Me: It’s too cold to get out from under this blanket and go cook dinner.
Thoughtful Me: If I go cook in the kitchen, eventually the oven will warm up the whole house.
Decisive Me: Kids! it’s your turn to cook!
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No cooking here today. Leftovers all around. We have been below 0F since Wednesday. That is -18C for those of you in the civilized world. Tonight it is going down to -30F/-35C. I don’t bother looking to see what windchill will be. I promised my wife I would get up and start her car in the morning and pull it up to the front door. Boy am I an idiot. School is canceled because of the cold, so the boys and I can sleep in(I am a stay at home dad, or early retiree depending on you view), but no I had to open my mouth.
You’re making me all nostalgic about my years in Edmonton. You haven’t lived until you’ve played soccer at -25C.
-25C is nothing. We were out in that today bringing in firewood and I had to fill the birdfeeders.
A fellow Yorkshireman? I’m from Leeds.
Sophistication? Sophistication? Don’t talk to me about sophistication, love, I’ve BEEN to Leeds.
Well, since nobody’s noted it, it’s clearly an allusion to this:
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Triple_Goddess_(Neopaganism)
I’m originally from Bradford.
There’s nothing I wouldn’t do for that city.
Apart from actually live there obviously.
But I do like a triple goddess reference. It’s almost time down here (Cornwall) when the county (sorry, Duchy) starts to emerge from the darkness and then all the old festivals kick in. Although I’m not sure how you do an obby oss fight via Zoom.
Send them the message by text? 😉
No split cycle air conditioner / heating system then I presume?
It wasn’t nearly that cold over here, but am I glad for central heating and good insulation. Tonight’s dinner is sandwiches from the sandwich maker. I am truly blessed with children who will eat almost anything as long as it’s in sufficient amounts (teenagers are black holes for food)
Alan Robertshaw@7, I’ve only been to Bradford once, for a (very rare) exhibition of MC Escher’s works at Cartwright Hall. The exhibition — and also some of the collection — was rather good. Also rather good, and something I didn’t know until I arrived, was the Indian / Pakistan / Bangladesh food “scene”, the city is absolutely stuffed full of such restaurants. The barkeeper at the hotel (of Bangladeshi origin, as I now recall (not that it matters)) was very helpful, polite, considerate, and full of interesting suggestions; I got the impression she was quite proud of Bradford.
Nonetheless, other than those points — and that then-recently-revamped old hotel near the station I stayed at — I think I can understand reluctance to live there. I didn’t follow-up on too many of the barkeeper’s suggestions, but in my wanderings around, it was mostly like, uh, yeah, so…
@blf
Yeah. When I officially left home I moved into Bradford proper. BD7. That’s the uni and curry centre. I pretty much ate curry all the time; even for breakfast. But is was cheaper than cooking for myself. I also used to blag a lot of free food by going to the Mela and pretending I didn’t know what curry was.
There are some really nice bits of Bradford. The film and photography museum, and all the art scene; like Cartwright Hall. Lister’s Mill is also pretty spectacular. Good music scene also.
Haworth is well worth a visit too. Less for the Bronte things and more for the nice pubs. I did like though tromping across the Moor to Top Withens. There’s a really grumpy sign there along the lines of “Yes, we know people say this is the original wuthering heights; but it isn’t. So stop asking.”