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Thought to myself, I haven’t made a lasagne since the coalition government. So I made a (lamb) lasagne. It was fine, slightly bland but hopefully the blandest lasagne I’ll ever make. I used some pre-chopped frozen soffritto mix from a bag, is that interesting?
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After in the ballpark of two decades of seeing the words “Post Moderne” written on this bicycle seatpost, the penny dropped and I realised it’s so called because it’s a brand of seat post, it’s not about the inner workings being exposed like the Centre Pompidou because how would that work?
It was time to replace the saddle and goodness me, what a cruelly strange way they’ve come up with of attaching a seat to a post, like MC Escher designed a seatpost. Fortunately, someone on Reddit had the same problem before me, there’s often someone, but I wished I’d not bothered and had instead badly repaired the old saddle with gaffer tape.
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Got caught bicycling in a thunderstorm, not sure if it’s relevant, and a bit later cycled through an amber traffic light and got honked at. The honker honked again as they overtook me, in their sweet VW Passat estate, and I gave an illegible nod and thumbs up, perhaps a salute would have been better. Well, they got the satisfaction of being right, and I promise I’ll be more careful next time. Days later, I returned to the scene on foot, and you really don’t get much time to clear the junction, hmm.