tony from suffolk
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I remember when many years ago, we were staying at The Sunday School in LLangattock, and the well-meaning mother of a caver had kindly prepared a chilli (IIRC) for us to heat up when we got there. She also supplied a large bag of rice, which she felt would complement her dish. None of us had a clue how to cook rice, so we just bunged it all in a big pot & put it on to boil. Not appreciating how much it swelled...
We ended up filling as many pots as we could find in the place and ended up feeding most of it to the chickens who used to wander about outside. The rice wasn't properly cooked, so after a while the poor hens began to look rather bloated and slow. I don't think we actually killed any, but they weren't very well.
We ended up filling as many pots as we could find in the place and ended up feeding most of it to the chickens who used to wander about outside. The rice wasn't properly cooked, so after a while the poor hens began to look rather bloated and slow. I don't think we actually killed any, but they weren't very well.