Green Man wrote:
Honey wrote:
Green Man wrote:
Honey wrote:
So I am not normal any more, but a minority and victim?
Please direct me to the compo queue.
Go for it, Honey.
Maybe Mr Honey could get some special treatment at work.
How did you meet Mr Honey?
He says I seduced him with an egg and cress butty.
So you worked at railway station cafe or a sandwich bar?
My partner seduced me when we went on a first date by flashing me her stocking tops. She has not worn them since. Her friends say she don't need to because the seduction is over. Bloody Women!
No, it was a group educational trip to a stately home.
I guessed the cafe prices would be astronomical so I brought sandwiches for everyone, just in case.
You have to grow your own these days.
The stuff the shops call cress is mostly rape. (or rapeseeeeed, as my daughter insists I call it, even if it is annoyingly inaccurate
)
Although cress is a general term for a brassica seedling, rape is the one with the least flavour but biggest profit, so has taken over.