You won't see me coming....
Ingredients which every Labour Luvvie will have in their larder, as long as that larder is in Islington.Penseivat
You forgot the quinoa, Julia!
check,check,check,check,check,check,check.Do I need to hand in my credentials?
You could settle for a jar of Dolmio sauce - or better still, supermarkets' own brand, but I suppose that is far too proletarian or plebian for socialists.
This reminds me of the mocked up Grauniad reader offers at Radder's place.
Shame on you, Julia. You'd be surprised what everyday ordinary folk have in their larders.
"...as long as that larder is in Islington."Heh! "You forgot the quinoa, Julia!"Oh, quinoa's so last year, it's freekah now!"Do I need to hand in my credentials?"*gasps*"You could settle for a jar of Dolmio sauce..."Dolmio's rather sweet for my tastes. But there's a few I do like - Lloyd Grossman has some good ones. "This reminds me of the mocked up Grauniad reader offers at Radder's place."Satire is getting harder to do, isn't it?"Shame on you, Julia. You'd be surprised what everyday ordinary folk have in their larders."Eeeeewww, licorice!? Hate the stuff.
Ingredients which every Labour Luvvie will have in their larder, as long as that larder is in Islington.
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You forgot the quinoa, Julia!
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Do I need to hand in my credentials?
You could settle for a jar of Dolmio sauce - or better still, supermarkets' own brand, but I suppose that is far too proletarian or plebian for socialists.
ReplyDeleteThis reminds me of the mocked up Grauniad reader offers at Radder's place.
ReplyDeleteShame on you, Julia. You'd be surprised what everyday ordinary folk have in their larders.
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"You forgot the quinoa, Julia!"
Oh, quinoa's so last year, it's freekah now!
"Do I need to hand in my credentials?"
*gasps*
"You could settle for a jar of Dolmio sauce..."
Dolmio's rather sweet for my tastes. But there's a few I do like - Lloyd Grossman has some good ones.
"This reminds me of the mocked up Grauniad reader offers at Radder's place."
Satire is getting harder to do, isn't it?
"Shame on you, Julia. You'd be surprised what everyday ordinary folk have in their larders."
Eeeeewww, licorice!? Hate the stuff.