Mrs Turner made the foot into a pie in between organising events, running the surgery, sewing complicated outfits and typing up old records.
Seems a shame to waste it.
She did that ridiculous plastered on smile when Mr Turner cocked his head to one side and said, “You should let me be in charge of the food shopping more often..” then he bolted out of the door to mansplain the benefits of dandelions to the rabbits.