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Vince Caramel himself here.
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I have a confession to confess. †
I have been incorrectly pronouncing bergamot (the fruit) as Bergamo (the city). Ruh rot.
I remember discussing them - alongside other various citrus fruits - with Chris Packham at The Royal Norfolk Show in 2021. God knows what he thinks of me after that.
I might keep doing it.
Mispronouncing bergamot.
Nothing really matters does it.
Addendum:
What's Chris Packham's favourite Starburst flavour?
Strawberry.
It's not a joke, it's just a fact.
Packham's a joke (just joking).
I er, made up the Starburst thing.
Packham is a vegan isn't he.
Ironic for a man with a name that describes a process in the meat industry.
Nothing really matters though does it.
If you can't say something nice, don't say nothin' at all, nothin' at all, nothin' at all...
As an Aries/Cancer hybrid my thoughts on this are bla di bla bla (I can't be bothered to create a clever response, typical Aries/Cancer)
Little known fact about yours truly is that I was born three months premature. Science foretold that I would be a Cancer (star sign) but mother... nature, had other ideas - and thusly I became an Aries/Cancer/Aries. I like the term 'Caries', but me liking something doesn't make it so, sadly.
Hmm... welp.
Below are the so-called traits of an Aries and a Cancer.
I know which suits me best, perhaps you have your own opinions on this... vincecaramel@gmail.com
Maybe you do... vincecaramel@gmail.com
Have your own opinions... vincecaramel@gmail.com
Star Sign 1 (of 2)
Strengths: Courageous, determined, confident, enthusiastic, optimistic, honest, passionate.
Weaknesses: Impatient, moody, short-tempered, impulsive, aggressive.
Likes: Comfortable clothes, taking on leadership roles, physical challenges, individual sports.
Dislikes: Inactivity, delays, work that does not use one's talents.
Star Sign 2 (of 2)
Strengths: Loyal, highly imaginative, emotional, sympathetic, persuasive.
Weaknesses: Moody, pessimistic, suspicious, insecure, manipulative.
Likes: Art, home-based hobbies, relaxing near or in water, helping loved ones, a good meal with friends.
Dislikes: Strangers, being criticized, and high-conflict situations.
Trying to think, well, I am actually thinking, but I'm also trying to think if there are any moments where star signs have had any form of impact on my god damn life. There was a fun little experience I had with tarot cards once but now is not the time nor indeed the place for that.
To conclude, nah.
I tend to not judge others on when their parents had sexy intercourse.
Didn't sleep well last night.
Did eat eggs for breakfast this morning.
Walked along the river.
&
Fed the pigeons under the bridge.
They are ever-present.
Enjoying this song.
Was reminded of this recently.
Picture someone at the NHS picturing someone who's 6.2cm tall.
Picture the man himself, Pancake Paul.
The article stated his weight as 17 and a half stone. I decided to run the numbers for you all, because I'm just a great bloody bloke. Possibly the best on the internet.
Plugged the data into the super computer and the BMI it gave was 28,910.
(Bigly fan of using 'run the numbers' and 'plugged the data')
If his height was recorded correctly at 6ft 2, for him to maintain a BMI of 28,910 his weight would need to be just over 100 tonnes.
Not even close to the weight I carry on my shoulders week in week out at work.
Thinking of her.❤️🔥
Thinking of eating Baked Apple Skyr sprinkled with M&S Honey & Mixed Nut Crunch and a dollop of Biscoff spread using a long handled teaspoon with her.
Has Joan of Arc ever seen Richard Osman's House of Games? I want to be her first time (watching).
Just packing the essentials for working in the office tomorrow.
Bread and butter accounting.
Back to basics.
Clanners going great guns, as per.
I really like this song. It nudges the dial on the happiness knob. You're not exactly going to complain when an Irish band nudges your happiness knob are you? (rhetorical).
I only heard it recently, certainly to the best of my knowledge. Who knows what my ears get up to when my eyes aren't looking though.
The (translated) chorus:
Oh sadly my eyes cry
After that fine yellow apple
And the lovely young woman who gave it to me
And I'd give a pound to taste it again
Quite nice isn't it? (rhetorical).
'An tÚll' in pwopa Inglish spayk means 'The Apple'. I've purchased quite a few of them in my time, apples. Gala, Pink Lady, Granny Smith, Jazz, Braeburn. Not particularly in that order, but let's just say the apple doesn't fall far from the me.
The most recent breed to cross my path is Envy™. The trademark made me double take like people do in films and stuff when they double take. Trademarked apples, whatever next!? (rhetorical).
WHY TRADEMARK AN APPLE?
"Protecting Investment: Developing new apple varieties is slow and expensive. Breeders and universities use trademarks to control who can grow their product, ensuring they get a return on investment.
Quality Control (Apple Clubs): Trademarked apples are often managed by "clubs." Only authorized growers can produce them, which ensures higher quality control, consistent taste, and prevents market flooding that lowers prices.
Perpetual Control: Unlike patents, which expire, trademarks can be renewed in perpetuity. When an apple's patent (protecting the tree) expires, the trademark (protecting the name) keeps the brand exclusive.
Marketing & Branding: Consumers are more likely to buy apples with unique, catchy names (e.g., SnapDragon, Ruby Frost) compared to generic ones."
- G. Oogle
That's why.
What would you name your apple? I'd genuinely like to know. I care about your thoughts and I want you to share them with me.
Recent
things.
My colleague stole my peripheral. 🐁
I was already STRUGGLING because of AOMOD (actions of my own doing) and this inconvenience was enough to... not really effect me at all in the slightest.
One thing you won't catch me doing is mentioning it days later on my little website. The guys down the station that aren't thieves and liars have started calling me Sisyphus because of my herculean effort in life and shit like that. I try to play it down, but I know they're right.
That'll show him.
Did he think I'd crumble? (rhetorical)
Did he expect me to lay down and die? (rhetorical)
"He"
Of course he was a he. Him was a him.
I hate men.
...I'd rather be a mouse. <- clever.
*If I was a mouse I wouldn't live too extravagantly. Sleep in a matchbox, make a home in a wall (asbestos free).
Maybe at weekends I'd have cocktail stick sword fights with my peers and drink IPA from a thimble.
I'd have a wife if I was a mouse, of that I'm sure. There's no maybe about that. She'd be a mouse too. We'd be mice together.
Big if though. I'm 37 now.
My trembling hands, and the calm hands of another, took these. They're photos, still images, moments in time.
Never worn.
This is what I need for a good nights sleep.
The full regalia.
Bit of a faff really, so I often wont bother.
(hung like a horse, lots of laughs)
I went for a walk.
In the snow.
I wonder if anyone perceives me the way I would like to be perceived.
It was very pretty.
Cold.
I seem to be keeping more thoughts to myself recently, and sharing more photos. Thought I'd share that with you.
I went for walk in my hometown of Castle Acre. Here are my Castle Acre based findings. All the best to you and yours, Vince. X
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