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“Junk food fills children’s lunchboxes” – SO WHAT!

…and what do the young people see parents, teachers and admin-staff eating?

Have you seen the size of many teachers and school admin staff? Have you seen the cakes, chips and kebabs taken to staff-rooms at lunchtime? The tins of Quality Street and boxes of Roses in the school office.

At every school function school-raffles mean head-teachers hand bottles of wine and scotch to staff and parents and boxes of chocolates are everywhere in front of the same kids humiliated in every lunchtime stop & search.

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Santa beheaded at Lescar

Location:Rossington Rd,Norton,United Kingdom

tattie cakes – as requested – are you watching Hamish?

450g (1lb) Potatoes 110g (4oz) Plain Flour 50g (2oz) Butter 1 tsp Salt Pinch Pepper Butter Wash and scrub the potatoes, but don’t peel Boil in lightly-salted boiling water until tender Drain and set aside in the hot saucepan to “dry in their steam” Allow to cool slightly, peel the potatoes Mash the potatoes to a smooth consistency, ensuring that there are no lumps Season with salt and freshly ground pepper and pour in the melted butter Add enough flour to make a pliable and easily manageable dough Knead gently to combine Roll out on a lightly-floured board to [

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so off the list!

This pretentious place [LINK], never before visited, is so off ‘the list’. Took 4 minutes to choose a sandwich after a fifty-mile ride only to be told at exactly four PM that ‘we don’t do food after four PM’.