Never one to disappoint, she's
Here are things that should have been spending the same seven years in a landfill somewhere.
expateek a lot of grief when she finally gets all her euro electrical plugs sorted out.
Maybe. If she can figure out to what these cords should attach.
Next up? Mysterious notes written by 9th graders.
Firstly: dreadful grammar. D+ for grammar.
And a Mexican park? What child in this family has been to Mexico? No one.
A- for imagination, perhaps.
Next, expateek has ... vintage calendar refrigerator magnets!
expateek is, sadly, unwilling to share these treasures. Probably because Mr D's already thrown them out while she wasn't looking.
And then it's on to the consumables. Of course expateek stored some food! Of course! Why not? You know those expiry dates are meaningless. Come on, be brave and come over to expateek's tomorrow night for a snack of...
They look completely normal, don't they? Come on, just one bite. expateek wants to see what happens.
Oh fine, be that way.
If you like, expateek could whip up some toast. She's got some jelly here somewhere. Ah, yes, here it is.
all the popular Brits are having mint jelly on toast these days. It's the latest thing in London. Or Bracknell perhaps. Anyway.
The date? Oh gosh, let expateek check.
expateek thinks jellies and suchlike get better with age, don't you? Kind of like wines, she read it in a magazine somewhere, perhaps.
But speaking of wine, look what Mr D found!
10-year-old homemade cherry wine, created in a flurry of creativity by Mr D ages and ages ago. Cellared for now 10 years!
Watch as the wine is decanted and poured.
Hmmm. Looks fine.
Nice and dry. Colour's still good. Clear, pleasant taste.
An, best of all, expateek and Mr D are still alive and kicking the next morning.
Apparently, what doesn't kill you makes you stronger. Or so they say.