It's the morning after the hog roast and no ill effects from the four pigs feet and mushy peas,and two puddings one which looked like sick but tasted like trifle,the other pudding was south african bobbity,which is like christmas pudding and tasted wonderful,I turned down the chance of a third in the interests of my image around the village.
Alchohol was limited to 250cl of german beer which did leave rather a large hole in the alcohol reservoir section of my belly,and not to be recommended.
To the delight of that poor lad in KC I shall be having a day free from voluntary work,and returning to normal mode.
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I loved roasted pigs feet when I worked on a building site in Barnsley.
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