I picked up some lovey ripe peaches when I was at the supermarket on Sunday and sat down to enjoy one last night. It was beautifully ripe and very juicy and sweet. Imagine then, me sitting on the sofa, the peach sitting peachily on a plate. I take a bite - no more than a teeny nibble. The peach juice-bomb explodes and I end up with juice all over my face, up my nose, on my glasses, dripping off my elbows....Luckily I had the foresight to take kitchen towel with me so I was able to mop up, but I was a mess! My leason is learned. Eat the next one whilst wearing a bib, sitting in the bath!!
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