A fat opportunity

We were in the main Post Office in Kingston on Saturday, an establishment at the back of a Costcutter shop and run by people of British birth but sub-continental heritage. Rather like the arrangement we had in Epsom after the real Post Office shut up shop.

While in the queue, we found some smoked, roast pork belly from Poland which we thought would do for soup. Along with an impressive selection of Polish groceries. No doubt sub-continental groceries were to be found on some other aisle.

By weight, roughly half fat, so the fat has been attached to the bird feeder while the lean is about to be dropped into the lentil soup, simmering away in the kitchen.

The soup will certainly go, and we shall see whether the fat does. The last fat, I hung up in a tree down the bottom of the garden, where the story seems to be that the sort of birds who might eat it, can't get at it. Not the sort of thing that they are adapted for perching on.

PS 1: not the massive distortion of the cylindrical feeder by the fish-eye lens on the telephone, exacerbated by my pointing it slightly down.

PS 2: lentil soup turned out very well. The now usual drill with 12oz red lentils (best from Ontario) to 4.5 pints of water. Plus, in no particular order, butter, onions, potatoes and carrots. Plus, last but not least, the roast pork, which did rather better than the gammon we used over Christmas. Being ready cooked worked well. Diced into approximately cubic centimetres.