Gran again I'm afraid.
Time with Gran. ‘Sit she said,I looked at the scrubbed table ‘Don’t you have a table cloth Gran?’ ‘Such nonsense, haven’t you heard the fable that manners alone maketh man?’ ‘Bread and jam?’ ‘Butter I queried?’ ‘Are you having your tea here or not.’ ‘Yes Gran.’’Well eat up and not another word.’ She... Sign in to see full entry.