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January 14, 2015
by the gentle author

‘A pudding, a pudding, a hot pudding.’-Paul Sandby-1760-late 7 from the Twelve Cries of London. ‘A pudding, a pudding, a hot pudding. The grand machine from Italy, bake as I go’. In the foreground a man, with a pudding barrow strung from his shoulders, sugars a small pudding. The flag of Saint George flies from his barrow and a dog stands at his feet. In the background are faint outlines of buildings

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