I'm sitting here typing in praise of good old mince - it makes a fantastic meal. Mother, whom I'm unhappy to critize is a somewhat basic cook at times loves the stuff and purchases it in bulk from freezer stores such as Iceland. Father loves minced beef, he was what my mother would call 'a fussy man' when she met him back in the late 1960s, Grandma had spoiled him and allowed him to remove skin from tomatoes at the table as well as other terrible crimes such as picking gristle from hearty stews.
Anyway, I digress, my friend Alice has given me a belated Christmas present of 'Queen's Greatest Hits' which I asked for because my last copy was eaten by a fox last summer. I must confess that I was slightly peeved with Alice because when we last met up for a meal at Zizzi's she forgot to include me within the special offer her friend brought along and to add insult to injury, I had allocated 85 minutes of my time to enjoy the CD on the 27th December, the upshot of which put my schedule out completely.
Must go, VH1 Classic are playing '20 Greatest Videos of the 80s' and I need to pay it my full attention before Mother turns it off.
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