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In my apple picking days in the Tasmanian Orchards, we'd start picking at the crack of dawn and it could be cold, very cold. You couldn't pick until the frost had thawed on the fruit and you couldn't pick wearing gloves as you needed to be gentle with the fruit so that it didn't bruise. We'd light little twig fires and huddle around them to thaw our frozen fingers - but the real secret was to impale an apple on a stick and toast it on the fire. It warmed your hands and your insides as you ate your hot cooked apple.
A bit like your baked onion, Spec.
A bit like your baked onion, Spec.
The Moneyless Chicken says:-
Use it up, wear it out, make it do or do without.
Use it up, wear it out, make it do or do without.