Shrove Tuesday, also know as Pancake Day, takes it's name from the verb to shrive - from the Old English scrīfan - meaning to confess and/or to gain absolution. Today it's fallen out of general use but is preserved in Shrove Tuesday and in the saying 'short shrift', which was originally the time for confession or absolution given to a condemned prisoner before his execution, but now means to give a matter little attention or consideration.
Introducing some new members of the Toque household: Ferdinand, Jemima and Crispy.
We bought these Indian Runner Ducks back in September and this morning, on Pancake Day, we got our first egg, which is destined for the pancake mix.
The Old Ship Inn, Sidmouth: 1350 to 2011
Now a Costa Coffee House.
What sort of sick and depraved society turns a centuries old inn into a fucking Costa? At least someone had the decency to scrawl RIP on the wall. The irony is that Costa is owned by Whitbread, a once fine brewing company (but now responsible for a plethora of Hell's waiting rooms in the form of Costa, Brewer's Fayre, Premier Inns, Beefeater, etc. - the sort of places I'd have to be dead to be seen in). Samuel Whitbread must be spinning.
The demolition of Glenorchy United Reformed Church, Exmouth, to make way for an expansion of the Tesco superstore and a relocation of their petrol station.
This was Arundel as I drove through a few hours ago.
A donation box at Chichester Cathedral.
A comment by David Cameron to a Northern Irish audience.
And Northern Ireland continues to receive 25 per cent more per head in public spending than England.