Large Meat

I simply had to have it.
So into the trolley it went.
Going to take an age to roast.


Mother Update:

She's getting on my nerves.
Wrong size porridge bowl.
First "No lunch"...then "Where's my lunch?"
Bucket in drawing room for feet.


Meanwhile here I am phoning the surgery so that Madam can get her multiple fixes of ointments, lotions, potions, tablets, powders and pills.

I may try to get OUT tonight, not for long, just a change of scenery on account of me feeling a bit below stairs...

Being poisoned tonight:)
Corned Beef, sliced finely in order to make sure there's enough for sandwiches tomorrow which will be accompanied by wavy chips. Probably 1 ish.
Mashed tatties. Nobs of butter. Too fed up to care about cholesterol.
Peas, nuked. Then sugared and salted.
English mustard, a soupcon.

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Old Queen of Puddings. A nursery dessert favoured by older people who feel let down by Tiramisu.