Ode to (chicken) soup
Nothing beats homemade soup, for taste and nourishment, or warming up the memories, says Major Blunder. Ah, Gentle Reader, what
Read moreNothing beats homemade soup, for taste and nourishment, or warming up the memories, says Major Blunder. Ah, Gentle Reader, what
Read moreIt’s the time of year again to pause to Remember Them, and reflect on what sacrifice means, writes Major Blunder.
Read more– but not the type you think. N8N was alerted to a visit to Gordonton by Major Blunder, Officer Commanding,
Read moreRain, Gentle Reader, Rain! Glorious, cooling, wet, delicious, drifting, dripping, persistent, and on a rare occasion, HEAVY RAIN, writes our
Read moreMajor Blunder contemplates the good things in life, which includes a jolly good curry or two. One enjoys food,
Read moreMajor Blunder makes a plea for fundraisers to observe the finer points of running raffles, for the future of all.
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