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Right My MOT is due and my car is now at the garage for a oil and filter before its check up.

Nervousness and lock of sleep caused a strange dream which involved me trying to get my car to the garage on time and get picked up for work.

The nice straight road to the garage that is hard to miss suddenly had a theatre smack-dab in the middle of it. I, for some unknown reason, abandonned my car only to then lose it when I realised how to get round the theatre. K was helping me find it and when we did I had to move another car off its roof to get going. Having left off the car I then ran back to town and showed up at the rendezvous 8:45 over an hour late. Much to my surprise my ride was still waiting for me as was mum.

I really need some sleep.

Oh and on the birthday present note. For the love of me, will people please check what others are getting me. Or just not buy me DVDs. I say this to my closest friends who all know me very well so know exactly what to get me. Pity everyone is just as clever. >.< I now need to see if they do exchanges...hmm what to change it too.

That said I really appreciate all the gifts I got, I loved them all and I appreciate the happy birthdays from everyone. You don't need to give me a present for me to be happy.

So eating out galore for me this weekend and no need to cook makes me a happy girl. Unfortunately the indigestion and pain makes me cranky. It should be noted that I in no way feel the food in question is to blame for the above as I've been hurting all weekend.

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Now it has come to my attention that lighting a bbq is an acquired skill. Just like lighting any fire you need to know your stuff as I am well aware having been taught how to cook when in the middle of the forest. Mind you I have never lit a bbq as we usually use wood not brickets and charcoal. So being aware of my weakness I allow others to try in my place.

However this self-awareness does not seem to extend to the majority of the male population notable exceptions the two sons of a fire-fighter (Rob and Sam who left well alone) and the designated bbq handler Thom who knows his stuff.
Now the bbq wouldn't light to start with, wind and bad matches partially to blame so one bright spark decided aerosol spray was the best way to go. A few tries and some time later flames did appear but were not too prepared to stay. Thom being the excellent host he was busied himself in the kitchen and the 'men' kept themselves occupied with the grill. The rest of us sane people decided to sit and enjoy the culinary delights Thom presented in waiting for the bbq.

(On an aside note I really liked the broccoli and spinach quiche and want the recipe which will go well with my other scoop of the weekend Rob's Mum's Chocolate cake. At least the quiche is better for me.)

The bbq was not progressing well under the ministrations of the not so skilled and after a bit of haggling we finally convinced them to leave well alone when they arrived with cooking oil that they wanted to put on the fire to get it going. Unfortunately this left them with nothing to do. Not good when around fire things.

( Their failed experiment )

So Thom to the rescue when I pointed out some semblance of heat actually occurring from the grill and that we had shooed the interlopers. He worked on it a bit before returning to the kitchen where he was dutifully using the gas grill and oven in the meantime.
It was some time before the grill started to glow and by then I was the only one who had yet to eat any meat. Mainly due to lack of enthusiasm to add to my pain. However taking the opportunity I added my chicken to the grill to get that authentic smoke flavouring and waited further. For those already passed the main course marshmallows were introduced and kebab sticks brandished appearing around me as the closest person to the bbq. Deciding that such good glow couldn't be totally wasted on the mushy sweets I obtained a sausage and in true Swedish style held it over the fire using the kebab stick instead of cheating and using the grill above. Two sausages later and I was a happy bunny having fulfilled my grilling desires.

All in all the food was great and (my pain notwithstanding) it was a nice evening. Top marks to Thom for his culinary works.

Teas so far: One (yeah!) and a choco-expresso suspiciously lacking in choc hmm...