Thursday, 11 August 2011
friday 12th August 2011
I can recall embarrassing my mother during the early 1940s. Mum used to invite some of the young teachers home for an evening meal sometimes in the weekends. This particular evening, mum had done everything just right, she put on a spread fit for a King, or a school teacher as it was in this case. However she forgot about her kids. At that stage it was only my sister Doris and myself. Now we had never seen the likes, mum was out to make a big impression on these two girls. One of the things she laid out was a butter plate with this flash silver butter knife. Yes, you know what I'm going to say don't you. I pointed at this dish with the fancy little knife, "what do you do with this thing mum?" As mum told all her friends later, she reckons she could have screwed my bloody neck. From what I can recall the teachers all thought it was a great joke.