With the parents-in-law
over for Sunday lunch we pushed the boat out and not only prepared a roast beef
dinner but also two desserts – a strawberry trifle and some caramel shortbread –
and with the latter reluctant to set my wife shoved it into the fridge where it
lay in wait; sure enough as I reached in for a beer it slid down my arms and
was saved from destruction only by a reflex grab, at the expense of a very sticky
right thumb and forefinger, easily licked clean – not so the later discovered
sticky elbow that, despite contortions with my arm and tongue, I had to give up
on and rinse off under the tap.
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