Is there a doctor in the tank?

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) ┬áThe 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

Cakes

I need to get a new posting up on the site. Despite writing like the original grumpy old man I somehow seem to have acquired a decent audience amongst female readers and if I do a football posting, like the last one, my visitor numbers dip alarmingly. It’s a shame because I’m a passionate footie fan but clearly the views of ex-pro pundits and on dedicated football sites are far more interesting. Fair enough so it’s back to metrosexual subjects and today’s is baking. Ooh controversial. Continue reading