You smell, of poo! As I'd always say.
Wish you were here now, I could take you out for that bloody good steak I always owed you. Our last London experience together was dinner at Carluccio's where I was given food poisoning- yuck!
Here's some pics of us being stupid in my third year uni house, that night I may have made you roasted peppers which weren't quite roasted enough- crunchy peppers and brown rice (your fave, haa haa...)
You won though, you brought sticky toffee pudding for dessert.
Chow! (forever will I spell that word that way)
your daughter xxx
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