Cullingworth nestles in Yorkshire's wonderful South Pennines where I once was the local councillor. These are my views - on politics, food, beer and the stupidity of those who want to tell me what to think or do. And a little on mushrooms.
Thursday, 29 January 2015
In which our friend Leg Iron explains stuff to the Daily Mail's health experts...
As it’s payday on Friday and I have a little to spare, what took my
fancy tonight was a lump of rump steak with a bottle of cut-price
Aberlour for dessert.
And so on - quite wonderful. Do read and act on the advice therein.
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