I started my pottery evemong* class tonight.

I went to Tescos en route, the ****ers run out of taramasalata!

What are your tales? Run out of artisan coffee beans? Broken grinder?

* a typo left in

I couldn’t decide whether to take the Audi A3or the VW T5 this morning.

You go to Tesco?

I’ve shown this to my butler. He says you’re all common

I’m doing my own tax returns.

I know

Yeah? Well I’ve just been out on my steel singlespeed, had couscous for tea pour dejeuner* and am going to a sustainability steering group tomorrow. POW!

*Happy now you’ve smashed all my dreams and aspirations to tiny little shards of shit you heartless monster?

You have an evening meal called tea?

You’re not middle class.

Yeah, but I bet you’ve not been to any Spanish coffee shops recently, eh?

Aldi home delivery booked

I popped into waitrose for my free coffee again on the way home tonight…

And I’ve missed Booths so I can’t even go and get a huge bag of lentil chips to gorge on in self pity.

Tesco 😆

I called in at Marks and Spencer to get tonight’s food.

Nobody middle class shops at Tesco or has an Audi (unless it’s an immaculate 1980s model)..

We have four ex-racehorses, the OH has lessons with the #2 ranked eventer globally, and both of our dogs are fed exclusively on raw diet. Oh, and our most common evening meal is either something involving sweet potato and quinoa, or something in red wine from the slow cooker. And the cars are a VW diesel estate and a battered high-end 4×4 for horsey duties. So 😛

Am still on 26″ wheels though..

In the post today I got my National Trust cards and my John Lewis account bill.
Beat that!

thestabiliser wins it – you’re not truly middle class until your grocery shopping comes from Booths.

Which, naturally, mine does.

I tried as I had lentils for supper with a yoghurt and cucumber accompaniment.

However since it was accompanied by scotch egg, pork pie and Mexicana cheese I am clearly a revolting oik.

My excuse working late

I’m middle class; I’d pretty much always get out of the shower to use the toilet

(unless I knew it was going to be runny, obvz)

I hate (more ‘scared of’) Corbyn & Trump & seriously can’t fooking stand Cameron & his shitty crew.
Where do I stand?

Isn’t Booths in the North, though?

Dejeuner is dinner not tea so instant fail

Running low on almond butter and chia seeds so tonight I made only a small batch of protein bars.

CFH – Yeah, it’s like fortnums but you can buy racing pigeons and spinning jennies in there

your mum’s more middle class than I am

CFH – Yeah, it’s like fortnums but you can buy racing pigeons and spinning jennies in there

😆

Pfft.
Holidays this year:
1. Visited goddaughter working on an organic farm.

2. Rented a cottage in Yorkshire Dales with a teacher and two doctors, (one of whom owns a Barbour AND a wine safe).
They own a breadmaker(Panasonic), a sprocker and a pointer and they both do triathlons.
One of which was in Chorlton.

I know my place, which is to introduce them to things they refer to as ‘quaint’.
Such as mudguards and not arguing in public.

I enjoy listening to Late Junction on R3 whilst drinking malt whisky and chewing on M+S Medjool dates (as i am at the moment) – good selection of tunes t’night so far by Nick Luscombe but i have a preference for Verity Sharps programming.

I’ve shown this to my butler. He says you’re all common

surely your butler pre-reads your daily reading material and would have filtered out such piffle as this?

Good memory aracer!

I used to live in a converted barn in the lakes with an aga, shop at sainsbury only when I couldn’t get to booths, choose my wine by more than country or origin only eat in the better local pubs and preferred to cook from scratch.

These days I live in a shared house, have a shared office shop where ever is open but I’m off whisky tasting later in the month with 500 quid bottles, just been to a mad art/music gig in a disused office building and ride my bikes to work. I think I’m mostly just confused.

CFH – Yeah, it’s like fortnums but you can buy racing pigeons and spinning jennies in there

Their new season flat caps and whippets are simply to die for, dahhhhhling!

😆

People like you do your own shopping?

I’m not, but I do like to try and pretend. Which might actually be worse

And just for clarification. The only middle class people in the north are those in their weekend bolt holes!

piemonster – Member
And just for clarification. The only middle class people in the north are those in their weekend bolt holes!

I think by the north you mean the industrial wastelands just above the midlands, it get’s much nicer once you get past that into the Dales, Durham, Cumbria and Northumberland and up into the borders.

That’s where the bolt holes are.

I guess you never got to meet the locals then…

I’ll be taking the labrador out for a walk later. Might wear a hat.

it get’s much nicer once you get past that into the Dales, Durham, Cumbria and Northumberland and up into the borders

I’m glad you said Durham and not County Durham.

I’m enjoying my meusli and pondering the condition of the paintwork on the timber conservatory.

Sitting in my M&S knickers and typing on a macbook air, while waiting for my nan bread and hummus to reach the ambient room temperature. My cats are eating pan fried steak and my snakes are munching on quails.