Madeleine in my office
Friday again. As with everybody in the UK, I and we are preoccupied with beef and whether it is, well, beef, so I am not chuffed when my friend tells me he is looking at buying a global German sausages company (his advice: "never eat a sausage"). I learn that the casings come in varied multiple sizes one mile long and look exactly like a (one-mile long) condom. The casings no longer made with the intestine, either - far too inefficient - but rather paper or plastic. US hot dogs have their own particular wrap : Americans like it to be "crunchy" or, at least, some texture; Europeans don't want to know it is there. Did I mention that a hot dog can be up to 30% fat and a further 3% "unknowable" ?
Me:
"Let's watch television. And Madeleine can do the dishes."
Madeleine:
"Gee, thanks a lot Dad."
Sonnet
: "Friday night family dinner."
Madeleine:
"It's an original."
Madeleine:
"Can I watch a wee bit of TV?"
Me:
"Did you just say 'wee'?"
Madeleine: "
It's Scottish, Dad. Not that you would know."
