I went off mashed potatoes with my eldest, who will soon be 35, and still can't eat them. It was the texture. I also went off smoky bacon crisps. My husband likes his fried eggs sunny side up, and then smashes them on a slice of bread. I could cook them for him, but had to leave the room while he ate them.
I hope the new PM is kind to Larry the Cat
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