Fishing in the Rivers of Life

Tag: food writing

  • The Capers Crusader

    A Joke Without a Punchline I’m desperately searching my head for any convenient anecdote, something, anything, that would tee up the punchline for the joke I have in mind. I’m coming close to giving up as I realise there is nothing funny about these small green buds of pure pleasure. Salty, and boy, do I…

  • Porky Pig’s Russian Roulette

    The Poetry and the Abomination The Scotch egg, what can I say? Done well, it’s pure poetry, like Blake’s Jerusalem, encased in exceptional sausage meat, rolled in the crispest breadcrumbs, and deep-fried to perfection. Done badly, it’s an abomination, a thrash metal version of “Morning Has Broken” blasted out on cheap, tinny speakers. Once, I…

  • Blessed Are the Cheesemakers

    The Joke That Took 45 Years to Land Around 554 moons ago, as I chortled my way through Monty Python’s Life of Brian, I laughed my little heart out at one line without understanding its meaning. Now, 45 years later, I’ve just gone: ahhh. All it took was age. The key to decoding my ancient…