I am going to have to pull up my socks
For those of you unfamiliar with my domestic arrangements, I live with my sister during the week, and at weekends, we fly home from Astro City to the bosom of the loving Mammy. I was on call last weekend, and Mammy sent some stew up to fortify me during the week. I ate three-quarters of it last night, upon returning from my night class. I had a rather long and busy day today, with a ninety-minute commute on either end of it, and had a somewhat disorganised dinner. Afterwards, I pondered my impending marriage, and Batman’s impending malnourishment. It is just possible that I may have to start to behave in an adult fashion, and not consider that the following constitutes a three course dinner:
1. Five mouthfuls of leftover stew.
2. Spaghetti hoops on toast.
3. One small tub Petit Filous.
Batman is in for a nasty surprise: Domestic Goddess I ain’t.

February 28th, 2008 11:13
That sounds like a delicious dinner to me. However I can see how it mighn’t appeal to a man.
February 28th, 2008 15:52
Time to start reading Delia, methinks. BTW, beans on toast is much more nutrious
February 29th, 2008 03:01
Found your blog last nite, instead of reading my book i ended up going back to the begining last year! i found it wonderfully funny, interesting and at many times touching writing. Dont stop.
March 3rd, 2008 22:54
Don’t worry Alfred can prepare dinner for us both