but easily distracted;
smell of burning spuds
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let loose in kitchen
but easily distracted; smell of burning spuds
6 Comments
Sue Clayton
8/7/2023 01:43:32 am
Culinary catastrophe.
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K. J. Watson
8/7/2023 12:35:21 pm
Thanks for the comment, Sue. You’re absolutely right.
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Sandra James
16/7/2023 10:31:01 am
I've been sitting in the same room, tapping away on my laptop and completely oblivious. You'd wonder why it takes so long for the senses to realise that putrid smell!
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K. J. Watson
16/7/2023 02:08:57 pm
Many thanks for your feedback, Sandra.
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Dee Lorraine
18/7/2023 02:37:59 pm
There go the dinner plans. I hope the distraction was worth it, K.J.
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K. J. Watson
18/7/2023 03:51:10 pm
Thanks for the comment, Dee.
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