Oops, I've done it again... and hypnotising a chicken

And now my "Cold Omelette" posting has upset. I seem to be getting terribly good at inadvertently Offending-People-By-Blog.

I think what it comes down to is that the "cold omelette" comment was actually made by more than one person, and they ALL now think I was referring to THEM as a "Grump". I wasn't. The post was a tongue-in-cheek reference to a dear friend, who, happily, got the joke. To anyone else who may have also called A's tortilla a "Cold omelette" (still naughty though), and who now feels to have come under a personal blog-attack, please don't.

I was only trying to be funny, m'Lud.

Anyway, am bored of cold omelette now. Changing the subject, I happened to walk in on a kids' TV programme earlier today, (in my fuzzy-headed state of hangover which comes of having a lovely mix of Hungarian, Swedish and Pakistani friends for dinner last night - by which I mean, they were at my table, not on my plate), and they were showing the viewers how to hypnotise a chicken with a piece of chalk drawn along the ground. This is very interesting indeed. And as luck would have it, I am on chicken-sitting duty this very day, as our neighbours have left their feathery-fowl in my now-hopefully-hypnotic care for a while. So that's what I'm off to do now. I DID text them first to ask permission (seems a bit impolite to hypnotise your neighbours chickens without asking first), and got two texts back - one saying "ha ha ha go for it" and the other saying "Hands Off My Chickens Loon". I shall register the first and ignore the second, since this is conflicting.

And anyway, who will ever know? Chickens are at a disadvantage, I imagine, when it comes to reporting unwanted hypnosis. I suppose they could do it via the medium of mime, but I don't much like their chances of getting their exact meaning across.

Anyway, so I am off NOW to try to hypnotise my first chicken.

Sometimes in life you find yourself saying things you never thought you would.