Yes, these people have the cheek to work with me, or at least the sense to get out of the way and abondon us to Scotch Corner (spit spit)...
Oh this was scary... A buch of rabid cheffers invading the Holly Hill and doing things that defy description...
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I'm just not going to say anything about these two. I still have nightmares. Not as many as Chris (or for that matter any sane person who looks at it) will when he sees... |
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| ...this. It's one of those strange things, but Chris always seems to have a lot of (quite odd) women around him. What a stud! | |
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Carrying on the Chris and Women bizzarity, we stumble onto Rhian. This is quite strange as it's more normal... |
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for her to stumble onto you like this. This is a fairly normal cross section of LC life and it is nice to notice that the supervisors are the ones who are the least vertical. |
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Just Beware! of the little chef lasses who are ready to strike a strange pose at a moment's notice... |
| and of Sarah, who is blessed with the power to Rota, now that she has acheived senility at the ripe old age of 30!!! | |
What better to do on a bright summer's evening than to have a work's tennis match? Hmm...
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Honestly, it's only a tennis match, but people still can't control themselves. You let Jacqui and Martin alone for a few minutes and they end up covered in lipstick. And Jacqui's married with kid too. Terrible. |
| It is alright though, cos Martin is good with (or is it for) kids... |  |
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And just to carry on the theme of illict romances Chris and my sister (ooh err) getting on famously. It's just strange to see someone hitting Liz, and not the other way round. Still, we have to laugh, especially since... |
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...Liz can't climb up level ground. She unfortunately... |
| ...shares the family dementia. |  |