We were at the Royal Easter Show today. I love looking at the farm animals. We were in the ovine pavilion and noticed the rams. I never realised that a ram’s testicles hung that low. Bron explained that any higher and they would be kept too warm given the whole idea of external male gonads is to keep them slightly lower than body temperature.
Not long ago @SarcasmFairy introduced us to @TheBernieBrand who introduced us to @PeskyPippi. One of the first things mentioned was whipped cream in a can and sending an image of a nozzle in one’s mouth inhaling whipped cream. I’ve never touched a can let alone had whipped cream from a can.
So if you visit PeskyPippi’s website and go through the recent posts you’ll come across Got Whipped Cream? I Dare Ya On this you’ll come across a variety of tweeps who have had a nozzle in their mouth and swallowed.
I’m hoping PeskyPippi will download this image of me and post to her page.
I’m grateful to @bron99 for her photography assistance.
Catering quality whipped cream from New Zealand
There are other images but this one was the safest to send.
I recently agreed to move work areas to make more space for work mates in an area of the branch. The new work area has worked out really well. As part of the plan I have promised to stop storing papers just for the sake of it and become ruthless at not holding on to things.
So far it’s working well. One of my walls used to be a pin board so I thought I would make it a feature wall.
My new feature wall. Queensland and Northern Territory Flags.
You will notice the NT flag is upside down. It’s a distress call. I want to go back and live in Darwin
I will never hide the fact that through and through I am a proud Queenslander. The greatest state in Australia with the most wonderful people and attitude to life. I also feel that part of me still exists in the Northern Territory. The Top End of Australia has the best weather, the friendliest people and the most comfortable life style. It’s humid and warm and full of muggy goodness. I can’t call myself a Territorian because I don’t fulfil one of three criteria, viz., born there, lived through Tropical Cyclone Tracy or spent 20 years there. I want to call myself a Territorian and a Queenslander. Come state of origin time you will read more about being a Queenslander.
F/A 18 Super Hornet Squadron 322 Tindal
The main photograph is especially dear to me. When I was working in the NT the CO of RAAF Tindal was severely unwell with an infection and the medical officer at the base sought my advice. The CO recovered and he gave me this framed photograph. It always reminds me of the times I’d travel to Katherine and would see the F/A 18 Super Hornets flying low and loud. I love feeling the sound of a jet fighter.
My desk now looks a lot cleaner than it has in the past.
It’s been a busy week, albeit a short week with a public holiday on Monday. Yesterday I spent most of the day at work trying to catch up. I didn’t get very far. Today I was going to do more but thankfully got caught up watching Bathurst and then the Wallabies play the Springboks.
This morning when I went grocery shopping I came across a bit of lamb shoulder. It’s not often you see shoulder amongst all the legs (maybe I don’t look hard enough). Like pork, I think the shoulder of a lamb is more succulent and juicy than the hind leg or rump.
It was a bit expensive.
I really love the feel of handling meat, especially when it’s room or better, body temperature.There’s nothing like feeling the muscle fibres and having a knife in your hand. I really like butterflying a leg of lamb and dissecting the muscle compartments with my fingers. My boning knife is my favourite tool when working with lamb.
Out of the plastic and with my favourite boning knife.
On the rack I tucked the shank underneath.
Lamb on a rack
I also wanted something indulgent to eat with my meat.
Potatoes, celery and and onion
And in the food processor they go
I wanted to top the potato bake with a crunchy crusty topping made from streaky bacon and breadcrumbs.