Look what I saw at the petrol station tonight:
Clearly designed by a blogrot reader.
I bought one of course. When I think of all those unseasoned meals I’ve eaten during power cuts… that dreadful stroganoff from the total eclipse of ’98… but there’s no point in dwelling on these things.
The opinion here in the office is that this is of limited use. A spork with a flashlight, on the other hand, would be invaluable.
A waiter used one of these on me in a restaurant once. No shit. I can’t remember where it was though. Years ago now.
Was it very dark, Newfred? Or did the food require some kind of “powering up” like the hands on a luminous watch?