I don't need my strings tugged so early in the morning (thanks Jez) But tugged they were. I cook all types of animals yet shudder at the idea of casseroling deer. Give me a pound of cow, the breasts of a lamb, the shoulders of pinky and perky and I'm happy. But every time I see venison lying stunned, purple and packed on the chiller slab in Sainsburys I see Bambi's skinny legs and big eyes. I can't kill him any more!
Too upset to write now.
Back later with views on offal.
Showing posts with label Pigs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Pigs. Show all posts
Friday, 23 July 2010
Friday, 8 May 2009
Yippee it's Friday!
Super morning.
Sunny and wind free!
I shall wear a cherry red blouse and blue jeans to work and on the way home pop once again into the charity shop.
Bought a pig yesterday.
Sunny and wind free!
I shall wear a cherry red blouse and blue jeans to work and on the way home pop once again into the charity shop.
Bought a pig yesterday.
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