Market madness

I actually managed to wake myself up at a decent hour this morning and took myself off to the farmers' market at Epic. I got tasty happy pig bacns (the BLT is getting itself ready as we speak), mung bean sprouts, soba and fried tofu from the Sprout Lady, sourdough rye bread, fresh lemon pepper pasta, some asstd veges (no beans, alas - I'm so growing those next year), some real cider (it's a teeny bit drier than I like, but it's the real thing, and I can add a tidge of apple juice to sweeten it. $20 for a 750ml bottle is pricey, but I've paid that much for cider in Hereford), a lemon polenta cakey, and some hot chai to wander around with. The chai is great because they use plenty of cardamom, my favourite spice.

It's a perfect day to have had a nice wee bike ride - sunny and slightly cool. Wow, summer seems to have decided it's OVER with a bang.

An oldie but a goodie

Fart In The Duck. Yes, ok, I find "buffalaxed" non-English music videos hilarious (depending on how well it's done).

Apparently the chorus of this one actually is "There's a hole in the roof". But "fart in the duck" has its own particular charm.

ETA: In other news, the downstairs neighbours are having another partay. At least the music isn't too bad.