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Something for the weekend and something for the Tuesday when you cannot be bothered. Occasionally a note about a mistake I made. About a three-minute read.
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A tray of chicken thighs, a note on why my white bean soup was too thin for two years, and the only sensible way to store a half-used tin of tomatoes. That is the whole shape of it.