Family codes and rituals
Freddy Woo writes, "as a child we used to have a 'whoever cuts doesn't choose the slice' rule with cake. It worked brilliantly, but it's left me completely anal about dividing up food - my wife just takes the piss as I ritually compare all the slice sizes."
What codes and rituals does your family have?
( , Thu 20 Nov 2008, 18:05)
Freddy Woo writes, "as a child we used to have a 'whoever cuts doesn't choose the slice' rule with cake. It worked brilliantly, but it's left me completely anal about dividing up food - my wife just takes the piss as I ritually compare all the slice sizes."
What codes and rituals does your family have?
( , Thu 20 Nov 2008, 18:05)
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"Wait and See"
As wee nippers, A miniature Humpty and his brother used to ask "What's for pudding mummy"
The answer was ALWAYS "Wait and see". This, coupled with the fact that the pudding was also ALWAYS "Apple fool" meant that my brother and I truly believed that "Wait and see" was a pudding made from shite apples.
Years and Years...
fucking apples.
( , Fri 21 Nov 2008, 12:35, 2 replies)
As wee nippers, A miniature Humpty and his brother used to ask "What's for pudding mummy"
The answer was ALWAYS "Wait and see". This, coupled with the fact that the pudding was also ALWAYS "Apple fool" meant that my brother and I truly believed that "Wait and see" was a pudding made from shite apples.
Years and Years...
fucking apples.
( , Fri 21 Nov 2008, 12:35, 2 replies)
Ours was always
"bread and dripping". Although we were never served this delightful sounding dish, it's what we were told to expect.
My neighbours, on the other hand, would always be told "shit and sugar", which sounded far less appealing. I never had dinner at their house.
( , Fri 21 Nov 2008, 12:38, closed)
"bread and dripping". Although we were never served this delightful sounding dish, it's what we were told to expect.
My neighbours, on the other hand, would always be told "shit and sugar", which sounded far less appealing. I never had dinner at their house.
( , Fri 21 Nov 2008, 12:38, closed)
My Nan
used to stay with us sometimes; she was fussy. Every meal would be diseccted and criticised. One day she was presented with lunch and as usual asked "What's THIS?" to which my father replied "Shit with sugar on, now get it down ya".
She did to.
( , Mon 24 Nov 2008, 10:42, closed)
used to stay with us sometimes; she was fussy. Every meal would be diseccted and criticised. One day she was presented with lunch and as usual asked "What's THIS?" to which my father replied "Shit with sugar on, now get it down ya".
She did to.
( , Mon 24 Nov 2008, 10:42, closed)
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