My wife was planning to use the BBQ to cook dinner tonight.

Silly woman!
Doesn’t she know that only men possess the ability to correctly harness the awesome power of the forces of fire?!

Of course, it’s possible that this may be a little rich coming from a man who somehow managed to nearly burn off his eyebrows last time he used a cigarette lighter...

I used to do most of the cooking at the D-Man house.
I enjoy it. I also like reading cook books.
That doesn’t make me gay, or anything.

I’m pretty good in the kitchen.
I even cooked for the Queen Mother once.
The fact that she died not long afterwards is merely a coincidence.

My wife takes care of most of the cooking now though, what with being a housewife.
I guess preparing dinner gives her something useful to do during the day, cos trying to entertain a two-year-old and keeping the house tidy while being heavily pregnant can hardly be much of a challenge, right?

I’ve gotten quite used to dinner being ready for me when I get home at 4.45pm, instead of having to rack my brains trying to decide what new culinary feat I want to perform for dinner.

It frees up more time for beer drinking. Which can never be bad thing.

Unless there’s cigarette lighters involved.
And stuff.

I watched that film Pride and Prejudice the other night.
What a bunch of thieving bastards the film makers were.

They just plagiarised a whole bunch of stuff from another movie that was released last year, Bride & Prejudice, staring NZ actor Martin Henderson. They didn’t even bother changing the names of the key characters, like Darcy and Wickham.

Aren’t there laws against this sort of thing?