roast turkey

18 Dec

london 8.24C 7.8C fog sunday 2016
yesterday I halved the turkey and simon roasted one half.

the oven did not work at low temperatures, so he put it to full blast and it barely got to 200C. even then, by having a halved turkey reduced the cooking time a lot.

simon is really quite good at roasting. he said he had a lot of practise. it was quite delicious , the turkey meat just right, and the roast veg perfect. i enjoyed eating it. esp when i did not have to do a thing haha

afterwards simon said he had ordered a new oven online. cost £250. and they will deliver the next day… that is today sunday. i must say those online companies have really got their act together. imagine next day delivery!! and so near christmas time too. no wonder people prefer to buy online.
anyway he added £15 so they will take the old oven away. that one is really on its last leg, the stove top has only one ring working. i was reluctant to replace it as i allready bought an induction stove and i like that.

and when simon first suggested getting a new oven, i said i would prefer a halogen oven. we had one before and it was so useful, and cooks things using less electricity. though their small size does mean u cannot roast too many veg in them if u cook a bird, and a whole turkey will definitely be too big for it.
but anyway simon preferred a traditional electric oven.

then he decided to clean the area round it, in preparation for the new oven. and he said one thing led to another, and he ended up cleaning the whole kitchen. haha. so now the kitchen is very clean of grease. quite a nice change actually.

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you know if being married makes simon clean up the kitchen, whereas in the past i am the one who always do it, i am all for married life. why no one told me of it, i would have got married sooner. haha. 

whilst he was cleaning the kitchen, i was out meeting up with a friend in soho. he called and asked to meet as he was feeling a bit depressed. i had just woken up actually, but fortunately he had some way to travel, he was going to take his car, and so arranged to meet one and half hour later.

it took me about 15minutes to get there by bus, and even then he was late. he said traffic just stood still near marble arch. i dont mind, as it was a chance to look at people in old compton st. it used to be very gay, but i am not sure all the crowd there are gay now. whilst i was standing at a corner, a man approached me and whispered, ‘girls, boys , want sex? dont want sex?’. haha. i have never been approached by a pimp in all the years i have been cruising in that street. i find it quite amusing.

is it a sign that the place is not as gay as it used to be? i know soho has historically been a red light district, and that is associated with straight prostitution, but never have i really brushed up with it in all the years of cruising it in the past. u see discreet signs beside the doorways leading upstairs, and that is all u notice of the brothels , so they dont really impinge on us gay guys walking about the street. but here is a pimp working his usual way… ! how times have changed!

and then there are the beggars. a young man approached us and asked for change, my friend took out some coins and gave him a 50p, and he asked for more. my friend said i control how much i spend. you are a nice man, just accept it. later a man with an accordion walked across to us, and started to play. my friend ask for some requests, and he played it, and it was only a short piece, and he expect to be tipped . my friend gave him a £ coin. 

it must be quite lucrative this busking, and beggaring. i was coming back in the bus and saw a man, carrying bags, who leapt out of the bus when it was open at a bus stop and picked up a cigarette on the pavement and leapt back in again before the door closed. i saw him sitting across the aisle from me, pulling out fistful of coins, quite a lot of £ coins which he transfered to his pocket, and then later a lot of silver coins. i was wondering whether he had been begging and this is his haul. quite a good haul for a night’s work. i was thinking so this is how they manage to survive. on the pickings and leavings of the crowds who come to the westend. good luck to them i say. 

are there people like my friend, who said he gets money from his flats that he lets , and his spareroom that he lets. he hardly have to work at it, so he said he dont mind giving some of it away.

hmm, my friend is 71yrs old and looking for companionship. at the moment he is trying to persuade a young 30 yr old bulgarian to live with him. rent free, but the price is to have him impose conditions by being his boyfriend.  the price is too high, the boy is not willing to submit to it and so far has resisted moving in.

i asked him what if he wants to have sex with others? there was a time in the past when i had this conversation with him and he had been adamant he will not allow it. but tonight  i hear him say he will allow it. just not to bring anyone back. does it mean he wont have sex with him anymore? because i know he is very afraid of getting std. (sexually transmitted disease). he said yes. but ,i said, what is the point of it then. he said he loves him.

i can see it is his attitude that is preventing anyone from being with him.

i remember i was pursued like this when i migrated to australia. this was long ago. this guy was really smitten by me, i dont know why, because i did not even know he existed, until he came onto me.  he was asking me to be his boyfriend and was generous. but it just was not on. partly because i have allready made up my mind not to stay in australia but to return to london.  he was puzzled like anything why i did not jump at it. he got a lovely flat on the top floor of a block overlooking the sydney opera house, across the water from it. it has such a lovely view of the coathanger bridge on one side, and the sydney opera house right in front across the bay.)

i did say to my friend the guy is only 30. he is young still. and i cited as an example myself.   if i meet such a millionaire now… that i am older and seen the world enough allready i might take up his offer. haha. after all , it is a nice life to have a suger daddy. (though on second thoughts maybe not even that. i like my freedom and that is quite difficult to give up).  but of course youth is a precious commodity, and once u are old, that is gone so no one will come begging to be your suger daddy. such is life. isn’t it? when u have youth u never appreciate it, and spurns all offers. then u get old. 

that is why i think my friend is so wanting human interactions… even beggars are better than nothing. he says he is so lonely.

i dont really understand why he wants these human interactions so much. maybe it is that i do get some interactions with people so dont feel that intense desire for more. or maybe i am just a hermit at heart and can stand only  a limited interaction with my fellow humans. and that is as much as i can take of my fellow humans. whereas he is someone who likes a lot of it, and of a certain kind, a serviceable kind of relationship. i just have a thought, maybe that is why there are some rich people who loves to engage with waiters and waitresses, and who eat out a lot just so they can interact with them. the feeling of being pampered and catered to and obeyed. and that is a feeling anyone who eats at a restaurant gets, doesn’t it? but perhaps i am mistaken, and there are more subtle reasonings as to why people crave human interactions. 

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