tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13609842.post8656955420700614714..comments2023-10-30T09:26:32.732+00:00Comments on Now's the time: binned, cupboard, remoteAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06972049290586377462noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13609842.post-72824064695273001122009-08-08T10:57:27.280+01:002009-08-08T10:57:27.280+01:00Well there was a time when you were comfortable wi...Well there was a time when you were comfortable with narrow-aisle order pickers, pantograph reach trucks and powered pallet trucks. I even attended the launch of a book you wrote on the topic. Was it at The Savoy? Somebody asked a searching (ie, unpleasant) question and I was interested to see how you operated on the other side of the fence. A languid put-down, and nicely judged.<br /><br />Compulsive cake-making? Now there's a Jungian condition.Roderick Robinsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16828395545197001637noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13609842.post-88319728536334880712009-08-08T09:37:58.057+01:002009-08-08T09:37:58.057+01:00Before I was born my family moved into a house wit...Before I was born my family moved into a house with a Rayburn stove for heating, with an oven. My mother was unable to see a hot oven without putting a cake in it, and she got through 'a stone of flour' in one month making cakes.Lucyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09764296105901909328noreply@blogger.com