We made a duck roast. Even as Roy was carving it, we were picking up delectable tidbits. Irene, “Don’t gallop the roast.”
I,” Do you mean gobble?”
Irene, “No, I mean gallop”.
Zoe, who’s doing GCSE history coursework says, “In Germany, at the time of Hitler, if you didn’t like what was happening, you didn’t join in–but you kept quiet. Or the Gestapo would come and cut off your head.”
A gleam in my my eyes. Irene suspiciously, ” You are not going to put this on your blog? OR FACEBOOK?” I chuckled. Irene, “If so, you should pay me 50 p.
Zoe, “And they couldn’t bargain with Hitler either.”