Ahh, what a day! – Well woke this morning a little peckish and for some reason I felt like a crumpet, I didn’t look like one I might add, just felt like one. So, discovering none around a quick trip to Tesco’s was in order.
As you do, perusing the shelves, looking around wondering what women lurking in the alleys may be members of this site, I discovered mince on offer – not only was it on offer it was bloody cheap. Hey ho, I couldn’t pass this up, so left the basket lying around, grabbed a trolley and piled into it packet after packet of mince, thinking what a great day I am going to have, in the kitchen all day concocting delectable dishes. Ahh, kitchen, cooking, can’t be done without a drop of red wine so picked up a couple of bottles also.
So there I was heading home, contemplating, lasagne, chilli, burgers spag bog etc etc. all the while with the car doing wheelies due to the half hundredweight of mince in the boot.
Ok, into the kitchen at 10, where to start, ah yes, with the crumpet – errrr bugger, forgot the crumpets, ah well, who needs them, me, I’m eating lasagne tonight mmmmmmmmm
Now, as I said, I had some wonderful ideas about what to cook, thinking that once all done, chuck it all in the freezer and I will have decent meals for weeks to come.
Started browning off some of the packets in the biggest pan I could find, realising that I need to sort chillies, onions, mushrooms et all. I suppose it was at this point that things started to go wrong. Mixing the mince, whilst peeling onions is no mean feat, as the tears started to flow and the knife got blurry I burnt my finger on the pan and sliced into my finger all at the same time – which one to suck first, cold water on the cut, plaster on the burn nah nah, this cant be right – Oh fuck it, the mince is catching on the bottom of the pan – grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
Ok two steps back, I can do this, I can cook so where am I going wrong. Ahhhh, it dawned on me, it must be this multi tasking thing, after all, its not exactly men’s forte.
So I went back to basics and started each meal in turn, looking at my remaining 30 odd packets of mince despondently.
By 1pm, burgers done and chilli simmering I thought it best to crack open the red wine while I started spag bog. Half way through the bottle and I’m thinking whey hey hey, this is damn fine stuff as I turn on the CD, dancing about and doing my Aisley drizzle a bit of this and a bit of that thing. Obviously realizing later that of course, missing out on my crumpet meant that I had not eaten a thing yet.
So, to cut a long story short (if you have got this far) it is now 7:30 at night I am totally knackered and I have a pile of washing up two miles high.
I started to wonder, why oh why did I ever go to Tesco’s today. Oohh and does anyone want any mince – I have about 10 packets left.
So, if you have actually read this far, you probably are wondering why on earth has this daft sod mentioned all this.
Well as I sat here musing – I wondered – has anybody else started something – could be anything at all and half way through think why the hell am I doing this. And if you did think that – what did you do, give up or carry on?
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Sex God
I often wonder why I am doing a task but I never give up as I am far to stuborn for that. I just tend to get bad temperd and angry then whinge about it whilst still patheticaly trying to do it 
Mr Tweeky
Mr Tweeky
Quote by Medic_1
Put it all in a big Pie dish put a crust on top and put it in the oven at Gas Mark 7and pray.
phredd
But Phredd, my oven just aint that big!!
and unless I had a whole of the womens England hockey team popping round, it would get cold before I got half-way through it.
ohh god, i hope we dont start on with jokes on buns and ovens now
Sex God
sounds just like me in the kitchen.
To answer your question, I once purchased a relatively large APC (armoured personnel carrier) with a view to doing it up for resale.
The morning after it arrived I took out my trusy electric sander and proceeded to take off the paint back to the metal :shock:
Layer after layer after layer 
There must have been 20 layers of paint on that darned thing, took me weeks (not to mention an entire crate of dust masks and another of grinding disks)
I always thought those thing were bullet proof because of the armour,
nahhhh, its all that feckin paint. I think if the metal had all rusted away to nothing the thing would still have worked.And as for sorting out the spaghetti of the internal comms systems, nightmare.
and yes, about 3 months into the project I did think ' what the feck am I doing '
But I persevered and 6 months later it looked like a new pin, everything working and one happy customer. (lovely engine, straight eight Rolls Royce)
Sex God
Quote by cheekychimp
LOL......Pete....glad you mentioned a RR...they have (approx) 20 layers of paint too.....LOL....
What are you like....armoured vehicles indeed....
CC.....
Great fun CC
6 wheel drive, 4 sets of 'push pull' independant suspesion per wheel, fluid fly wheel and all the power you could ever want. and boy can they go :twisted:
down side?
a fuel tank that actually resets the pumps at the petrol station so you have to go in and pay, then come back out again to carry on filling it up.
6 miles to the gallon on the road, and 8 galons to the mile off road
not something i'd use for commuting
but oh sooooo much fun. my local coppers had a fit when they saw it parked in my front garden :rotflmo: no armaments, nothing they could do
Sex God
The only thing I didn't like was the steering wheel being on the wrong side of the columb :shock: :shock:
Orgasminator
pete u as bad as me with Land Rovers, Current 1 is a series 3 swb with a knackered chassis.
Sex God
Quote by sparky230
pete u as bad as me with Land Rovers, Current 1 is a series 3 swb with a knackered chassis.
I broke one of them in half not so long ago
was doing the Ridgway run and forgot the golden rule of how to deal with puddles
Orgasminator
bent a lightweight doing the bomb hole in Tun wells when younger, so know the feeling
Quote by Dawn_Mids
Oh yes please Dawnie, I always love hearing about your handiwork, especially when you have pictures as well ................. :twisted:
You do know I mean my knitting and not any other kind of 'handiwork' don't you
Honestly, men Damn right - I am still waiting on my yellow scarf and winter's almost over (apparently)
Sex God
Quote by Manolishi
Oh yes please Dawnie, I always love hearing about your handiwork, especially when you have pictures as well ................. :twisted:
You do know I mean my knitting and not any other kind of 'handiwork' don't you
Honestly, men Damn right - I am still waiting on my yellow scarf and winter's almost over (apparently)
Right you two
Thats for hyjaking the hyjackers
Orgasminator
I'll just sit on the sideline and watch then
Quote by Pete_sw
6 wheel drive, 4 sets of 'push pull' independant suspesion per wheel, fluid fly wheel and all the power you could ever want. and boy can they go :twisted:
down side?
a fuel tank that actually resets the pumps at the petrol station so you have to go in and pay, then come back out again to carry on filling it up.
6 miles to the gallon on the road, and 8 galons to the mile off road
Saracen, Pete ?
Gimme a Stally anytime :thumbup:
Although - I did once consider a ferret. Much nippier.
