A is for Apocalypse…

For They Know Not What They Say…

Read After Burnout

This was the last food that I remember from Sandham:

Potato waffles Scrambled eggs and beans Yoghurts
Fruit juice

Red lentil, chickpea and chilli (v)

Roast lamb, roast potatoes, carrots, peas and mint sauce Sweet potato curry (v) Apple shortcakes

Southern fried chicken, wedges and corn on the cob

Orange Pavlova 

Toast and drinks.

It’s strange, but I can’t remember the exact date. Dates are not normally a problem, they register in my brain like items of shopping that are passed over scanners at the checkouts of most major supermarkets. Dates are now most definitely a problem as they don’t seem to occur, or even exist. So I spend my time remembering the food that I had been eating, recalling the taste of my favourite dishes whilst also conjuring up the taste of those that I didn’t like. I was wondering if outsiders, you, those that are reading this from…

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