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croquettes
had black pudding croquettes
with apple sauce & half a pint of bitter for lunch in the pub with my wife and our son and his wife and their son
my and my wife’s grandson
of course who at six months is sitting in a high chair smiling and gurgling
and looking just a little perplexed
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