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| Blueberry wheats and a pear. |
Tonight was my third night under house arrest (necessitated by illness) and I must say it's getting old. I cheered myself up by cooking a pumpkin pie -- the only thing I felt like eating. I shan't include a photograph now as there's every chance that I'll eat some for breakfast tomorrow morning. And now, I must off to bed, before
I turn into a pumpkin.
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