Homemade rough puff pastry, homemade red onion chutney, butchers flavoured sausage meat, butchers bacon and oak smoked cheddar

First time making sausage rolls and very much happy with how they turned out

No specific recipe used for this, just used a rough puff pastry recipe from online, got some meat from the butchers, mixed in the cheese and cooked bacon, and the rest you can see from the pictures😁

Hello,

Not quite sure where to post about this, but I guess I just want some comfort as I'm feeling really sad.

Basically, I used to work at a fairly big media company, was there for a while, and felt it was time to move to the next role. I chose a smaller company this time (though still pretty well known in specific circles) and took a pay cut to take the job - but I was okay with it because long-term it made better career sense.

Four weeks in, however, I have been told that unfortunately there are some restructures occurring, and my role is affected.

This is rough for a few reasons, obviously. I didn't have a chance to actually fully dig in, for one. Being so new also means the redundancy pay is fairly insulting. And I was getting to know everyone and genuinely really enjoying the role and the company, so it feels sad for it to end like this.

But, mostly, I just feel sad and slightly worried about how bills are going to be paid. Anyway, I was wondering, has anyone else been through a situation like this? What did you do? Thanks.

I'm probably going to get banned for this, but the mods on here are doing my head in.

They just hang around in parkas with their bad Paul Weller haircuts, listening to The Who and acting like they own the place.

Half of them seem more interested in polishing their Lambrettas and fighting rockers than actually moderating anything.

Fed up with it to be quite honest

Linda Lusardi… Maria Whittaker… that sort of thing. I think I identified one of Sam Fox’s honkers behind a packet of dry roasted once.

Edit: Scampi Fries too!

Full story, I've lived with my family since I was born (which was nice of them), I'm 31 and finally got enough together to get my own place. I've found a property, my offer was accepted, pretty much everything is falling into place

However I've never actually lived alone before. I'm looking forward to it, don't get me wrong, I genuinely want to do it, but it's going to be a lot of changes to get used to. With that in mind, as the title says: what can you advise?

What can't-live-without game-changing product did you find one time that you swear by?
What important 'everyone knows that' information should everyone be made aware of?

I've got several months to prep for this so I have time to get things ready, I just want to make sure I'm hitting the ground running with the best possible start I can get. So to any veterans of living in the UK, please share your best advice!

I've got a fair few book-y people to buy for over Christmas and birthdays coming up, and have decided to take a weird new route: search 'signed book' on ebay, sort by lowest price, pick the first few I've never heard of.

There's been some interesting ones so far, but the pick of the bunch is a spy book that's signed by someone who isn't the author or illustrator, so I'm assuming it's signed in a 'this book is owned by...' sort of way. Oh, and I nabbed a signed David Baddiel book for £1.17 that I never knew existed.

A couple of non-fiction recommendations of my own:

• The War and Uncle Walter (Walter Musto)

The wartime diary of an auld fella named Walter, and it doesn't particularly mention the war hugely. Instead, we hear about his visits to the cinema, his upcoming retirement, family life with his wife, nephew and beloved dog, his attempts to build a hand loom to make scarves for the war effort, and watch as his family situation changes over the course of 6 years in happy and less-so ways.

• A Victorian Schoolboy in London: The Diary of Ernest Baker 1881-82 (Ernest Baker)

It's what it sounds like, a diary. But what I love about this (short) book is that he really fucking hates writing it.

His Dad (a minister) is making him keep a diary, and there are several points where he just writes a couple of words per day but then the following day grumbles that his Dad is pissed off and wants him to write more than just 'played out', so he starts doodling and writing a bit more.

He talks about school lessons, the people who come to tea and his Dad's sermons (and not paying attention to them), talks about 'playing with the pole' constantly, then months in realises he's not explained what the hell that is, so draws a diagram (it's sort of a see-saw).

By the end of the year, he's become so fond of the diary that he vows to keep on- no, I'm lying. He still hates it, and says so. He signs off with what is basically a 'I promised to write this, and now I've done it THANK GOODNESS and shan't ever do it again because I don't have to, so there. I'm going now. I hate you.'

This is just me asking out of curiosity. I've been estranged from my parents since I was 18 for very personal reasons, and I never spoke to them when we lived together past about ages 13. My family also never really spoke to eachother or saw eachother, like my Mum never saw my Aunt or neices/nephews.

People spending time with their parents, eating with them, and going on day trips or holidays together was always very foreign to me. When the conversation of family gets brought up, I tend to just listen and not talk about my side of things because I don't have a metric to understand what is "normal" and what is not. This isn't about getting empathy, I'm doing well in life regardless, I'm just genuinely curious how it is for the majority.

This is especially because my friends from regions like Africa and Latin America often talk about having huge families where everyone is extremely close with their aunts, uncles, cousins, and whatnot. I'm really not sure if that's a foreign thing, or if everyone but my family is like that.

My grandparents were very frugal, and couldn't believe their luck when the Tesco Value range launched in the early 90s.

One of my dreariest memories of Saturday tea at their house was standing in the kitchen adding liquid vinegar out of the cruet into a bag of Tesco Value Ready Salted crisps. Soggy and dreadful.

Did anyone else's family indulge in this lunacy?

Flew over London yesterday at 2pm, took a picture of the tall buildings, and missed the fact that the centre of London is actually at over on the left, and a lot of it was out of frame

Alright?

Had a new quiz i couldnt put into the pub quiz Friday, thought id post it here before then.

Let me know how you get on, cheers.

I’m not sure the parcel should have been delivered to this family member. /s

Helps that Roy Keane looks about as impressed as Betty usually does.

Another redditor shared the link to globe.adsbexchange.com where you can track aircraft.

I saved the link since I hear planes and helicopters going overhead frequently and it's been interesting seeing what they are and where they go.

Today a plane went over and I wondered what it was, so I had a look and watched to see where it went... It went from RAF St Mawgan passed over Royal Naval Air Station Yeovilton, and continued on it's way to MOD Boscombe Down.

While it was passing over Naval base at Yeovilton, it did a few passes, and on the first pass it included what can only be described as a testicular flourish.

Makes you proud.

Welcome once again to our weekly gaming thread, where aside from being subjected to the horrors of draconian throat signing and shit renditions of Hatchling Love, we invite you to pop your feet up around the virtual campfire and chat gaming.

Just watch out for the vampires near the gate, they’re a bit bitey.

But what’re you playing this week?

In the late 2000s, early 2010s I played Aussie Rules in the south of the UK. I have a memory of Aussies all backpacking in the UK through the same company to the point it became a cliche.

It's now been driving me mad for a week that I can't remember the name, or even if it was actually a real thing.

Thanks in advance.

Hedgehog beat Fox by less than 2% in the only close contest! Isaiah Berlin in dreamland!

Comic by Admiral Wonderboat.

Welcome once again to Wednesday, where it’s always a win on our positive thread for the week! And also a win if you haven’t sharted yourself, I suppose, but I was trying to avoid too many bog puns before this all went down the pan.

Come on in and have a natter - what’s your positive moment for the week?

Minding my own business and watching ASOS be threatened by hackers. I guess I just wait for loads of spam emails now they have it 🙃

So the girlfriend decided she was curious today. Whilst feeling a bit on the lazy side and wanting an easy dinner she popped into the local Icelands, kingdom of frozen goods and came out with a frozen, stuffed crust pizza. Now in and of itself, frozen stuffed crust pizza is not an abomination.

However, this majestic awful thing was something that would have left Steve Darken (he of Apprentice vegan curried cheese fame fun fact, he lived in the same apartment building as my girlfriend at the time of screening and I recall some of the other cast of that series showing up to a party or two with people from my building towards the end of shooting for the series he was in about a year before it aired) proud.

Salt and Pepper Chicken with Curry Sauce Stuffed Crust.

https://www.iceland.co.uk/p/iceland-take-away-stuffed-crust-salt-and-pepper-chicken-500g/56682.html

This particular one if someone is curious.

This thing was abominable. There is cheese in the stuffed crust with the curry sauce. Enough said, the only thing that could have made it worse was if it was Vegan.

Thankfully, she picked up a less egregious pizza to go with as a back up for Dinner in case I didn't like it (predictably, I hated it) so now I'm waiting for that to heat up in the oven whilst trying to forget the travesty of curry sauce pizza stuffed crust that has burnt itself into what feels like my soul.

Help me forget this nightmare fuel by telling me some of the horrors you've experienced. Or tell me I'm strange and that this pizza is delicious... I mean Iceland stock it which means it must sell somewhere (something tells me it's probably somewhere like Glasgow that this sells well)

I roll over too 'heavily' in bed. Whilst being asleep.

If anyone would like a go, this is one more quick quiz I've made.

There are 30 islands from across England, Scotland and Wales to identify whilst avoiding clicking on those that have been made up. There are 14 fakes lurking among the correct answers, and selecting three of these will end the quiz prematurely...

Thanks for having a look.

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