Saturday, 4 December 2010


My family were invited to a lunch by a local resident.  This apparently is the norm around here and despite the fact they are my parents’ age and seem duller than dishwater, I accepted on behalf of my family.  My husband was pleased.
The lunch proved to be delightful.  The food was awful, the company boring but both my husband and I learnt something very enlightening, he is not the most hen pecked husband in the world.
Whilst enjoying our dessert Mrs Dull told Mr Dull she wanted a small portion and whilst talking at us, screamed in his face “I SAID A SMALL PORTION.  NOW DO IT AGAIN!” and then carried on as normal.
I have much to learn from her.