Oodles of noodles

This is what happens when you get cold and pop to the shop for toilet rolls. Yes it seems I have reverted to a student again…

I took the decision that it wasn’t wet enough to break out the over trousers. That and it was still quite humid, I thought I’d end up like a boil in the bag chicken as they can get a bit warm. So off I toddled to the yard. Only to get soaked and rather cold. Both were a bit of a novelty if I’m honest.

So when I got to the shop, my comfort food level was high. I’m very partial to a spring roll. I’m very partial to noodles. Now I have oodles of noodles. I know they’re not the most healthy thing I could have had. It’s not like I’ll eat them all the time. There was a time when they were my post-clubbing snack of choice. They are also a little bit of a ‘I’m not feeling great’ kinda snack. I have no such excuse tonight. I just fancied them. And a little bit of what you fancy does you good. That’s my theory and I’m sticking to it…

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