Went over to Southampton to see the guys yesterday, it was lovely. Jasmine is crawling now – slowly – but she’s getting there. Her teeth are starting to come through and she looks so much like my Mum. I’m glad she was in a better mood than last time I went over, she was all smiles and laughs – last time she was very irritable because her teeth were bothering her – she’s obviously getting used to it now. David and I had lovely chats, I found out some more details about their wedding and we talked about how awesome the stag night was going to be (he’s adamant that we end up at a strip-club you know), and it was just generally a nice day. I was praying I didn’t come home to any bombshells like last time, and thankfully everything was fine when I did get back.
In fact, it was almost the total opposite of what happened last time I came back from Southampton, as Jane’s Mum, Jane’s Dad, Jane and I went out for a meal. The Rusty Cutter, a Beefeater. The wait for a table was long (I wasn’t particularly bothered about this, I was just enjoying spending some time with Jane away from the boys), but food was absolutely delightful. Jane and I shared a starter platter, it had a bit of everything on it, from little racks of ribs to garlic bread, then for my main course I decided to forgo the usual Mixed Grill and go for something a bit different. I usually shy away from chicken in restaurants as it’s such a common meat, I have chicken all the time, so I almost always go for a nice, fat, rare steak when we go out. This time was different, as we’d been there before and the steaks were not really so good. I chose the Giant Chicken Skewer, and it was an inspired decision.
Three chunks of chicken breast, one chunk of thigh, all skewered on a wooden stake, all juicy and (surprisingly for chicken) flavoursome. The chips were chips – you can’t really go wrong with them to be honest – and Beefeater Grill coleslaw was very nice, it was some of the best coleslaw I’ve ever tasted. I went with the side salad and Jalapeño sauce options, but for some reason I also ended up with a “Spiral Onion Loaf” on my plate, which resembled, and tasted like, an onion bhaji. Delicious, it was. All of it.
Now, what’s the title of this post got to do with this post? Read on and you will discover.
So there we were, Sunday afternoon, Lewis was watching cartoons, Ethan was sleeping, I was reading Harry Potter and The Chamber of Secrets, and Claire walked in and put a DVD in the DVD machine and I thought to myself “Aww, this is nice. They’re going to sit down and watch a nice DVD together, this is good, they hardly ever sit down nicely and watch something together as a family”. Then the film started and I was absolutely dumbstruck. The DVD she put in was Saw IV. Saw. You know, Saw, the one where the people die in imaginative and viscerally gruesome ways. No wonder the poor kid is so confused. Power Rangers is unacceptable but it’s perfectly fine for him to sit in front of Saw films.
I was, and still am, utterly flabbergasted by it.
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