We had a BBQ, I say we, I wasn’t actually present for it as I was at work, but I was saved some BBQ food to reheat after work.

It was all going swimmingly until the last item on the plate, the sausages. They looked ok from the outside but little did I know that they held within them a terrible secret.

As you can see (unless you are blind and are accessing this on a brail enabled computer) they were pretty much raw, not even slightly cooked. Several questions immediately sprung to mind, like : Was this BBQ cooked using only a lighter? Is the mother attempting to kill me? Is this what my appendix was for? (sadly I am without my appendix). I fear that I will never know the truth in full.

As I was really hungry, and tired, and wanted to go straight to bed I took a fairly big bite out of it before I realised it was completely raw. Meaning I spent quite a lot of time ,when I should have been sleeping, worrying I would get food poisoning from it. Nothing like a night of cold uncooked meat sweats to really hammer home how tired you are! (I was ok though, Huzzah! Take that attempted murder plot #1,829,572!)

My main point of concern here is that I was the last person to eat this BBQ food, meaning that no one at the BBQ bit into a sausage and thought “this could probably do with a few more minutes over the zippo” yet another dinner goes by with me questioning the rest of my families sanity, an all to regular occurrence I feel.

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Living With Mother.

Into the pink. Day 17.

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