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caddymanMungry.
I wasn’t a few minutes ago, but now I am. I just wandered over to the tea point to recharge my coffee mug for the next half hour or so before lunch and I was confronted by the sight of a bloke carefully – nay, painstakingly building a baguette. This looked to be a work of art in the making and he was layering on Parma Ham. I couldn’t see past him to see what other goodies there were to be applied to this morsel. Perhaps they were still in the fridge. I hope there’s cheese, and not cheddar (worthy though it is); something hard and fruity – a berkswell, perhaps, with a little cress or rocket to finish it off.
Me stomick’s rumbling…
I wasn’t a few minutes ago, but now I am. I just wandered over to the tea point to recharge my coffee mug for the next half hour or so before lunch and I was confronted by the sight of a bloke carefully – nay, painstakingly building a baguette. This looked to be a work of art in the making and he was layering on Parma Ham. I couldn’t see past him to see what other goodies there were to be applied to this morsel. Perhaps they were still in the fridge. I hope there’s cheese, and not cheddar (worthy though it is); something hard and fruity – a berkswell, perhaps, with a little cress or rocket to finish it off.
Me stomick’s rumbling…