Cook has finally lost her marbles

I'm sorry to report that Cook has been taken away by the men in white coats to the nearest psychiatric unit.   

No, it's NOT a photograph of faded glamour-trash, LADY VAGINA, although you'd be forgiven for thinking that.  This is a photo of an octopus.

 

 I discovered her in the kitchen this morning, with a live octopus on her head, walking around stark naked.  She claims she was in the process of making me a special Christmas milkshake, made from octopus.  You will recall that she was responsible for a series of culinary perversions at one of my banquets at my former estate in Wiltshire, but I had given her another chance to mend her ways.

This is the second member of my household that I have had to 'dispatch' in the past few days.  It is turning out to be the silly season.
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