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Sunday, 12 June 2016

Supper

The sandwich was made.
Ham, cheese, tomato and mayo on some of that bread with the poppy seeds from the supermarket. This would be the best supper ever.
He sat in the armchair and realised he'd left the glass of milk in the kitchen. The plate with the sandwich was placed on the table and he went to retrieve his drink.
When he returned the dog was wrestling with his sandwich on the rug by the fire.

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