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Friday 8 July 2016
OK. So if we didn't eat lamb there wouldn't be any. The countryside would be a bleaker place. But they have found a place in my heart, I love meat, but have always limited it to farmed stock and have avoided duck, venison etc. That seemed a good compromise. Nothing used to be tastier than Spring lamb. But now I live in the country and walk daily though England's green and pleasant land. I watch the ewes with their swollen bellies. I watch their babies, singles, twins and even triplets. I watch the lambs grow. Even Mars makes friends with them. I watch them go to market. Buck up I told myself as my husband came home with a lusty leg of lamb. Get it in the oven, stop imagining it with fur on it, running around. So I did just about cook it. And watched my family enjoy it. But I made do with vegetables.
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