A few days ago I was looking at a friend's photographs of his recent holiday in France. I had been there with him last year. We had enjoyed the local culture and played petanque in the village. I remarked to CJ how nostalgic I'd felt and happened to say "Be still my beating heart". What a silly saying. That's just about the last thing I want!
Black Pudding.
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