Tried and tested uses of goose fat.... Wot??

Being rather a rotund feline with a good appetite, I was reading the Days on the Claise post of this morning about the Touraine Goose...
L'Oie de Touraine...
but something was missing...
the goose fat element!!

I had heard that goose grease was good for the body and soul...
so I Googled and found this on Ya-who Answers...

Tried and tested uses of goose fat?

"Now that the weather is beginning to turn I am even more convinced that my grandsons need to be warm at night.

When I was shopping at the Marks and Spencer Food Court I saw some goose fat on sale...
and it reminded me of what I used to do for my boys when they were young.

Every November I would rub a thick layer of goose fat onto their chests and cover that in a layer of brown paper.
I would then sew my boys into their cotton vests until May.
They slept in pyjamas under cotton sheets and 17 blankets with a hot water bottle at their feet and another at their back.

I knew that this would protect them against...
bronchitis...
chest infection...
pneumonia and pulmonary disease...
and was a fool-proof defence against athletes foot.
None of my boys caught so much as a cold when they were young!

I have just phoned my son to tell him about the goose fat but he was out.
My daughter-in-law answered and said that as their house was centrally heated...
she was sure my boys would manage just fine in their pyjamas.

Don’t you think that I have the right to protect my "boys" against the ravages of the English winter?"

The reply to this was:

"Absolutely right.
It works even better these days if you mix the goose fat with Dijon mustard.
The mustard defends against headlice, measles, tooth cavities and Lassa fever...
so its essential to rub (it) on their chests.
Can I also suggest 2 pairs of bed socks and a head scarf for added warmth.
I think bubble wrap may also work better than brown paper...
some of these modern inventions have their uses you know.
Central heating is not to be trusted, it is well known for breaking down at least once every 5 years.

I think your grandsons, having a birthday coming up...
would really appreciate goose fat and mustard as a pressie."

Source: Grandmother of 65 what knows things about things

The original asker of the question replied...

"Thank you for the tip.
I have added mustard to the shopping list...
although I shall buy English, can't stand the French."

And if you believe that....
you'll believe anything!

But...
if you read more of the 16 answers you will see that some of the responders did...
the link is here!
Wot are people loik!??

Reigning Cats.... and Dogs?

What ghastly weather...
it is keeping my brother and that other cat indoors...
more's the pity...
anyway...........
sorry I've been so long posting....
meals to eat!

Not finding anything worth commenting about on the Staff blogs or in their picture folders...
folders, how quaint...
they are in a data bank, you stupid humans!!

Thus...
I have been forced to look further afield...
and found this video on Auntie Beeb, as my Staff like to call it...

Cat Dexter helps dog friend Gizmo escape kitchen 

An entertaining video with no commentary...
not that it is needed...
clever cat lets dumb dog out of kitchen...
then follows...
please note the chivalry involved...
mut gets to go through first!

This is rather like in the days of yore...
the women were allowed through the door first...
so that they walked into any booby trap before "Sir" came through...
on the basis that there was always another serving wench to be had to replace her!

So much for "chivalry"!

Hop to it! The Supermarket's closing...

This was the scene in LeClerc at Loches today....

"That's the spuds sorted then"

And this was the conversation that was overheard:

Sparrow one: "But I thought that they had been re-named"
Sparrow two: "Yes... they should be called Prosper!"
Sparrow one: "It still says Stemster, though..."
Sparrow two: "Does it matter? They are the same potato..."
Sparrow one: "'Course it does.... it's confusing!"
 
Sparrow two: "How many are we getting then...? 
Sparrow one: "We don't eat potatoes!!"
Sparrow two: "But they're seed potatoes?"
Sparrow one: "Yes... but NOT BIRD SEED! Stoopid!"
Sparrow two: "That's the spuds sorted then... what's next?"

Sparrow one: "Wait! Where's the bird seed ....?"
Sparrow two: "Behind you... on the left... in those huge tubs!!"
Sparrow one: "We can't carry that!"
Sparrow two: "Perhaps someone will get one for us?"
Sparrow one: "Don't be daft... is there anything else on the list?"