Marmite. Absolutely Nothing To Do With Boating.
After Herhimnbryn spotted my big jar of Marmite in my Kitchen (see garden post) I thought I'd post a picture of what I think the gates of Heaven look like:
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8:14 AM
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Mmmmm, besides on buttered toast, I had never thought of other uses of Marmite.. Thinking caps on
Oh V! :):):),
The Bear found this book for me while we were in the UK this year. I agree with your definition of the gates of heaven.
I have discovered another marmite taste sensation ( from 'Miss meep's guide to living' blog).....wait for it....wait.... marmite on toast with..........avocado smashed on top. It is divine and I could become addicted.
Don't think up too many variations on the marmite theme you lot. Otherwise, next time we visit Oz I guess our whole baggage allowance will be taken up with the large bottle variety. Last time, as we entered and they asked what foodstuffs we were bringing in, we mentioned the Marmite - we got a tired, knowing grin from the officer who asked "what is it with this stuff?"
Gimme Bovril every time :-)
Personally, I agree with Sharon on the Bovril (or Oxo, now they are making a meat extract one again...hooray!), but vegetarians will have to make do with Marmite.
Try smearing Marmite on the hull of your boat.I'm sure it's waterproof & enviromentally friendly.
herhimnbryn - Fab idea! I will give it a go. :)
Avus - Marmite is your international credit card to the world. Apart from Germany, where my friend always makes me bring her flavoured crips when I visit. No marmite love there...
Sharon J and Avus - Bovril? Bovril? How dare you both swear on my page!!!
Aunt Sally - Nice idea though I'd just end up licking it off!
Yes, another bottle of brewery waste over here, I don't think. I've tried. My Mum eats it with beetroot in a sandwich but I don't have the gene.
Richard - I think you need to be forced fed it as a baby to enjoy it as an adult.
It worked for me, anyway.
3 years of my life I spent in England.
I grew to love Snooker, Polo mints, walking everywhere (in Oxford) and Eastenders.
However, I could never get onboard the Marmite train.
; - )
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