Not fridge-id

For once I departed on a work trip, not bemoaning the British weather. Well done Windy Isle, you are providing some stonking days at the moment. Please keep it up.

However a tradition that does persevere is dandylion coming over to collect the contents of my fridge. In her goodie bag today were some peppers and a half eaten cucumber. She didn't want the mozzarella that was in date but that had ballooned up. It looked (and I imagine felt) like a breast implant gone wrong. The kale had started to moulder, so it didn't make it through the vetting process.

On the plane I observed that Ethiopian Airlines cabin crew always fill drinks to the lip of the cup, and that there is a snazzy entertainment system. I watched the 2017 version of Jumanji, which was amusing.