(By Giles)
Esther has taken to her bed with a fearful attack of bacterial doomscroll and says will I please write a recipe for her so that you don’t feel short-changed while she’s sweating in her bed over the war in wherever, the cost of this, the shortage of that and why on earth Tom Hardy STILL hasn’t called.
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