While Darrell and I girdle our lions loins for the job of sadly putting away all our festive fripperies for another year, Nigel has nipped back to the homeland with Lu for a couple of days, before the onslaught of the school run hits him once again.
You’d have thought that after all Darrell’s wonderful catering over the holiday Nigel might be feeling just a little bit on the full side, but you’d be wrong. I think he must have hollow legs (or worms) ……. however, the little fella puts it down to having exceptionally good manners and the regional cuisine of said homeland.
Well, it would be rude as a “tourist” not to avail oneself of a “local” jumbo roast pork, stuffing and gravy bap and a 13 item breakfast, especially when you can’t get them back in Evesham.
Would that we could find an award winning, giant, £4 pasty on our own market.
…… or humongous branches of sprouts for just £1 ……….
……. which were a devil to get back to Lu’s on the bus, but Nigel just knew that Darrell would welcome, with open arms, a couple (or three) when Nigel returned home, as a seasonal and bountiful supplement to our rigorous 5 a day regime …….. if not the ozone layer over Evesham.
What on earth is he like?
Top tucker. As they may say, round your old neck of the woods.
ReplyDelete"I think he must have hollow legs (or worms)."
Or hollow worms in his legs?