I could tell that Darrell was starting to get a little restless, though Christmas had been very wonderful the celebrations had gone on for long enough even for us, and finally he persuaded Lucy to accompany him on a jaunt over to Cheltenham to have a look the “Whole Food Market” just to have a little mooch at its natural organic products.
You can just imagine the sighing that emitted from his general direction as he gazed longingly at the “Black Forbidden Rice Salad”, before Lucy dragged him away before he embarrassed her any more. It may have been like something Hugh would have delivered in his helicopter, she told him, but drooling in an centre renowned for its organic excellence was not very classy!
The idea of filling his own flagon also made Darrel come over all Heathcliffe, all rustic with an untamed mane of hair and undone shirt buttons. What is he like?
…….. following in Darrell’s wake while in full ebullient flow can be a little wearying, there are only so many times you can oooooohhhhh and ahhhhhhhh, and then oooooh some more, feigning enthusiasm for quite so many unusual fruit and vegetables.
However, I have to congratulate her on her tact and decorum when Darrell was on the verge of filling his basket with Pattipan squashs, just because they looked “toooooooooooooooo cute” …..
……. suggesting that he do a little research on how they should be cooked and what they are best served with before making a “considered” purchase, it would be wrong to assume that they would automatically go with spaghetti hoops.So, in the end no purchases were made, Darrell decided that this was to be an experience shared with his favourite “sensible” lady of choice and a retail establishment noted for finding an occasional gift that would be very acceptable and appreciated by Hugh, if not Nigel and I ………… and Black Forbidden Rice Salad will for a little longer, remain a stranger to Darrell’s palate.