holiday opening hours

weds 24th                               8.30am – 8pm

weds 25th til thurs 1st              CLOSED

fri 2nd til sun 4th                     10am – 6pm

mon 5th onwards                    8.30am – 8pm (weekdays) 9.30 – 8pm (weekends)

attack rodents from hell

I  hope that this is a true story – it makes my random ninja look almost normal…

http://www.normanbliss.com/blog/?page_id=86

20.12.08@12.40am

I’ve just staggered home from my first book group meeting in nearly a year. As usual I had not read the book (although I really really wanted to on this occasion) and some of the jokes flew over my head and had to be explained. With diagrams.

When I last attended one of these do’s it was a sedate affair, held in its entirety at Biblo, occasionally interrupted by a mildly risque aside or (as it’s members grew more comfortable in each other’s company) baby-blue riposte.

Now, it turns out, the reason that they are held on a Friday is not, as I assumed, because they all had commitments on other nights or were routinely working late.

No. It’s so they can all get shit-faced in the venue of their choice, after Biblo closes, and not have to suffer the pain of an early rise.

I was a wide-eyed and innocent addition to the evening’s excesses.

I have to open tomorrow.

Neil, Pam, Marion and Vanessa – you will pay…

quelle horror part deux

The Hatster and I rounded up the listed ingredients and started trying to match the taste of the (now down to one tub – aaargh!) Spicy Abyss.

Notable moments:

1. when we added chipotle as per an online recipe and made a fantastic barbeque sauce…as a replacement for the Abyss? Not so much.
2. when we realised that the Chilli Mix (bought as a replacement for the chipotle) contained garlic. Biblo now totally vampire free.
3. when we replaced the Chilli Mix (which we had been chucking into the mix in liberal doses) with chilli powder. The Hatster took a teeny sip - squeaked, choked and slumped to the floor.
4. when we realised that (a now fully recovered – I’m not totally heartless!!) Hatster had burnt out her taste buds and was not only totally useless as a tester, but had now developed a violent aversion to anything resembling spicy chocolate.
5. when Stuart (apparently noticing our thoughtful stares) paid and left with alacrity.
6. when we gave a cup of sample 8 to Colin at the pub and he described it as a cinamon tastbud explosion. Which wouldn’t sell. Even to those with no tastebuds.

Back to the drawing board…

quelle horror!!!

MY SUPPLIER OF SPICY CHOCLATE ABYSS HAS DISCONTINUED THE PRODUCT!!

I googled it to try and find another dealer for my addiction but all I came up with was DeliFonseca in Liverpool. I spoke to a very nice man on the phone who lives in fear that his addicted-to-spicy-chocolate-abyss boss will snap during withdrawal and…well, let’s just say that it won’t be pretty.

(I also live in fear, but as far as I’m aware my primary school teacher doesn’t know where I live and has no intention of hunting me down and making me spell random words correctly before I can leave the room…)

I have been given the web address of those who make the decisions, and I will be lobbying them as soon as I have injested a restorative sticky toffee lattice (with just the mearest hint of spicy abyss – don’t want to waste gold dust now, do I?)

Failing that, come in and taste test a variety of chili and spice mixes until I find the perfect combination.

Oh, spicy abyss. How could you abandon me in my hour of need??

www.delifonseca.co.uk

4.12.08

We will definitely be open on Sunday 7^th!!

 

(for all those worried about their pre-carol service hot chocolate consumption…)

mea culpa…

I am really, really, really, really sorry.

We will be opening properly on FRIDAY 5th DECEMBER.

- Without a bar I can’t plumb in the machine.

- Without a machine I cannot make a coffee.

- Without a coffee I do not function so it will have to be FRIDAY.

(Although should you wish to swing by and get conned into running errands, I will be in on Thursday, getting under the contractors feet and making lists that I will lose. Bring your own brew.)