A year or two back you’d get a funny look if you tried to pay for a round of drinks with a card; if the bill came to less than a tenner… forget it. Yet now you get a funny look if you try to pay for anything with cash. It’s seen as grubby, potentially tainted, an obvious barrier to social distancing. I’ve had the same handful of coins in my trouser pocket for a couple of months now; I might as well keep them in a jar.
I'm becoming more cosmopolitan with my cooking. May I present the Full English Breakfast Pizza...
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