Tweet ** Contains graphic images of feet. If you have an aversion to feet, peeling skin or badly applied fake tan then look away** So it began on a Friday night, as all good things do, when I got peckish. I started stabbing the other half in his chops with my foot, as I always do, “Get me a snack, get me a snack.” “Geez,” he replied “sort your foot out its rough!” Well, well, well. There’s a pot calling {Read More}