A toast to Herself
Grandad October 31st, 2010
I decided to cook dinner for Herself last night.
I know some of you think I am a little harsh in my treatment of my good wife, but I appreciate all the hard work she puts into the digging, planting and harvesting. She deserves a little treat from time to time, and I like to make these little gestures to show my appreciation.
Anyhow, I started to think as I waited for her slice of toast to pop out of the toaster, and I had quite a profound thought.
I have been around now for over sixty years, and some of those years were quite hard, and others were quite harsh. There were all the years at school. with all its attendant beatings and all the years at college where times were harsh, trying to fit in all the parties and the boozing sessions. Then there were the years of sweat and toil where I tried as best I could to last in the job until retirement.
All in all my life has been quite a struggle for survival. All those years of very hard work. All the expense my parents had to bear while I was educated. Sixty long years of sheer fight.
And all those years led up to that point where I was standing waiting for a slice of toast to pop up out of a toaster.
I hope she appreciated her slice of toast.
One hell of a lot of fucking effort went into its making.
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She’ll expect it every year now.
Shit! I hadn’t thought about that. Bugger!
Christ Grandad, that sounds awful. I was raised in cotton wool and it was all handed to me. The hardest part was the lisp caused by the fucking silver spoon. By the way, is a toaster the name given to servant who brings the said toast. I never knew that before.
You give her toast? She’s a spoiled one I tell ya’. Next you’ll be telling me that she sleeps in the house.
BTW, I got a shipment of experimental Anti-Politician Landmines. I thought you might like to try a few. You can place your order through the Swedes as usual.
Whoa there Betsy ! A toaster? Surely to God you dont mean an electric toaster? The other 364 days of the year you spoil her by letting her have an electric toaster? It’s guys like you who spoil it for the rest of us. They’ll all want one now.
Grandad take heart that however hard the days gone by were I would not like to be starting out today facing 60 years in the mad world that we have created.
Have you seen this drivel in the times today? A group of scientists decided to do some “research” and came to the conclusion that Tobacco enters the leader board just one point behind COCAINE. Whatever you do don’t drown your sorrows, Alcohol is now ‘more harmful’ than heroin…
http://www.irishtimes.com/newspaper/breaking/2010/1101/breaking14.html
I’m not sure which I enjoy more… Grandad’s ramblings or the comments on them.
Marianne – Surely that’s a no contest?
GD…what a prince! A piece of toast for dinner. Hopefully, you shared your ale.
Do you think I was being a bit over generous? Maybe I was, just a bit. And no – I didn’t share my ale. It’s not her birthday for ages yet.
I hope you used bread a couple of days old.