Heather was hungry and taunted herself by talking about food, not that nettle pudding sounds particularly appealing and cockentrice sounds positively bizarre. Straight after this recording I (Tracy) expect her to whip up a quick fromenty...... or order a pizza..... whatever.
Warning, if you decide to Google the last dish that Heather mentions and if you mistype you may be presented with details of a panniculectomy. What you need to search is panackelty.
And finally, are you ready for a subjective temporal gear shift? If so, the helter skelter of life analogy is my gift it to the world. It's as likely to be correct as all the other theories about why time seems to go faster as we get older, I'm pretty sure. You're welcome.
And I decided not to edit out the section where I had to ask my family to pipe down.
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