Jo, you dinosaur. Jamie Olive-oiler, who glugs out the evil stuff, will be round to sort you out.
Saundra, will you marry me?
We could live out our lives in a shoebox in t'middle of t'road. Not the A165 though, the B1253 to Boynton is quieter.
I can't do this grazing, eating-on-the-go, thing. I hate crisps, chocolate bars and snacks, except in desperation. I despair when I see whole families sat on a bench tucking in to burgers, KFC's 'fries' onion rings and drinking chemical laden pop.
You know that you're going out so make a pack-up of fresh stuff. More nutritious and way cheaper.
Jen, we seem to have a consensus going on here re pastry. Flavour and texture are winning the day.