But every time I felt like that, something amazing happened. Like, on Sunday I'd been working on the garden and came into the kitchen to make a cup of tea and jokingly said 'I suppose we've won another gold medal while I've been outside' and, d'y'knowwhat...WE HAD
! It's been like winning the World Cup every day for two weeks.....
Soops Kitchen, a place of refuge, reflection and revelry.
What would an ideal far right country look right to those who would vote Reform?






