Last Saturday we decided we fancied a wee aromatic duck and pancakes while driving back from a wet and very muddy walk in one of Glasgow's many parks. One of the girls had fallen asleep in the back of the car, so I said I would run into Tesco while Hubby sat in the car, listening to the football and chatting to daughter #2. Trying to get and out of Tesco as quickly and unobtrusively as possible in my muddy wellies (not even Hunter's I'm afraid, but Matalan zebra-striped), and my wet and windswept hair, I probably rushed my purchasing decision and, for that, I only have myself to blame. I saw ...
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