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Ha ha, excellent - me and my chums have a similar thing called 'middle class injuries'. Aga burns, slipping on haloumi, that sort of thing.

Excellent. We have the same round here. My friend in desperation took her hungry child aged 5 to McDonalds only for him to wail loudly when they got in "but Mummy, I want sushi". Ahh ist world problems.

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redfox is a small furry animal, but unfortunately not the sweet and adorable kind. she lives in an awfully large house with her black-bearded husband snarkout and marauding child jane.

see also: the hungry tiger

Dinner reports

More dinners.

Things I Cried Over

  • The Great British Sewing Bee.

  • Window washers.

  • Lilo and Stitch. Repeatedly.

  • "No one was with her when she died."

  • Slings and Arrows.
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