people who've done pears.

can anyone suggest a number for the number of pears you can poach and freeze without that you begin to start looking a bit like a pear and everything you look at begins to look like one too? I thought it is ninety seven, but that seems a bit low. I don't want any starter guesses, just proper estimates from people who've done pears.
Howard did a lovely green sauce last night with sorrel and lettuce and mint and parsley, and put quite a lot of rum in the fruit salad. We had such fun making our mascarpone ice cream for the - yes, of course -pears. Unfortunately, Howard went a bit funny this morning.
It's a shame that our home appears to have been listed on Terrapin Zero's appalling website; it goes without saying we trust our friends will ignore his hateful incitements.

The Benefit of the Doubt and a Cheer-Up Supper.

some of us are doing a little cheer-up supper later for Heidi's unfortunate cousin. Those of you who attended terrapin school in its challenging third year might feel able to use this as an opportunity to start rebuilding trust. We need all kinds of pungent sauces, especially old spanish ones. There's a lot of fish to dress up.
On a brighter note, Ced has become a vegetable prepper in the underwater cafe, and has got a girlfriend in the washing-up department. He may be thinking of a book he's read, but we are, for now, giving him the benefit of the doubt.

A* in breakfast smirking.

Would everyone please stop asking Enobarbus for his autograph just because he has shared a cell with Terrapin Zero; it is making him think he has something to be proud of. He hasn't, of course. He also got I think it was 31 new GCSEs today and smirked right through breakfast. He really is very annoying.
Ced is back. He's reading the back of a washing up liquid bottle as I write and looking absolutely baffled. He's had all the pots and pans out as usual, making his unusual chutney. If anyone can stomach any of this, after the disaster of 2009, he is (optimistically) selling it for £2.65 a pot, which isn't a big pot. Big enough though. He has been hinting that there's something extra in it this year. Mark had a little bit on a slice of toast 10 mins ago and the colour has all but completely drained from his face.