Peter has whipped in quickly and stolen my today's daisy. They are now over here. The mangosteens (not to be confused with langoustines) did taste very very nice if I kept my eyes shut. But as soon as Peter pointed out that they looked like grubs that was it for me, I could not eat them anymore.
1 comment:
not so much stolen as borrowed I would say. - " for richer for poorer, whats yours is mine" etc ( although a bit less of te poorer bit would be nice!)
peter
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