thatbags - if there's a hoof on your plate it will be horse. Or it could be cow, I suppose.
I'm one who panics when people have to be fed. Everyone seems so fussy these days and DH is particularly fussy. I have learned to cope with his fussiness but if others turn up who are fussy in another direction I throw my hands up in horror. I never have a dinner party if I can help it, horrid things. I prefer to meet up with friends and go to a restaurant - let the chef cope with all these fussy people if the menu can't. I once had a friend who sent back a salad for goodness sake. I think she found a spot of red pepper in it.
Have you stopped buying papers?
Retiring and living frugally in money from downsizing after years of stress



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