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I like my beans on toast. For the record, here’s my personal recipe…
Pop the toast on, and when it comes out you slice it into soldiers on the plate. One slice for 1/2 a tin of beans, 2 slices if you’re having a full can.
Before heating the beans, or as you start heating, drop in:
Pour heated beans over the toast, squirt some HP sauce on the top and eat. Nom nom.
Tonight I headed out to see a band I’ve only recently hear of play an absolute blinder of a set based heavily on an album I really liked. I also quite like this photo of Ice Nine Kills’ vocalist standing on the crowd at the Glasgow Garage.
After a fun start sorting out breakfast for 7 slightly hung over band members and seeing them off, the day took a downturn when Niamh was badly behaved (again) so wasn’t allowed to go swimming. I took Austin on his own instead and we had a great time, then headed back to the flat and watched a Fast & Furious film together. Nice to hang with my dude for a while, though a shame it was at the expense of his little sister. Hopefully she’ll learn one of these days.
A good gig is a great way to get me out of the house, and today was worth the effort. The utter shambolic bunch of loons who make up Footprints in the Custard opening for Australian pirate metal alcoholics Lagerstein. I then bumped into Rob from Gunpoint X in the Solid, and Saor’s Andy Marshall outside McDonald’s opposite my house! Very rock and roll.
Damn school library sales. My “no buying books” scheme went out of the window today. On the other hand, I did get two full series (Churchill’s The Second World War and all the Lemony Snicket books in hardback) and only a small number of other small books. I also vacuumed up a ridiculous amount of cake.
