my trouble, on those very rare occasions that i have to cook for myself,

is that i don't start even thinking about what to have until i'm almost doubled over with hunger pains

Mrs Scrampton used to ask me each morning what i fancied for dinner that night, and each time i'd somehow find it impossible to think that far ahead, now i just eat what i'm given

Posted By: Ralf Scrampton, Oct 29, 17:47:21