Judge Fred

If it’s freezing cold. The slow cooker’s on,set to autoand I should know,nowmy hands smell of onionthough they’re not finely chopped, I finished the preparationsand finally stoppedfor a break,one more breath and I could beon Masterchef, sodinner’s in the offingabout sixI’ll be scoffin’ the lot. Wednesday can be funif you’re upbefore the sunwhich is better…

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