Rise and Shine! Look at this... Ruin. The Remains of the Roast. The sink is a Horror. Plates caked in cold Grease. Gravy... congealed like Rubber. You went to bed... full of Flatulence and Pride. You committed the Carnal Sin... of leaving it for the morning. Well, the morning is here. Scrub it. Scour it. Rinse it. Restore order to the Regiment! Now. The Resurrection of the Meat. Open the Refrigerator. For the Worker... we construct the Ration. Thick slices of Rare Roast Beef. Do not spare the Horseradish. Make it burn. Or the Turkey... and the Ham. Cranberry Sauce... Ruby Red. Sandwich it between thick bread. Wrap it in foil. It is fuel for the grind. Send them out into the Rain. For the Lover... still Resting upstairs. We show Remorse. Take the cold potatoes. The Roasties. The stuffing balls. The sausages. Crush them. Fry them. Bubble and Squeak. Brown and Crisp. Add a fried egg... the sun Rising over the wreckage. Carry it up on a tray. Earn your forgiveness. And do not forget the sweet Remnants. The Trifle. Sponge... Custard... Sherry. It has soaked overnight. It is potent. And the Apple Crumble. Eat it cold. Straight from the dish with a spoon. It is Rude... but it is Righteous. Tonight... the Barbarians Return. They will be hungry. Gather the rest. The carrots. The parsnips. The gravy. Throw it into a pot. Cover it with pastry. We call this... "Resurrection Pie." Feed the Hoard. Clear the fridge. Prepare for next Sunday. Wipe the surface. Drain the sink. Carry on!
