So I cooked a turban squash stuffed with rice and onions and cranberries, and made leeky colcannon. But my nose still drips like a tap, and in consequence I'm more annoyed than I should be at someone in Rutledge's vicinity wearing a sweater. Especially as she's wearing it in August when much has previously been made of the sultry heat.
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So I cooked a turban squash stuffed with rice and onions and cranberries, and made leeky colcannon. But my nose still drips like a tap, and in consequence I'm more annoyed than I should be at someone in Rutledge's vicinity wearing a sweater. Especially as she's wearing it in August when much has previously been made of the sultry heat.
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