Earlier this week I was watching the C4 tv programme ‘Very British Problems’ based on the book by Rob Temple. It describes our national tendency for unnecessary apologising, an obsessive interest in correct queuing etiquette and dramatic sighing in the presence of loud teenagers on public transport. I read that it was hilarious – a bit like Grumpy Old Men but with cutting irony so I thought I’d give it a go. Well I nearly laughed…er that’s it.
Well it’s some time since I’ve done a posting; we’re just so busy at the moment. And I’m getting more tired in the evenings these days – and to think I used to do all my blog postings after 10pm! That’s getting older for you. Anyway it’s Bake Off on the tv and whilst I don’t mind the women on the show I just can’t take to a man who clearly spends hours on his appearance and then talks earnestly about pastry-making and fairy cake textures (which I’ve written about before here https://pastapaulie.wordpress.com/wp-admin/post.php?post=6753&action=edit and here https://pastapaulie.wordpress.com/wp-admin/post.php?post=4607&action=edit) The bloke needs to take off his apron and ditch the boyish hair gel and get a job where there are some other men involved. He’s a hairdresser with a bottle of bicarb of soda rather than pair of scissors in his hands. Sorry ladies but he drives me nuts. Continue reading