Dear all,
Today I had a Pizza, for Lunch- a 'Meaty One, with extra Jalapenos- and this evening my Neighbour, Michael 'Sent Down' A Burger, Chips and Beans. I thanked him, very much, and said how much I had enjoyed it.... I'm a 'Good' liar, even if I say so myself...The actual Burger, was Lost, in an enormous great bun- the Chips were as hard as nails- the beans, yes Ok you can't do those wrong (can you?). Either way I left Michael with the Impression that I had 'Really Enjoyed' it all.
You can Criticise me, if you want, but this man is a 'good' friend, has a very pleasant 'way' about him- and has a similar 'Humour' to me..... Gawd 'Elp 'Im. Michael has also only, fairly recently, 'lost' his Grandfather- with whom he was fairly 'close'. Now, be honest, would YOU tell him the food- thoughtfully cooked- was 'Bad'? Nor did I.
There was a Lovely Story, around some years back now.... The man's Wife had been in Hospital, it's not important 'what with', suffice it was for some Months. On her return, the lady cooked her family Breakfast. As she placed the toast, down on the table, the lady said "Oh my 'Word', I burnt the toast, I'm so sorry". "That's OK, my Love, my Grandma 'always' burnt the toast- so I'm 'used' to it, in fact I just LOVE burnt Toast." The man then gave his Wife, a Tender kiss, before happily eating the toast.
After Breakfast their Son, turns to his Dad, and says "Do you Really like burnt toast Dad?". The Father just smiled, before saying "Your Mother has just returned, from the Hospital Son.... How can I Complain about, a bit, of burnt toast?".
The 'Burnt Toast', wasn't a Problem... any more than Michael's 'Doggy' Chips.
AndrewT
