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Posted by sean on April 24, 2019 at 11:32 pm in Pizza with No Comments


Probably the best pizza you can get delivered in the whole of Bath – and not a drop of Novichok in sight.

Posted by sean on August 28, 2018 at 10:38 pm in Pizza with No Comments


Claire and I have been checking the Deliveroo takeaway delivery website for sometime now. We were getting increasingly frustrated that none of the popular restaurants were available in our post code. I know we live on the edge of Bath and a few miles from the town centre, but we are hardly in the sticks.

Last night, however, our luck changed when we discovered a large number of yummy food outlets had been added.

We duly ordered some very nice pizza from Pizza Express…

It’s certainly not cheap compared to other takeaways, but you can’t say that you don’t get what you pay for.

Our next order will be from TGI Friday’s – but not until we have taken out a new mortgage!

Posted by sean on February 4, 2018 at 9:39 pm in Pizza with No Comments


Two of my favourite foods have been combined!

How did I not know that these existed until today, and where can I buy them?

Posted by sean on September 21, 2017 at 10:40 pm in Pizza with No Comments


I learnt a lesson yesterday. Don’t overcook pizza. I made that mistake. The crust became so baked that it could not be cut with a standard knife – a saw would have been more appropriate.

Things got worse, when I bit into the pizza. Such was the density of my meal, that the replacement chip on my front tooth, which I damaged as a child, fell out. That’s another trip to the dentist for me…

Posted by sean on August 15, 2014 at 9:44 pm in Life In Bath, Movies, Pizza with No Comments


This evening we noticed a lady wandering down the street, knocking on all the doors of the houses. As regular readers will remember, I recently had an encounter with some Jehovah Witnesses, trying to get into my property, so I am vary of opening the door to cold callers. The nuisance of a woman eventually came to our front door. Naturally I didn’t answer when she rang the bell. Before leaving to pester somebody else, she chucked a leaflet though the letterbox. At this point I was disappointed I didn’t answer the door to her. The leaflet was from the Conservative Party. It had been a long week at work and I quite fancied a political debate. If she ever does come back, I’ll tell her that there are two things we don’t do in our household. One is vote for the Tories. The second is use the word “cunt”. However, there is one exception. The use of the word “cunt” is permitted when describing David Cameron. That’ll be one guaranteed way never to see Tory Girl again.

Claire has now gone out with friends, so I am left on my own. I am spending the evening in watching Aladdin, in memory of Robin Williams. It has been years since I’ve watched it and I forgot how good it is. Williams’ performance as The Genie is superb. As Claire is going out for a meal, I had to eat something nice too and decided upon pizza. For the last few months, we’ve been using Papa John’s, as it’s the best pizza delivery I have found. I discovered this evening, however, that while PJ’s is great for special offers if ordering for two or more people, ordering alone is a bit rubbish. Therefore, it was back to Dominos. I felt like I was cheating. I’m sorry, Papa. If it makes you feel better, I didn’t like Dominos as much. Please try to do some better offers for those saddos dining alone.

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