Speaking of television, the British murder on PBS tonight was the continuation of the episode last week that I didn't see the end of, due to my having fallen asleep in the middle of it. I didn't know it was a two-parter, but tonight I got to see the murderer brought to justice. Very satisfying, even considering the half hour or so that I missed last week. There's nothing like seeing the true malevolence of a deceitfully-pleasant crumpet-eater exposed.
Speaking of crumpets, I've never had one, but I've had English muffins, which are sort of an American variation. In fact I have two English muffins in my kitchen right now, and when I wrote "crumpet" I had a sudden craving for those last two muffins. So what I'm going to do right now is post this entry and go stick those things in the toaster (something which, I gather, one would never do to a crumpet) and have them as a television snack. I decided to give dinner a miss tonight, having had a late lunch. Muffins and television. Perfect for a chilly autumn night.
