After the disturbing nightmare Beryl had had about her husband, she was already on the very edge of hysteria as she entered the forbiddingly, steamy kitchen. Straight away her eyes noted the excessive red staining on the linen tablecloth, discarded kitchen cleaver and even on the wooden flooring beneath the table. To her right she also saw three smeared handprints and a serrated knife on the worktop. With great caution she approached the two large saucepans bubbling on the Aga cooker. The smell they emitted was foul and pungent to her senses and she could feel the bile beginning to rise in her throat. With deepening fear she outstretched an arm and shakily grasped the saucepan lid and with trembling hand she slowly lifted. She felt the hairs on the back of her neck rise as her morbid fears were instantly confirmed. Although knowing full well she was allergic, Neville had cooked fricking beetroot again.

last comments (total: 6)

Needs a few more chapters

[anon]

26/01/21
4:25pm

It's been nominated for the Cooker Prize.

Another Anon

[anon]

26/01/21
4:34pm

Hope it wins that prize. It's certainly the War & Peace of captions.

[anon]

26/01/21
4:39pm

Don't you mean War & Peas?

Another Another Anon

[anon]

26/01/21
8:27pm

Warren who?

26/01/21
8:27pm

I haven't read it, gonna wait till it comes out on dvd

[anon]

27/01/21
9:40am

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