Love is an Eagle
May. 8th, 2012 10:25 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
todayiamadaisyIf you have been waiting on tenterhooks to find out about the man on MasterChef who was having trouble getting a can he was using as stuffing out of his roast chicken, well, wait no more. It was on last night. The can contained cider. I'm guessing they made him put it in a clean peach tin because a can of cider would have a (non-sponsor's) logo on it. And that would also explain why he was having trouble getting it out, since the peach tin would be slightly wider than a cider can. So... not as exciting as I expected. But tonight's episode introduced the concept of mussel custard. That was two words I had not previously considered together, and never want to consider together again.
I was reminded today of something I watched on TV last year. Basically, a man found a painting on the side of the road near a rubbish tip, liked it and took it home. Twenty years later, his daughter took it to be valued on Antiques Roadshow, where she found it was quite valuable. So she tried to sell it at auction, only to have the original owners stop the sale because they'd only just discovered it was missing. At the end of the program, the painting was in safekeeping at the auction house and the lawyers had joined the fray. It was a battle of good versus evil in that the woman selling the painting was painted (ha) as a plucky battler and the original owner who took two decades to notice his painting was missing was so odious you couldn't help but want him to be in the wrong. Odious or not, though, I do think he was in the wrong. Anyway, as I said, I was reminded of it today, and started wondering how it ended up. After a bit of searching I can say: it still seems to be undecided. So that was an anti-climax.
I was reminded today of something I watched on TV last year. Basically, a man found a painting on the side of the road near a rubbish tip, liked it and took it home. Twenty years later, his daughter took it to be valued on Antiques Roadshow, where she found it was quite valuable. So she tried to sell it at auction, only to have the original owners stop the sale because they'd only just discovered it was missing. At the end of the program, the painting was in safekeeping at the auction house and the lawyers had joined the fray. It was a battle of good versus evil in that the woman selling the painting was painted (ha) as a plucky battler and the original owner who took two decades to notice his painting was missing was so odious you couldn't help but want him to be in the wrong. Odious or not, though, I do think he was in the wrong. Anyway, as I said, I was reminded of it today, and started wondering how it ended up. After a bit of searching I can say: it still seems to be undecided. So that was an anti-climax.