ladyofastolat | Road rage

What is it with today? Why does every living thing on this island feel the need to blunder in front of my car? Has my car been hit with an invisibility ray? Has some joker pinned a notice to my car reading, "Free cakes!" or "Bet you can't tag ME!" I was only driving to a small school about ten minutes into the country, and then back through town. As my route took me past a supermarket, I made a very quick trip into it to buy weekend cider. (See Appendix A for cider-related rant.) In that time, the following things blundered in front of me:
- Four bunnies
- Three old ladies meandering with shopping trolleys
- Two pheasants
- One red squirrel
- One baby in a buggy, pushed out by unheeding mother
- One taxi that decided to change lane on a roundabout into the exact place where I was, but he indicated after he'd forced me to do an emergency stop, so that's okay, then.

Luckily, I missed all of them, but the repeated emergency stops now mean that all the Morris sticks and storytelling books in the car are now gathered, snowdrift-like, at the front of the car, and I'm very glad the cider isn't due to be opened until tomorrow, or we'd be looking at a redecorated kitchen. The red squirrel was particularly alarming, since anyone who squashes a red squirrel has to report it to the authorities, and risk being vilified, and hounded off the island.

Appendix A: Said supermarket trip being necessary because our home-made wine has run out, and the local shops don't do any decent cider. I think CAMRA needs to adopt cider, too. Most small shops seem to have a selection of real ales, but their cider is dire.

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Just think, if you had hit the bunnies and the pheasants, you would have the ingredients for a large quantity of excellent stew...

You could probably hide the squirrel in there too and no-one would know. I'm guessing the baby, the old ladies and the taxi-driver might be missed though.

And the old ladies would probably be a bit tough, even if you stewed them...

And the old ladies would probably be a bit tough, even if you stewed them...

Not if you marinaded them well first, tamarind paste is particularly good for tenderising even the toughest meats :-)

I have some very alarming friends... ;-)

If I'd hit them, I'd have cried. Sorry!

I'll leave it to you and Chainmailmaiden to make the Roadkill Stew at the Game of Thrones weekend.

Pheasant and bunny would be in keeping with the sort of things they eat in the ASOIAF books. I was planning to make Lemon Cakes rather than Roadkill Stew though...

I demand roast aurochs! And an ice sculpture in the shape of the Wall. (Or maybe just Castle Black made out of fruit cake and covered with royal icing.)

Lemon cakes sound good. :-)

You supply the aurochs & I'll roast it ;-) I think it would be very nice with roasted onions and some buttered pease.

A Baked Alaska in the shape of the wall could be a good idea...

Can I come and share all this food as well? ;-)

I'd say yes, but the weekend isn't at my house so it would be a bit cheeky ;-)

In that case I shall say yes.

What sort of character would you like to play? We could do with a maester, perhaps, or maybe even someone religious to counter the prevailing bent of the party.

So I take it from that we're all fighters so far... With no healer this could be a very quick campaign.

It's OK, I've made Bunn a part-time vet, you'll be fine :-D

"Are you a doctor, then?"

"Well, strictly speaking, I'm a vet,
But haven't lost a patient yet."

That does sound rather good.

The only problem with the bunnies and pheasants is that one is not allowed to pick them up if you hit them. Somebody following you can, though.

The problem with the old ladies would be the amount of containers to hold all the meat (and sinues, etc.). You might need to invest in a new freezer to keep it all as well.

Is one allowed to drive round the block and go "Oh, some freshly killed meat! What a surprise!"?

Good question, and one, I must confess, I have wondered about myself, from an academic point of view only I stress. I suspect that you'd have to make sure that nobody saw you hit it, and then drive back to collect it.

The other thing is that in the areas where it is likely to happen there is a shortage of blocks to drive round.

What if you go back and hit anyone who saw you hit it? Would that, then, be okay? ;-)

Yay! More meat for the stew ;-)

Only if it's outside the close season ...

Mayhap. But I worked with a bloke whose son continually brought home the roadkill (mainly muntjac deer) that he hit at night while driving along the Essex country roads. He used to hang and butcher them, too. (Shootin' an' fishin' family - plus the huntin' girlfriend, with whom I used to ride.) They always figured what other people didn't know wouldn't hurt them, and it's a shame to waste the meat.

The only problem with the bunnies and pheasants is that one is not allowed to pick them up if you hit them. Somebody following you can, though.

Out of interest do you know if that applies to frogs too? There was a road near Ambleside called Bog Lane that was teeming with frogs during the summer, it was horrible driving along there as you just couldn't avoid them. (Not that there was ever a lot of the frog left that you could have cooked, once they'd been squished by the car...)

No idea I'm afraid.

Having eaten frogs legs (in a proper French Restaraunt, the one where we went last year, in fact) I can't say that I'm too enamoured of them.

I've found them a bit fishy in the past, though I suppose that isn't really surprising considering where they live...

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