tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4165040501440991262.post706586655034041499..comments2023-08-27T11:12:10.729+01:00Comments on One stitch at a time: Tuesday 14 MayCybèlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15470546757550328725noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4165040501440991262.post-63431621580034665022013-05-18T15:05:17.150+01:002013-05-18T15:05:17.150+01:00I didn't like rice pudding as a child either. ...I didn't like rice pudding as a child either. When I wouldn't eat it, my mother put a stick on the table with which she stirred the boiled washing! She beat me with it if I didn't eat. I have no food phobias now and love cooking. Eating is a very sensual and social activity in my view.Alan Tyson-Carterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12606839840794598431noreply@blogger.com