What a shame .. The cool running guys chaps didn’t pull it off .. Pants.. Even wore my hat for the occasion.. Let’s out that to one not so fast occasion huh? Chicken supper.. A free rangey super chuck.. Plonked… Read More ›
icecream
It has to be the beef..
Sunday lunch means beef here in this house .. Why? Well for starters , it’s Mrs Fitz favourite .. And fit second I am very lucky to currently be in possession of a heap of wonderful Hereford rib joints.. I… Read More ›
