Using my swede

Jen and I had roast pork for dinner last night. It was excellent. We had it with mashed carrot and swede. As usual, there was too much swede, so we only used half. The following conversation took place:

R: There's half a swede left. I could use that to make the world's biggest potato-print!
J: But it wouldn't be a potato-print; it would be a swede-print.
R: Hey! I might win the Turnip Prize!

(I'm here all week, folks!)

By Richard Carter

A fat, bearded chap with a Charles Darwin fixation.

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