Lunch, Mould and a Bridge

Posted: 31/07/2012 by B in humour, photography, random, travel
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Sup fans, today was a very busy day for our team at work but I’m glad it’s over.

Today there was a combination of exciting items as explained in the subject, though not combined.

First of all I will explain “Lunch”, my colleagues and I went to Nando’s Portuguese restaurant for lunch. I had a Mediterraian salad as seen below with additional “hot” grilled chicken. I enjoyed the chicken, feta, cherry tomatoes and the greens, but one of my pet hates is when olives are mixed in a dish, and not pitted. Sure it’s easy to spit out the seed, but I don’t enjoy placing a mouthful of chicken and salad in my mouth only to have to concentrate on how to remove the seed that is sitting in the middle of it all. Anyway, that’s my whinge, I’m over it now.

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Next topic, “Mould”. D has a mug on his desk which originally was left with a bit of unfinished coffee, it was somehow forgotten in the sands of time and now has started to grow. We agreed that this should be allowed to live like the rest of our species, though it will be covered with cling wrap to hide the interesting scent. Personally I hope that a new species will develop from this and we will become famous. See below, I may be able to provide you with an update in a few weeks.

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And finally, “Bridge”. After work I decided to go for a walk across the Sydney Harbour Bridge. I usually run across, but you don’t really take in and appreciate the lovely views, and it’s sometimes nice to do it this way. Below are just some of the shots taken from my iPhone.

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See you all soon….

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Comments
  1. More years ago than I prefer to remember, whilst at school we had a desk, in which someone had left a sandwich. When we found it we decided to leave it to live. We would feed it each day, a few crisps and a splash of milk. We Christened it Clive and it grew and grew until the growth within grew without. The teachers found it and killed it. But we never forget R.I.P. Clive.

    • B says:

      ha ha!, I was going to have a discussion with my colleagues to give it a name too, but someone has confiscated the mug and we have lost him/her/it. Might have to start again.

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