Chef's Blue Plasters.

[gness]

My garden took a hit in the bad weather so for the last few days I have been working my socks off to get it back to perfection...with some added stone stuff that was really heavy.....I was shattered so Dave offered to come and cook for me tonight.....bliss....

I gave him some Aldi Guinness Sausages.....they are so good.....a load of vegetables and let him get on with it....I continued with the garden happily thinking of relaxing with a not cooked by me meal......and wine...

Dave busied himself in the kitchen and presented me with the most delicious meal......a wonderful, tasty casserole with sourdough bread......my, it was good...I was really enjoying it......until he said....

Oh dear.....I cut my finger today and put a plaster on it.....and now it's gone! Check your dinner, Gness....... :-(

Sudden loss of appetite so I'm going to buy a box of blue plasters for the next time Dave cooks for me......x

[gness]

It is wrong, Pasta...daft....but I don't like blue food....neither did my kids when I accidentally made blue trifle...x

[zebo]

For the Charles and Diana wedding my parents did a party for the grandchildren and Mum, a superb baker, made red, white and blue bread, three coloured strands plaited together. No-one would eat the blue bits, even though in a blind testing it tasted exactly the same. We eat with our eyes apparently.

[gness]

Odd isn't it, Zebo....my blue sponge trifle was rejected too.....x

[Islay]

Perhaps the frog ate the plaster and thats why it died