16 stones 13.0 pounds. A big pile of them too.
Hardboiled egg, a little grated cheddar, a twist of black pepper and just enough mayo to bind it all together. in between a couple of slices of the squarest, whitest, most supermarket-est bread the shop had to offer.
That's living alright.
Mind you, I'd stay upwind of me for the time being.
Thursday, 10 April 2008
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