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Friday 16th May 2008
The so-called Climate "Crisis"
I'm currently reading this: http://ff.org/centers/csspp/pdf/20061121_gore.pdf, which is a response to all the lies, gibberish and unnecessary scare-mongering that Al Gore's been coming out with. The idea of Global Warming (or, at least, of the Al Gore version thereof) always did rest uneasily on my shoulders (is that the correct expression?). The world seems to be full of charlatans (I love that word) at the moment (often helped by fantastic marketing and PR) and I suspect Al Gore may be one of them.
Another crisis, but quickly resolved
    
The crisis in the title: this refers to the fact that last night, the spiciest thing in the house was (gulp) mild chilli powder. We had a little bit of 'hot chilli powder' left, but that quickly got absorbed into the chilli-con-carne. The chilli-con-carne still wasn't all that spicey, but the mild chilli powder was as good as useless. Thus, we were in the very unusual situation of living in a house with no decent chilli powder/sauce. Definitely far more pressing than any kind of imagined global warming crisis.
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Anyway, the resolution came in two stages. That night, I quickly ordered (from somewhere called www.funkypepper.co.uk) a couple of bottles of some suitably spicy sauces (read: inedible in all but the tiniest quantities) and, the following day, bought a little packet of powdered habanero. You see, I had today off work (having gained enough hours via the magic of 'flexi time') and so the three of us met Rob, Rosie and Freddie over at the Mason's Arms (Strawberry Bank). We then went over to Cartmel, which is where I bought the habanero powder stuff from. So what on earth is that weird metal tower thing in the background? My mobile phone had absolutely no signal when in sight of that tower, so M**** speculated it may have something to do with the Cartmel Races. Answers on a postcard, anyone?
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