The bread I eat in London, is a deleterious paste, mixed up with chalk, alum, and bone ashes: insipid to the taste, and destructive to the constitution.
Tobias Smollett, ‘The Expedition of Humphrey Clinker’ (1771)
The bread I eat in London, is a deleterious paste, mixed up with chalk, alum, and bone ashes: insipid to the taste, and destructive to the constitution.
Tobias Smollett, ‘The Expedition of Humphrey Clinker’ (1771)
Bet the Londoners enjoyed their unique bread…:>> xx
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I’m sure they did :)):)
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I wish it was enough to put me off bread – but it isn’t :no:
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Oh, me to – I love bread, every type or should I say any type 🙂
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Okay to bread one good tea. In tea time 4 pm I like to drink some Earl grey, but with milk plese. 😉
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:)):) x
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