Back in the (good??) old days when smoking was allowed on trains, she would secretly slip half a bobby pin deep into her cigarette and start puffing. As she smoked, the ash grew longer and longer (held together by the bobby pin) and fellow passengers would be on the edge of their seats, willing her to ash it, while waiting for it to fall, which of course it never did because of the bobby pin. Cheeky.
I am not sure how much longer the snow peas are going to hold…..
Do you have an Aunty Sue? Are you more diligent at staking snow peas than me? Do you have a trick you like to play on others?
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