As I sat down to plan, the lovely ladies brought out a bag of food one of the mothers had given them a gift. It was a bag of pakoras, fried Indian dumplings. I just carried on regardless, I had plans to write and would eat my lunch later. As I typed and chatted I found myself taking one, two, three, four! OMG! I thought nothing of it and varied on working. It was my planning time so I took myself off to the staffroom to carry on working. I never got round to eating my lunch.
Flash forward a few hours and my mind began wandering.
"I didn't have any lunch! Oh I had the pakoras!"
Then I began feeling odd, I had indigestion but I hadn't eaten anything. Oh wait I had a pakora!
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