That machete hardly cuts at all; I have to take it to be sharpened, and it gives me blisters on my hands. That job’s awful, but it’s got to be done.

That’s what I said when I saw it. I said: ‘This is the reward for such a hard day’s work today.’ And that day I cooked a piece of the pumpkin. With what was left over this week, I made custard.

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