Preparing for the first supermoon lunar eclipse of my lifetime.
The problem with search engines, apart from their changing their logo into a form less appealing than the previous one, is that you can get hooked onto a macabre and random topic by accident. Cannibalism, to be specific. After coming across an article when reading about Queen Elizabeth II last Wednesday which cited and dismissed the claims from outcast philosopher Hubert Humdinger that the Queen was a cannibal, I was intrigued and decided to delve a little deeper into the history of cannibalism. Continue reading
Not the cute, long-eared kind but the hot, tubby kind. Yes, I’m talking about bunny chow. I don’t know how ‘bunny’ comes into it, but bunny chow (or ‘bunny’ for short) is as South African as Chicken Tikka Masala is British, and nothing to do with rabbits. Bunny chow was created by Indian immigrants living in Durban in the 1940s, as the poster on the toilet door of the eponymous fast food restaurant Bunnychow informed me. It consists of a hollowed-out half-loaf of bread, filled with curry, and topped with a bread lid. The bread loaf is smaller than your average loaf, but still big enough for it to be common for two people to share a single bunny. Though we only found this out after we had ordered one bunny each!
Visiting the Old Royal Naval College has to be one of the best free things to do in London. I went on a special day by coincidence – the anniversary of the birthday of Elizabeth I, who was born on the site – and it seems fitting to recommend a visit to a royal park on the day of a milestone in the history of the British monarchy. Continue reading