Blue Shropshire

"If only women were like cheese, I'd consume a really delicious one whole and die happy!"


I'm not sure who said that, (me possibly, I just googled it and it came up with STD symptoms and this quote that I quite like - "A meal without some cheese is like a beautiful woman with only one eye") but it's odd how the things we love we want to consume. Not necessarily by ingesting it, obviously, I've never met a woman I ever wanted to eat but I guess if I ever feel that way about someone I'll know I've met The One.


So anyway, Blue Shropshire. It's an interesting golden colour with really strong blue veins running through it. No messing about with this one, I just stuck it on some Ryvita and knocked that sucker back. It's quite creamy with a lingering tasty fizz on the tongue.

Sometimes when I'm eating cheese, or in fact wandering about or doing anything at all really, I think to myself how the world is full of very odd people. I meet them everyday. Some of them think I'm odd, and they tell me so, or I can see by the way their beady eyes narrow as I stand there talking about my favourite things or offering my opinions about the threads of life that weave themselves around us like some ill fitting Christmas jumper from your aunt that you're not too comfortable with and has a ghastly motif. But I like these odd people, and as I sit here listening to Madonna (what?) I realise I'd be terribly bored without them.

Anyway, the cheese was entirely ineffective. Schaden.

I guess that means...

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