BM kindly asked if I wanted some toast for breakfast yesterday . I said " Yes please" - see I do have manners when required
"How many slices do you want" he questioned
"2 please" ....manners again
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2 ...you greedy feckin mare " he subtly implied
Then when he came to putting on the marmalade enquired as to whether the microdot lost in the middle of the toast was adequate. Again , and more nervously this time , I asked if perhaps I could have a little more than that. Jezuzzzz I haven't heard the end of it since then ....you would think I'm killing the children in Africa all by myself
