Emma is a vegetarian. I am not. Having snacked her way to completing her PhD thesis, Emma is now on the Food Doctor diet. Though I am not, I am enjoying most of the FD’s meal suggestions.
Today, Emma plumped for a healthy lunch. I did not.
As I stood in the kitchen, pouring a drink, a nightingale sang:
Emma: (calling) That is pathetic!
Shane: (calling) What?
Emma: (calling) You have constructed a ham roof for your chips!
Returning, I met Emma’s eye.
Shane: The roof is in your best interests.
Emma: (pause) I suppose you think that’s funny.
Shane: Now, don’t let the ham come between us… my love.
Emma: (a sort of harrumphing snort noise)
See, when Emma said that I had to support her with the diet, I listened.