Brilliant reading, thank you guys. TH! - TWO pizzas, and uncooked, you must at least have felt a bit uncomfortable as the dough swelled up inside you. My long-gone lurcher, Mr Bean, stole a bowl of uncooked sage & onion stuffing one Christmas, before it made it into the turkey. He just kept feeling fuller and his poor tummy was like a drum but, typical lurcher, he refused to be ill and was right as rain again by Boxing Day and ready for his bubble & squeak.
I'm loving the GRASS tales from the riverbank. I don't fish myself (much to Jock's dismay, as he's a bit of a seafood gourmet) but I love the idea of you guys and dogs whiling away the hours with ratty and moley - and I guess you'll have all summer to get Tara her new knitted coat for next winter!
