So Shikara’s might get new management?
Double-edged sword that one.
On the one hand, there is now no other nightspot within walking distance of the town centre, but on the other, it was horrible!
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So Shikara’s might get new management?
Double-edged sword that one.
On the one hand, there is now no other nightspot within walking distance of the town centre, but on the other, it was horrible!
First of all, I must apologise for how long it has been since I last blogged. My only 
excuse is that it has been a very dry couple of weeks in the office for biscuits.
Maybe it’s the credit crunch contributing to the lack of crunch in the office.
Anyway, in the absence of new, interesting biscuits to write about I have thought of something very important to discuss – dunking.
Apologies for my tardiness, it has been awhile since I updated my blog!
There has been a wave of man flu, the likes of which has never been seen…
It’s been a good week for biscuits in the office.
I thought things were looking bright when a packet of chocolate Hob Nobs appeared on Wednesday but little did I know things were set to get even better…
The season is well and truly here…what do you think of it so far?
We have had a stupendous start, the initial loss to the Flames (boo!) aside, the lads have really gelled and are creating wonderful combinations of flair and skill on the ice.
“I’m still a cookie-holic, you can hide ‘em, I’m-a find ‘em, on the counter, in the closet, and I’ll say I ain’t do it with my face covered in chocolate.”
These words, from a soon-to-be-hit pop song, highlight the plight of a biscuit obsessed madman (no, not me).
Biscuits – a sweet treat that gives you a little sugar boost to help you through the day. Right?
Not necessarily. Biscuits can be savoury too and last week I found that there is a huge and unexplored world of salty, cheesy and herby biscuits waiting to be discovered.
I’ve never quite gotten the hang of Monday nights.
Mondays are probably the dullest days of the week, and Monday nights doubly so.
I was fortunate and very honoured to witness my sister give birth to my beautiful niece Molly a few weeks ago.
It was an amazing, emotional and terrifying experience, one that I will never ever forget.
A couple of weeks ago we said goodbye to one of my best friends , Jess, who has decided to return to Hong Kong after many years in England, with a nice barbecue at Chez Canning with a few close friends.
We met back way back in secondary school – damn it, it feels bad saying "way back ", but it was nearly a decade ago now - and immediately took a dislike to each other.
We all like biscuits - even the rich and the famous. 
So while glossy magazines cover all other aspects of celebrity life, from their holidays with their ridiculously named spawn to their fluctuating waistlines, I want to concentrate on the only thing that really matters.
What are the stars’ favourite biscuits?
A cup of tea and a biscuit. Few things are more quintessentially English – or are they?
It seems in our modern, multi-cultural society even the biscuit is being brought into the 21st century by influences from abroad.
New biscuits are almost always rubbish.
There is a very good reason why almost all the best selling biscuits (Digestives, Hob Nobs, Jaffa Cakes (don’t start), Garibaldis, Bourbons etc) have been around for ages – it’s because all the best ideas have been taken.
That’s what I though until the other day when I was taken by surprise in the supermarket.
It’s been a busy week for biscuits in the news.
A biscuit has been named Mr Barbados 2008, a man has paid good money for a tin of nearly 70-year-old biscuits and one unfortunate youngster’s love of biscuits has cost him his life.
You know the drill by now.
Friday night at the Old Manor , a few beers, and if you're like me, you're not ready to go home, are you? But what on earth is there to do in Bracknell on a Friday night, or any other night (or day) for that matter?