It's been a while since we checked in on our old rotting friends. People that think we may have opted to chuck these little stinkers in the bin should now be impressed with the agency's resilience and lack of olfactory senses.
There have been some quite dramatic developments since the last posting. The biccie has started to slowly disintegrate. If you check carefully you can just spot a bit of crumbling at the edge. The satsuma though is an entirely different matter.
We're talking weeping sores here. The Black Death. Ring-A-Ring-A-Roses, all that sort of stuff. Our citrus but juiceless pal has moved into an advanced state of putrification. Perhaps more terrifying is the effect it's having on Craig and his hair which is turning an odd yellow colour.
Not sure how long we can stand the stink and the little black flies, but, in the name of science and witless blogging, we'll keep going.
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