It was Sunday, and I had woken up with an urge for grilled chicken and fried potatoes. Nothing could dispel it. However hard I tried imagining a healthy bowl of salad or a really decadent sandwich, grilled chicken and potatoes was all I had on my mind. I was on my own, but I detest […]
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PLENTY TO BEEF ABOUT
There’s this poor old nag, who’s worked on a farm in deepest Romania all his life, but can’t work anymore. So he’s shipped off by lorry to a meat factory many hundreds of miles away in the South of France, along with a lot of his mates, where he’s slaughtered and cut into chunks. […]
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