Fun with PCs

There was a scary moment yesterday when we thought the PC had gone tits up yet again. My bro said it was crashing & rebooting repeatedly so this afternoon I popped to our local department store which now has internet access in its downstairs cafe. Ah, no more Easyinternet scum hole for me I thought. £3 for an hour but I thought the cleanliness & civility would be worth it. Except that half the sites I wanted to look at/access, including this blog, were barred. I wasn't happy. And I wasn't even after porn! (er, not that I am back at home you understand). So I thought I'd have to start visiting Easyinternetguantanamo again but fortunately Bro has got the PC back up & running. Phew.

I've had quite a fun, though fat and lardy, weekend. I had a late shift at work & got back into Bolton about 6.45pm ish. I'd only been at the bus stop five minutes when my Bro arrived on his way home too. He asked if I'd had dinner yet & when I replied in the negative, he suggested we tried the brand spanking new Indian restaurant not three feet away, The Achari. Never one to turn down a hot meal, I agreed. Now the area the bus stop & Indian are located in isn't quite the cleanest, fragrant or cosmopolitan. Some days the yobs and chavs are out in force and there is a stench of decaying rubbish in the air. There was previously a Chinese takeaway where the Indian is now and it was by far the worst food I have ever tasted. So I wasn't sure that the Indian would be up to scratch. I needn't have worried. The food was lovely. We didn't ask for poppadums but they brought some anyway with the obligatory chutneys. One of them we didn't recognise but the waiter told us it was their very own sauce made with chillies & various spices & other stuff. Oh it was bloody gorgeous. It looked like tomato ketchup but tasted of heaven. Mmmmmm. Next time we're going to ask if we can buy a jar of the stuff. Hopefully its nothing akin to Soylent Green... "Oh my god.... Achari sauce is people..." The curries were lush too and I had spicy lemon rice with mine which wasn't very spicy but nice & lemony.

Yesterday we went for a day out in Leeds, had a good old troll round the shops which included some rather spectacular Victorian arcades and the Corn Exchange which is huge & like Afflecks Palace in Manchester except you can actually find your way round. We had lunch at a Japanese noodle bar across the road from where my Bro used to work. The Fuji Hiro I think it was called. I had a huge plate full of chicken & prawn noodles (I forget the actual name of it - sorry) which I scoffed as by that time I was bloody hungry. I also tried green tea for the first time which tasted like hot water really. Yum. We also went to a bar across the road from the tiny and wee town hall* called Baroque. It served a dizzying array of beers including draft Leifmans Frambozen (raspberry beer) which was lovely & refreshing after hours of slogging round town. Just typing that is making me thirsty. Luckily I just happen to have a bottle of Frambozen downstairs. Its not cold though so I'll have to settle for a can of Decaf Diet Coke.

As I say, today has been spent in the net caff and I've also been watching various programmes I've recorded like Eleventh Hour and Stargate SG1. Fab to see Patrick Stewart in something but I noticed he's regained some of his Yorkshire accent. "Mek it so Daaaayta!"

* heavy irony