Tuesday, 28 February 2017

H Bomb for H Bomb

H Bomb and I had an (other) hour to kill and a meal to consume.

My tossing skills aren't what they once were.

The eve of lent has however handed me a meal costing less than a bag of quavers, 40 minutes of 'wholesome' kitchen-trashing happiness and a discussion on thermonuclear weapons and toadstools.

Just call me Mary-effing-Berry, Katie-flaming-Allsop, Edward-bombing-Teller, Bill-Fungal-Oddie or all of the above. Edu-kitchen is back and better than ever.

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