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Skriven 2011-05-21 13:35:00 av Glen Jamieson
     Kommentar till en text av Jim Weller
Ärende: AWFUL TRAVELS 331 10521
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 -=> Quoting Jim Weller to Glen Jamieson <=-

 DD> Let me tell you, though, the sound of a machine gun being cocked is
 DD> awfully loud and will immediately capture your focus.
 GJ> For an innocent civilian to suddenly be confronted with armed
 GJ> military might, the situation becomes deeply embedded in memory

 JW> It sure does. My vivid experience was merely a cop and a handgun
 JW> back in 1972 but I will never forget it. After working a 4-12
 JW> evening shift I was walking to a bus stop to catch the last bus
 JW> home. When passing by a service station I heard an alarm and saw car
 JW> headlights at the rear of the building. Being a good citizen I ran
 JW> to a phone booth (they still existed back then) and called the
 JW> cops. Then being a good citizen but dumb I thought I'd sneak along
 JW> the side of the service station and get the licence plate of the
 JW> vehicle. I ran into a cop right at the corner, who quickly wrestled
 JW> me down and cuffed me. It turned out that it was a false alarm, that
 JW> the cops were already on the scene and the headlight glare was
 JW> theirs. I'm still grateful he didn't shoot me first before cuffing
 JW> me!

Probably fortunate you were in Canadia, rather than some other, more
violent and gun-happy country, where "good citizens" are scarcer.

 JW> When it was all straightened out, the cop turned out to be a really
 JW> nice guy. As I had missed the last bus he offered me a lift home.
 JW> Along the way he picked up a young female hitchhiker (it was a
 JW> bitterly cold winter night). I hit on the girl and got invited to a
 JW> party. She asked if I had any weed and the (plain clothes) cop (in
 JW> an unmarked car) said, aw, you don't want to talk about that right
 JW> now and put his little portable cherry up on the dashboard and
 JW> unbuttoned his coat to expose his side arm. She shut up fast!

An interesting reflection on how times have changed...  Phone box,
good citizen, female hitchhiker, friendly, tolerant cop, meeting
girls, talk of weed, young, romantic Jim - all gone into the mists of
the past...

MMMMM----- Recipe via Meal-Master (tm) v8.05
 
      Title: Damper (Bill Harney's Cook Book)
 Categories: Bread
      Yield: 1 Servings
 
      3 lb Flour
           Salt
      1 oz Cream of tartar
    1/2 oz Bicarbonate of soda
           Water
 
  "Take 3 lb of flour and chuck it into a dish, put a bit of salt to it
  and some rising in the proportion of 2 cream of tartar to 1
  bicarbonate of soda. Pour some water into the dish and mix it well
  into a light dough.
  
  "Now sprinkle a little flour in the bottom of the camp oven to
  prevent the dough from sticking, put in the dough, and put the lid on
  top. To cook, you must have ready a shallow hole in the ground, into
  which hot ashes are placed with a shovel *. Put the camp oven over
  the hot ashes, then cover it completely with more hot ashes. It must
  be completely covered, otherwise it will burn. After about half an
  hour, lift the lid with a pair of wire hooks, scrape off the ashes,
  and tap the camp oven with a stick.
   If it gives off a hollow sound, the damper is cooked.
  
  "If you wish to keep damper for some time, and the weather is dry,
  rub it with a little fat from corned beef. This will keep it soft.
  
  "A plain damper is sometimes broken into small pieces and fried in
  fat; the resulting scones are called Puftaloons."
  
  "* A shovel is an absolute necessity for a bush cook."
  
  Bill Harney's Cook Book, (c) 1972
 
MMMMM
 

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