After turning over the top 30cm of compost yesterday I asked R. to bring out some icecream. "What for?" he asked. I said that we could have it with the perfectly baked apples from the compost heap! Shame about the grubs, though. The Granny Smiths were perfect, except for grubs, when thrown in there a few days ago; now they are cooked to perfection.
I wonder how a well-wrapped leg of lamb would go? Might be ready for dinner? Perhaps not!
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