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But. My Mum is the complete opposite, she can navigate around any town using the fast-food places as landmarks and she prefers potato gems to just about anything.
My brother [the apprentice chef] used to keep
usher under control, but since we moved away I'm becoming the parent. ['No you *can't* have Macca's for breakfast, lunch, *and* dinner! Have a carrot!']Of course, I don't win all the time, since she's the one with the car.