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Originally Posted by Engine Serang
May I respectfully suggest the wife be handed a job. Bake me two apple tarts.
And put one of your sinks in Exchange and Mart.
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She's out of pastry, and avoiding the shops since the bug has arrived in the village. Even so, she contrived a magnificent lunch today, of a lentil something or other, with homegrown swiss chard alongside, aided by Australian Artan red, and a handsome apple crumble for afters.