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So yesterday, made another error of the same sort when I was trying to tart up cold chicken with boiled vegetables a bit. The thought was to make some white sauce to go with them, the usual form for which being to start the white sauce by gently frying some onion in butter and then, towards the end of the process, adding some yellow cheese. But yesterday I thought that since sage and onion makes excellent stuffing, why not try sage and onion sauce? Got some fresh sage from the garden, chopped it up and added it to the sauce instead of the cheese. Looked OK. Texture of body of sauce OK. But the chopped sage felt coarse on the tongue, which made the texture of the sauce as a whole all wrong. Edible, but not to be repeated. I now know that sage leaves have a coarseness which is fine in the context of a chewy and savoury stuffing but which is not fine in the context of what is supposed to be a smooth and savoury sauce.

Yesterday's second error was of a different sort. In February I mentioned a book by M. le Comte d'Herisson which included some stuff on a chap called Nauendorff who was actually the missing second son of Louis XVI. I was quite taken in. But yesterday, turning the pages again, I was moved to make netular enquiries and rapidly find that ten years or so ago someone had matched the DNA in an antique pickled heart with that in a hair plucked from Marie Antoinette, thus proving conclusively that the second son did die in the Temple and did not escape to become M. Nauendorff or anyone else. I then get hold of an anonymous article about famous pretenders from something called gutenburg. This article, written in a popular style, makes clear that the French go in for pretenders for Louis XVII in much the same as we go in for pretenders for the princes in the tower. There were lots of them. This particular one made quite a good thing of it for a bit, extracting lots of dosh from credulous royalist ladies, before he retired hurt to Camberwell where he made a respectable living while annoying his neighbours with fireworks.

My error being taken in by the respectable sounding M. le Comte d'Herisson. All very well for credulous royalist ladies before the invention of DNA, but I think I should have known better.

I can wind up with a related error from Google. The post for 1 February of this year seems to have gone missing. Not in the February list, nor has it strayed into the January list - which can happen due to the difference between GMT and PST. But it does appear if you search for 'Herisson'. What is going on? What can one deduce about the blogger database from this particular error?