Today I started a new cereal, they are the cousin of the already ‘quested’ Curiously Cinnamon, they are of course Golden Grahams. Golden Grahams look similar to Curiously Cinnamon, they are square tiles but this time instead of being sprinkled with cinnamon they are sprinkled with brown sugar which creates a richly sweet taste, occasionally tastes a bit like burnt sugar but in a good way. Perhaps that makes sense to you, let me assure you it makes sense to me. I haven’t had these for a good ten years but it was one of those tastes that you instantly re-familiarise (possibly not an actual word) with, like when you hear a song for the first time in ages but still remember the words. After eating them I put on an impressive puppet show for my daughter and then we went out for a barbecue, which was delightful, thank you to the hosts, great food, great chat and getting attacked by a 4 year old, happy days. The true test for todays serving of Golden Grahams was whether they would help give me the energy to tackle a job that has needed to be done for the last year. At the back of our garden is a gate, that gate leads down a path behind the 3 houses next to us and provides access to our garden without needing to drag dirt and grass etc through the house. For the past 18 months it has been full of brambles, big sharp brambles, some were massive. The path is about 3ft wide, and the brambles stretch the width, then go 6ft high and run about 8m deep (change in measurements factor but I get confused on any more than 4ft) my job was to hack them down, cut them up and pull them away to be stuck in the incinerator and for me to then attempt to burn. 10 years ago I would have stared in disbelief at the following sentence, but it is true so I must share. Today I used some amazing, stunning, perfectly formed, impeccably made……gloves. They were brilliant, I pulled brambles here, there and in to the incinerator with these gloves on, not a scratch, not a nick, not a prick, these gloves were ‘gauntlets’. I then removed the aforementioned gloves and set about trying to start a fire with lots of old brambles, some dried out some fresh. A big box of matches, 3 newspapers, a magazine and 2 cardboard boxes later I had burned 3 newspapers, a magazine and 2 cardboard boxes. Barely and brambles have been burned but I have stuck the lid on and hope they smoulder. I showered, put my daughter to bed and then went downstairs for my 2nd bowl of Golden Grahams today, I then went back upstairs promptly to deal with my upset stomach. I’m out all day tomorrow so I can ill afford to have an upset stomach. I might well hold on having any until tomorrow night, we shall see.
Today was bound to be a fun day, and a fun day should always start with a fun cereal, thats my motto. One of my mottos. The fun day was because I was going to the British Touring Cars at Thruxton, the fun cereal was to be Golden Grahams, but you may have guessed that if you read yesterdays post. I had a slight issue with my breakfast today, I poured milk all over the cereal rather than just down in to the middle, the problem was that they developed a slimy outside, like that of a frogs skin (a real live frog not a dead run over one), the problem got worse as I continued in to the bowl. I downed them then set on my way to meet my mate and his Dad who was picking me up. We travelled to the touring cars, there were some great races, I really enjoyed them, there was lots of excitement. My mate saw some pit girls, he really enjoyed them, he was very excited. We went to leave after a lot of racing, cars zooming at high speed and flying past. We then sat in our car and travelled 20 metres in an hour, not so fast. Good old Thruxton car parking. My mate was livid, we had the roof down on his Dads convertible car (my first ever time in a convertible, I’m 27) he said he was going to kick off at the guy waving us out the gate (because ideally they should have had more people directing people out of rows of the car park rather than cutting across the car park and jumping out in front of us), Anthony was furious, I had seen him angry, really angry last week when he had queued an hour for substandard food and I had then provoked him by lying about there being a much shorter queue upstairs so after an hour sat in the car I knew he was going to erupt, I prepared myself for confrontation, I put on my sunglasses to cover my eyes (in case they found the situation funny) and waited, we approached the man, Anthony was on edge, eager to shout something, this was going to be good….”Cheers mate, thanks.” Anthony meant to se a sarcastic tone but forgot and the steward mistook it for genuine thanks. Shame.
So this morning my amazing daughter gave us the perfect bank holiday gift, a lie in, until 8.30am, 8.30! Can you even imagine that, 8.30! I’m going to type it one more time to get it out my system, 8.30! I desperately needed a lie in and was so grateful to her for enabling one. This also meant my mouth had not been abruptly woken up, it had woke up naturally and therefore was ready to have a delicious serving of Golden Grahams, they were good but the problem I am finding is that as I eat them I am imagining they are Curiously Cinnamon, I am wishing them to have a cinnamon coating but alas they haven’t. I poured the milk in the bowl before the Golden Grahams today this helped massively with sogginess issues! After breakfast we set out to go shopping and grab a bite to eat courtesy of a Nando’s voucher from Uncle Mike (thank you kind sir). But before we stepped out the door I had to take on a task more terrifying, more tricky, more complicated than any exam, any mathematical problem, anything NASA have ever had to figure out, I had the impossible task of……putting suncream on a 23 month child. Somehow, somehow I managed to do it. I would say completing the task was definitely in my top 10 things I have achieved in my life, along with the likes of being World Crazy Golf Personality of the Year in 2009 and my slug deterrent salt maze of 2012. Eventually we headed out and had a great day, my daughter was simply incredible today, she was so cheerful, cheeky, cute and happy. Sometimes having children is incredibly tough if they are up all night being sick or crying etc, but days like today make it all worth while. Happy Bank Holiday people!
Ah, the Tuesday after the bank holiday Monday before, bodies are not made for this day, nor are brains, it is very confusing. I woke up thinking it was another day off then we realised we had to get up fast. I consumed the bowl of Golden Grahams in no time at all, I could write a long description of how crunchy they were today etc but unfortunately I genuinely can’t remember anything aside from looking at the empty bowl afterwards confused.
For this I apologise.
Today was to be the end of my brief foray in to Golden Grahams cereal, I enjoyed my last bowl of what had been a surprisingly long lasting box. I had expected to get through them at a rate of knots (a saying that is both vague and confusing) and move on to a new cereal a lot quicker than this. The last bowl I had contained quite a bit of dust, more than usual but this is probably due to the box being beaten around in my brothers boot since Christmas when he bought me them but forgot to give me them.
Here are Golden Grahams vital statistics:
Cereal Cost: £2.49
Real Servings per Box: 5
Cost per Serving: 49.8
Pros – A taste different and unique from all over cereal.
Cons – Occasional slimy coating.