Lost in the Ozzy Desert

A picture of a girl on an oil rig in the Plains of Despair, and occasionally at home with her dog.

Thursday, September 14, 2006

The other night..............

....................after I had got off tour at about 7.30am, I went and had my customary breakfast (but really my dinner) of scrambled eggs and bacon.

As I had worked an extremely strenuous night, I was rather hungry, even after my enormous plate of chicken and pig.

So, seeing as this rig has a 'mister whippy' type ice cream dispenser, I thought I might indulge in a massive bowl of hot chocolate pudding and ice cream.

I load up my man sized bowl with chocky pudding, then casually wander into the kitchen looking for the microwave. After a couple of laps, I asked the cook "where's the microwave?"

"I said the same thing" he replied.

Hmmnnn.........

So I ate my chocky pud cold and congealed, minus the ice cream, as I generally only have ice cream when it is on top of hot pudding/lamingtons/cake. You get the gist.


I think this was the first time in my life I have been in a kitchen sans microwave, and you know what, I felt the loss!

2 Comments:

Blogger Greeneyes said...

still as funny as ever . glad your safe and we would never give up hope tee hee .
wishing you well .

2:03 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Mmmmmmmm...chocky self saucing pudding topped with ice cream(preferably Golden North)...*drool* =D

I don't normally eat ice cream, as with you...only ever have it on puddings/pies etc.

A kitchen without a microwave?! WTF?!?
Cutbacks? lol....

2:10 PM  

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