18:24:43.572+01:002011-02-20T18:24:43.572+01:00Nothing too OTT then, that's good.
For a momen...Nothing too OTT then, that's good.<br />For a moment I thought you had given in to megalomania.<br /><br />How silly of me.<br /><br />LCM xLondon City (mum)https://www.blogger.com/profile/13700717302832203631noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35009574.post-25349346924721815762011-02-20T12:45:58.904+01:002011-02-20T12:45:58.904+01:00Simponslover: it's you again, isn't it? I ...Simponslover: it's <i>you</i> again, isn't it? I didn't suss it the first time but I have now. You can build my Lego statue with pleasure. Make it big, make i proud and make it multicoloured.Stevehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02133900289384226725noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35009574.post-57826401184797338352011-02-20T11:35:48.433+01:002011-02-20T11:35:48.433+01:00Geez, that Simpsonslover is so callous.... And dam...Geez, that Simpsonslover is so callous.... And damned annoying (STUPID old log-ins doing as they please).<br /><br />I want you to hang around til at least after I go please, Steve. Whose blog would entertain me as much as yours if you were set to sea in a viking boat? So all these grand arrangements will just have to remain under official lock and key, I'm afraid. Although, I wouldn't mind being on the team getting stuck into that Lego monument. Awesome idea, bring some colour to the city too, eh?Simpsonsloverhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04178762191024801508noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35009574.post-6386262968559502122011-02-19T23:35:25.514+01:002011-02-19T23:35:25.514+01:00Wylye Girl: I invite you to my funeral extravaganz...Wylye Girl: I invite you to my funeral extravaganza and you demand a cardboard otter?! What kind of gig do you think this is?!<br /><br />Simpsonslover: I had no idea my continued existence was so inconvenient to quite so many people. It'll give my remaining years quite a bit of zing.Stevehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02133900289384226725noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35009574.post-24000238532063141322011-02-19T20:58:32.319+01:002011-02-19T20:58:32.319+01:00Kellogsville, you and me both. Steve please don...Kellogsville, you and me both. Steve please don't let this detox I'm doing go to waste, I'm suddenly able to fit into everything and I don't know how long it's going to last and your dress code is quite strict and formal. There's a pal.Simpsonsloverhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04178762191024801508noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35009574.post-14540450204064088272011-02-19T20:31:57.855+01:002011-02-19T20:31:57.855+01:00I did a field archery weekend once - you know, whe...I did a field archery weekend once - you know, where you run around firing off arrows at polystyrene badgers and deer. Can I be Chief Archer please? Please? If you can just arrange for a cardboard cutout of an otter (or Stephen Hester for that matter) to be attached to your pyre I'm sure my aim will be true.... oh, and I'll need a left handed bow because I'm shite with a right-handed one. Deal?Wylye Girlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03513714783299643621noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35009574.post-23890363846694652652011-02-19T19:07:09.885+01:002011-02-19T19:07:09.885+01:00Kelloggsville: you're plainly working to a tig...Kelloggsville: you're plainly working to a tight schedule. I'll see what I can do.Stevehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02133900289384226725noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35009574.post-4842213131522054812011-02-19T18:56:09.188+01:002011-02-19T18:56:09.188+01:00It all sounds like great fun. Can you arrange for...It all sounds like great fun. Can you arrange for it to happen sooner rather than later? I've not had the opportunity to wear my little black dress in ages. I've been practising my arrow aim all day and hubby is only bleeding slightly profusely :0)AGuidingLifehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05823333742737762759noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35009574.post-34741230764073715442011-02-19T18:00:42.704+01:002011-02-19T18:00:42.704+01:00Val: ah to be buried in a hemp weave eco muffin......Val: ah to be buried in a hemp weave eco muffin... that would truly be a great way to go. Good point regarding the ages of my mourners... hence my crack about scientists cracking the aging gene. Let's keep 'em young and beautiful. At least until after my wake. <br /><br />Phil: the women may be more plastic than flesh by then, I admit, but I quite fancy being attended on by a bionic Keeley Hawes. Your predictions about global flooding might be true but that just means shipbuilders will be more widely available and hopefully a little cheaper making my long boat dream all the more achievable.<br /><br />Marginalia: I am indeed off bacon but I wouldn't dream of denying it to my brethren. Plus the smell of bacon will mask the smell of beef as I go up with a blue flame. <br /><br />Libby: that's nice to know. I shall make sure you have frontrow so you cop a good eyeful of the fireworks and shenanigans.Stevehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02133900289384226725noreply@blogger.com