Yup, the Iceland volcano situation does seem as farcical as the brilliant AIRPLANE! fillum.

Here’s a nifty little site that may well appeal to those of you interested in such matters:

Flight Radar

It shows the live air traffic over the whole of Europe and the UK. Or lack of.

‹Singing: Oh, no you’ll never get me up in one of these again, ‘cos what goes up (what goes uuuuuuuuuup)…*›

*Points if you can tell me the rest of this line. Bonus point for song title (either) and artist(es)

I’ve just been making lava in the kitchen!

Well, alright it was Rhubarb and Cinnamon Jam. The fruit has rocketed up out of the ground this year and, what with being forced by dint of sticking a big bucket over it, it’s come out a very delicate sort of pink. Bloody thick as well, mind! I was too excited to take pictures so you’ll just have to imagine it.

Anyway, I’d previously ordered a Jam Thermomomomomometer and a Jam Pan off eBay (amazing what you can get for a reasonable price when you snipe-bid) and suitably combined all ingredients and tools…

You’ll notice that the lava was only at about 60° C when I took the piccy: there’s no way I was going to get my camera anywhere near it when it reached jam-making temperature! Bloody viscous that stuff…

The end result!

And yes, those are the very jam jars that I scrounged as samples from a jam-jar manufacturer. Hoorah!
If it tastes nice and I can think of enough good recipes that folk might buy, I may even start making the stuff in bulk. I’ve already thought up a brand-name and so forth
For now, though, I think I’ll just enjoy the fruits (aha) of my labours and I’ll save one jar to present to next week’s DUG winner!

‹Enjoys the whole house smelling of freshly made jam… MMMMMMMM!›

It will please you all mightily, dear readers, to know that the Dressing Up Game has been resurrected! It is now on Facebook, and if I’ve not already invited you to join in the fun ‘n’ frolics it’s simply because I’m a numpty. Do feel free to prod me for an invite.

Usual rules apply: Friday, 8pm UK time, you have an hour (yes, it’s an extension) to dress up AND submit your piccies (y’see? extra time for a reason!). After 9pm, we all vote on the best entry and then we all have a party

See ya there…

‹Wonders if I’ve not broken it already›