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Happy New Year folks.

Happy New Year folks.

Happy New Year folks.

And the cheeky bar stards have the nerve to send a collection plate around their churches ?

And the cheeky bar stards have the nerve to send a collection plate around their churches ?

And the cheeky bar stards have the nerve to send a collection plate around their churches ?

And the cheeky bar stards have the nerve to send a collection plate around their churches ?

Vatican?

Peregrine attacking a Marsh Harrier over Stanpit Marsh.

Yes had me twitching a bit until i saw it.

Peregrine attacking a Marsh Harrier over Stanpit Marsh.

The last of the Christmas pudding trifle, not bad tbf.

Cobwebs have more flavour than turkey 

Took me awhile.  But spotted it in the end.

Stanpit Marsh?

Peregrine attacking a Marsh Harrier over Stanpit Marsh.

Peregrine attacking a Marsh Harrier over Stanpit Marsh.

Peregrine attacking a Marsh Harrier over Stanpit Marsh.

Feels like a night to reopen the beer thread. 
 
This...nice

Satsumas!

I give up, where’s the food at? Bet there’s a bowl of nuts on the sideboard we can barely see

There was a man who worked for the Post Office whose job was to process all the mail that had illegible addresses.
One day, a letter came addressed in a shaky handwriting to God with no address. He thought he should open it to see what it was about.
The letter read:
Dear God,
I am an 83 year old widow, living on a very small pension. Yesterday someone stole my purse. It had £100 in it, which was all the money I had until my next pension cheque.
Next Sunday is Christmas, and I had invited two of my friends over for dinner.
Without that money, I have nothing to buy food with. I have no family to turn to, and you are my only hope.
Can you please help me?
Sincerely,
Edna
The postal worker was touched. He showed the letter to all the other workers. Each one dug into his or her wallet and came up with a few pounds. By the time he made the rounds, he had collected £96, which they put into an envelope and sent to the woman.
The rest of the day, all the workers felt a warm glow thinking of Edna and the dinner she would be able to share with her friends.
Christmas came and went.
A few days later, another letter came from the same old lady to God.
All the workers gathered around while the letter was opened.
It read:
Dear God, 
How can I ever thank you enough for what you did for me? Because of your gift of love, I was able to fix a glorious dinner for my friends. We had a very nice day and I told my friends of your wonderful gift.
By the way, there was £4 missing.
I think it must have been those bar stewards at the Post Office !
???

Mince turkey.

Bring a pan of spuds to the boil, for mashing.

Make a simple pasta type dough from plain flour, 2 eggs and boiling water, roll out and cut with large glass.

Drain and mash potatoes, fry chopped onion in butter, then combine the turkey, potato and onion in a bowl. Spoon this filling into the middle of the circular dough, then press the edges together like a miniature Cornish pasty.
Drop the shapes into boiling water for a couple of minutes, until they float in the pan, then remove and place in a bowl of cold water.
Remove from water and drain on kitchen towel, heat butter in a frying pan, add chopped bacon then fry off the Perogi until nicely browned and crisp.
Voilà, serve with brown sauce for a easy delicious brunch.

Geez was madness at ours today, we even invited someone we hardly knew for dinner as I heard him talking about being home alone and cooking sausages, fifteen people fed watered and happy.?