Jan

 

Okay so I’m not going to keep banging on about chickens, but I watched the last instalment of Hugh’s Chicken Run with mixed feelings. He did really well and managed to get the people of Axminster to buy more free range chickens than value ones in his allotted week. But then they interview some mouth breathing pond dweller down the pub who puffs out his chest and says that Hugh’s never going to get a working class place like Axminster to change to free range as people can’t afford it. And there he is, the pillock, sipping on his three quid pints and smoking his four quid pack of cigarettes, saying he can’t afford another three quid a week to feed his family decent chicken. Grrrrr. Seriously though, think about the odd little luxury you bung in the trolley every week: chocolates? Magazine? Wine? From now on, mine’s going to be a nice, free range bird.

And I’ll leave you with a thought from my fellow blogger, Isitjustme:

I need to know that the chicken I buy will do a lot more than just provide a roast dinner for the family. I need the chicken to provide lots of that lovely brown meat for chicken soup (children get sick you know) and then provide chicken stock as a base for tons of other meals. I need a happy chicken for this.’?

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  1. Chickens or gay people ???, you have to remember you have an international audience !

    Comment by Moon — January 10, 2008 @ 5:45 pm

  2. Oooh - the bit where Hugh caught out Hannah(?) buying battery chicken again! Unbelievable…

    I heartily second both your and Isit’s sentiments!

    Comment by Wee Jen — January 10, 2008 @ 5:47 pm

  3. Have popped over there and signed up to the cause…xxx

    Comment by Isitjustme? — January 10, 2008 @ 6:42 pm

  4. Moon: Ooh, I never thought of that…

    Jen: Oh god, wasn’t it awful - after all she’d seen! What a Judas!

    Isit: Thanks babe, hope you don’t mind the quote x

    Comment by englishmuminireland — January 10, 2008 @ 7:58 pm

  5. Never!.
    BTW Since I’m nominating you for SEVERAL blog awards, can I take it that we’ll be enjoying that glass of wine/recipe swapping session at the blog awards?

    Comment by Isitjustme? — January 10, 2008 @ 11:01 pm

  6. Hi, don’t know what to say that is original.
    Deeply fussy about buying chicken, or eating it in a cafe or anything else. (I meant restaurant but I don’t know how to spell it)
    I used to keep chickens, so have some love for the critters and now I’m not sure what I want to say.
    I love your blog.

    Comment by Mary — January 10, 2008 @ 11:52 pm

  7. The pond dwelling man’s behaviour in the pub might be described as foul.

    Comment by 73man — January 11, 2008 @ 10:27 am

  8. Isit: could be likely seeing as I’ve nominated you for rather a few…ho ho!

    Mary: Welcome! Glad you enjoy our little gang. I know what you mean about restaurants: difficult to know what sort of chicken they’re serving.

    73: Indeed! What an eggcellent joke - made me crack up!!!

    Comment by englishmuminireland — January 11, 2008 @ 11:06 am

  9. …crack up…geddit? Oh never mind.

    Comment by englishmuminireland — January 11, 2008 @ 11:22 am

  10. Yikes I have been missed out on your blog a couple of days and now missed the telly show too, boo hoo, but for my two cents worth a saying comes to mind….YOU ARE WHAT YOU EAT….
    maybe that is why our family upped and moved to another hemisphere we are free range!!!!

    Comment by Natalie — January 11, 2008 @ 12:51 pm

  11. Nats: a free range family, I like it! xx

    Comment by englishmuminireland — January 11, 2008 @ 6:01 pm

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