Look ye and weep at the sad end of my wonderful but unloved Rhubarb Tart.
Hungry young birds were not tempted. Instead, they jumped on my lovely tart and used it as a trampoline! So much for Jus-Rol cordon bleu pastry. My humiliation is complete. I must go and lie down in a darkened room until I recover. . . . .
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