
I lived in fear of a Darth Vader-esque school dinner lady who stood me perpetually at the naughty table for refusing to eat mushy peas. An ordeal made worse after I was caught spooning the accursed veg into her wellies. Who, we ask, has wrecked your life?
Thanks to Philly G for the suggestion
( , Thu 29 Apr 2010, 12:01)
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a course of massive, high quality pork pies, and a fry up. Get it all from a proper butchers, not a supermarket. If you won't eat that, you might be technically dead.
Seriously, look after yourself.
( , Fri 30 Apr 2010, 23:17, 1 reply)

still a bit of a struggle when the dark side surfaces, but I've held my weight steady for 2 months.
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