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Choc Choc Chocolate

Dub Mouse

That wonderful sugary brown stuff that melts in your mouth, which comes in many different guises such as a hot one, a cold milky one, on top of things (ooh er), in things (not so er) or wrapped – yes reader I haven’t gone smutty though it could read that way if you engage that dirty mind, but I’m actually on about chocolate.

A sweet wondrous thing that some women will suddenly crave before that annoying monthly period, something that brings pleasure to those who like it (those who don’t are weirdos :-p) or aren’t allergic.

Have you ever tried dog chocolate? I’ll say this one thing – dont. It’s horrid, yes I tried, surely it’s a must when you have a dog? Just to try and see if it’s any different? I can’t describe the taste except its really quite disgusting. In fact reader I dare you to try some and see for yourself.

Body chocolate:
This is another disgusting thing or at least the Ann Summers’ one is. It wasn’t used for the purpose it should of been (things were very boring in the bedroom department with the ex). It was brought as a present from a friend – we used to buy each other cheeky little things for crimbo as a joke. Anyways I tried it – spread a bit on the hand…..yep it’s pretty horrid. Actually the taste was not dissimilar to doggie chocolate thinking about it.

Why does chocolate cause us to be happy when we eat it? (dons lab coat and pretends to be little miss I know science, when in fact I googled but translated it): Basically – It contains stuff like theobromine and phenethylamine (big science words), that have physiological effects on the body. These cause serotonin levels in the brain to rise and so your mood increases to one called happiness (albeit only for a brief time). There are various health benefits but I’ll let you google those (cant do all the work for you).

All in all, chocolate is pretty good for you. It increases your mood along with other benefits, and apparently can be used as a bit of fun 😉 of course everything has a downside which is spots that are always bound to appear a couple of days after eating loads. Oh and don’t forget to try doggie chocolate!!

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Feeling Fried

Dub Mouse

That wondrous sight: close your eyes and imagine a sausage as it dips into a nice wet, ready waiting…..egg yolk! What did you think I was on about?

The English breakfast. What consists of the joyous English breakfast? Usually eggs (any way you fancy, but fried is best), bacon, fried mushrooms, sausages, baked beans and black pudding (or not depending on if you hate it – if do, you’re a weirdo in my world but you’re forgiven), oh and toast (fried bread = yucky. Again weirdo if you like it in my world. This is not forgiven). Though you could be über greedy and add either potato waffles or hash browns to the plate, plus a fried tomato or a heated plum tomato (tomatoes with fry up is just wrong).

When was the good old English breakfast invented? I’ve no idea but whoever did, I sure hope they were given a bloody medal! The English breakfast: said to be best hangover cure (not tried it myself having only been drunk twice), the ultimate camping breakfast & awesome after a shift block! It’s also one of those things that taste far better when cooked by someone else….so who’s cooking me breakfast?

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Can’t Cook …… Can Cook

Dub Mouse

In the past whenever I cooked a meal I was always told I couldn’t or “that was ok but not as good as mine, I’ll keep cooking that” (though they never cooked that meal themselves, everyone has lived with a control freak at some point in their lives right that likes to put you down right?) – this would probably explain why most meals were either takeaways or ready meals, well apart from the once in a blue moon roast dinner or homemade lasagne, yup reader to that person that was cooking!!

Since then I’ve discovered that actually I can cook and pretty well. I can cook a steak to requirement (something apparently I couldn’t). I’ve made all sorts of meals and experimented a few times by twisting recipes or creating a meal from scratch, though may get one or two that come out wrong but seem to be easily fixed with packet powder sauces I’ve discovered (handy little tip there).

Though it does appear a roast dinner is my enemy as I can never seem to pull one off properly. Something that will require a bit of practice I believe but being a shift worker and a volunteer doesn’t allow much time to do so.

Constantly being told “you can’t cook” can knock your confidence. The next time someone says you can’t cook or it’s not as good as mine – tell them to (kindly) foxtrot Oscar and let you get on with it. Don’t let them bully you out of the kitchen.

Cooking can be fun whilst experimental – dont be afraid to try new things. My kitchen will never be without a slow-cooker. I love using it and have cooked some fab meals. If you’re single, you can cook loads in there and it will last (sometimes) for a whole week. It’s saves on cooking and washing up (as a shift worker that’s pretty handy), or you can simply freeze what’s left and have as a homemade “ready meal.”

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It Takes A Special Person…..

Dub Mouse

This blog was originally written for another site set up by a twitter follower @cate_a_moore back in september 2012. If you want to read the original version I’ll post the link at the end:

It takes a special person….

Recently I’ve received a lot of thanks from Police Officers for helping with their cause. Though I’m deeply humbled I need to say this….

Yes I’m a Policeman’s daughter (rather a retired one now), yes because of this I’ve had to endure bullying throughout the later years of school, through out college and take abuse from work colleagues who are anti-police (sorry dad if you are reading this, I never told you to protect you as I knew it would break your heart), but I’m still proud to be classed as part of the Police family.

Police Officers have to endure all kinds of crap from people day in, day out, see some horrid sights but despite all that they are always friendly & willing to help.

A Police Officer is never off duty, always there in times of need, they will always stop to help even if this means putting family on the back burner – because they took that oath to protect the public, because they care, because they can.

I believe it takes a special person to become a Police Officer. That person is willing to give up their rights, accept that their job must always come first, be able to stand up to constant abuse, ensure public safety is upheld and these kind of people are those who have the fight personality. Where someone would run away rather than help, they stay and help. That to me requires courage. The recent riots show this courage.

The Police have always been there for me when I needed someone, I’m proud to say my most trusted friends are Police Officers. Yes I’ve had one bad experience with the Police but that hasn’t stopped me from respecting them because you should not tarnish everyone in the uniform with the same brush.

The Police to me are unsung heroes, is this because I’ve always been surrounded by them or perhaps its because I have a little more knowledge than most members of the public? Either way when you discover what their job truly involves, I hope you would gain a new appreciation for our Police service. Maybe this is why I’ve volunteered in the past and am doing so again.

So I’d like to say a massive thank you for all the hard work you the Police do, in fact I don’t think there are any words to say how thankful I am. Keep up the good work because there are people who care about you, we maybe far and few in-between but we do care. The Original blog can be found here: http://manyvoicesblog.wordpress.com/2012/09/19/it-takes-a-special-person/

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The Journey Begins

Dub Mouse

Welcome to The Weird World Of Little Mouse

Good Morning, afternoon, evening.

After reading some brilliant blogs by various people on twitter, along with discussions and a little blog for another site – I decided that I should give blogging a proper try myself.

So here is my little blog with a wide range of topics from serious, hobbies and sometimes stupid little things like the sock monster (whom I am convinced really does exist).

Hope you enjoy reading.