Spice of life
Eating a curry can save your life. Or least protect you from serious harm.
I'd been planning to cook duck legs for dinner tonight but, late afernoon, my wife suggested eating instead at Kababish in Woodbridge Road, Moseley.
Consequently, no-one was sitting at the table in our kitchen at the usual time we eat when a quarter of the ceiling collapsed because of a water leak.
I'm not sure what harm would have befallen us, but the plaster that crashed down was water-laden and heavy.
I'm quite used to getting plastered at dinner, but not in the way that might have happened had I been sitting in my kitchen this evening.
The curry, by the way, was delicious. The cleaning up that now awaits seems less appealing.
Anyone know a good plasterer?


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